so american~
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Thread Topic: so american~
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George froze, sitting up a bit. “Yeah. As long as your not gonna yell at me, are you?”
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“I- I won’t, I promise,” Clay spoke, nodding behind the door even though George couldn’t see. “Please, I- I need to talk to you…”
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George sighed, climbing out of bed and moving to the door. He opened the door, locking eyes with Clay before moving out of the way for him to step in.
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Clay walked in, trying to keep his composure. “George, I- I’m so sorry for yelling at you,” he muttered, exhaling shakily. “I- I didn’t mean what I said, I don’t wish we never met- f---, if anything, I-I wish we met sooner-“
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George crossed his arms, nodding. “Okay. I understand. What are you gonna do to make up for it?”
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“I- I don’t know, but I’ll- I’ll do anything- Anything to make up for it,” Clay muttered, lowering his face from the bruise he was covering.
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“What the hells on your face?” George said, walking up to him. “Where have you been going? What are you doing to yourself?”
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“I- I’ve been seeing Jolie,” Clay spoke softly, his voice shaky. “I- I don’t deserve you, George, I- I’m just f---ing everything up, all- all because I said I love you…”
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George furrowed his brows, frowning. “Wait, wait, back up- you’re seeing Jolie?? Why?? For what?? Why would you do that- I wasn’t mad at you for saying- that- why would you go and see her?” He said frantically.
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“Because I-I deserve to be treated like s---,” Clay spoke, tears rolling down his face, “because I’m- I’m just a f---up, and I-I don’t deserve you…”
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George shook his head. “Who- who f---ing told you that?? Jolie? Because she’s wrong, y’know that , right?”
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“I’m so sorry…” Clay said in barely a whisper, letting out a quiet sob. “I really am just a dumb slut, aren’t I…”
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“Oh my God, shut up,” George said, pulling Clay into a hug. “Don’t say that s---, it isn’t true.”
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Clay exhaled shakily, sobbing quietly into George’s shoulder as he hugged onto him. “I’m so sorry…”
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“Yeah, don’t say that stuff about yourself, Jesus Christ,” George whispered, rubbing Clays back. “Who told you that?”
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