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⚠️BIG TW⚠️
                          
Clay was in his room the whole day. George was the only one in the house that wasn't Clay, everyone else had to stuff to do. But today was George's day off, he was downstairs on the couch. 
                          
Should I go up there? George thought.
                          
George hesitated but he went upstairs to Clays room, and he opened the door. 
                          
The darling green eyes met his "What are you doing here?"
                          
"I've been here for a while, well not in your room but-"
                          
"I get it, what do you want?" Clay asked.
                          
"She's alive, isn't she?"
                          
"Leave me alone" Clay said, not looking at George.
                          
"No" George said then he sat down ontop of Clays desk, Clay finally looked up.
                          
"What are you doing?" Clay asked.
                          
"Nothing, nothing at all."
                          
"Your so fucking annoying" Clay said looking staring straight into George's eyes.
                          
"How?" George put his feet on the armrests of Clays chair the blonde male was in, he rested his elbows on his knees.
                          
Clay rolled his eyes, then he started to look at his legs...
                          
"Oh my god, you think everyone you see is annoying don't you?" George said and his voice got high pitched.
                          
Clay looked up at George. He stood up and turned around kicking the spiny chair far away from them. 
                          
George felt the chair leave, and his feet hanged off the desk "Wha-"
                          
Clay turned around and leaned against George, pressing his lips to his. With Clay leaning onto George, the brunette got pushed against the wall and lips touched his. George had to think about what was happening because it was too quick. Once George knew what was happening butterflies formed in his stomach.
                          
Clay backed out and he eyes were red "Like I said George, your annoying."
                          
"But I'm so annoyingly in love with you, and so are you even when you don't wanna admit it" George smiled.
                          
"Shut up" Clay said.
                          
"Make me."
                          
Clay chuckled and continued to kiss George, lovingly. He knew this time it wouldn't end...
                          
Next day...
                          
George continued to sleep at his house, because the pack still didn't know about him and Clay. His phone started to ring, he grabbed his phone looking at the contact. He immediately answered once it said 'Clay'.
                          
"Hello?" George answered.
                          
"Come to the loft." 
                          
"What?" George asked.
                          
"I'll see you soon."
                          
The phone hung up, George was confused. But he listened, he went to the loft as fast as he could. He sensed something was wrong.
                          
——
                          
The loft door opened, George was at the loft. Everyone circled around the table, including Karl. 
                          
"What?" George asked, everyone looked at him.
                          
Clay sighed "Athenas dead, for real this time."
                          
George closed the door and walked towards them "When?"
                          
"Yesterday, she killed her self" Sapnap said.
                          
"We don't know how, I don't know how" Clay said "There's nothing in that closet that could-"
                          
"Unless" Clay went upstairs.
                          
"I'm going to follow him" George said.
                          
George followed Clay upstairs, into the room Athena died in. George looked at the room, it was filled with dried blood. Clay walked into the room and stepped on a certain floorboard. It creaked and it showed the bottom of it, the corner was bloody, the blood was still fresh.
                          
"How the hell?" Clay said tearing the floorboard out of the ground.
                          
He held it and went back downstairs. He placed it under the desk light and turned it on. Clay looked at the floorboard corner he grazed it over with his finger, and blood was drawn once again on the floor board corner.
                          
"A floorboard" Clay said.
                          
"What?" Sapnap asked.
                          
"That's how she died" Clay said "By a stupid fucking piece of wood."
                          
"Why do you think that?" Sapnap asked.
                          
"There's no way" Jessica said.
                          
"Do you guys seriously think I didn't go to college?" Clay asked as he stood up with floorboard in hand.
                          
"If I didn't go to college, I most likely would have the brain cells of Sapnap."
                          
"Hey I also went to college!" Sapnap exclaimed.
                          
"Maybe you need to go back babe" Karl said, and Drista chuckled.
                          
"It's the poison of the wood, that's how she died" Karl said "Or she could've just cut herself with it."
                          
"It's one of those things" George said "But she probably cut herself with the corner but why would there be blood on the corner of the plank."
                          
"George is right" Clay said "She cut herself with it, the corner is sharp enough to cut me."
                          
"She must've used the wall to sharpen it" Sapnap said.
                          
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but I feel terrible" Jessica said.
                          
"She did it to herself, but it is brutal" Drista said "Sorry Persephone."
                          
Persephone sniffled. Clay put the floorboard onto the desk and hugged her like if a kid needed comfort, soft.
                          
"I'm so sorry" Clay whispered into Persephone's ear.
                          
Persephone sobbed into Clays chest wetting his shirt with her tears. She hugged Clay back. Clay felt terrible she lost three people in the past two years. She reminded him of himself year ago, only difference she has someone to comfort her.
                          
3 hours later...
                          
George headed upstairs, into Persephone's room. He saw Clay place a blanket on top of Persephone to keep her warm.
                          
"Hey" George said.
                          
The blonde turned around he walked towards him and closed the door behind him "Hi."
                          
George and Clay walked to the blonde males room. The brunette closed the door, and Clay took off his shirt.
                          
"How's Persephone?" George asked.
                          
"She's okay for now, but it will slowly develop" Clay said "She lost 3 people in the past 2 months."
                          
"Yeah that's true, hey Clay?"
                          
"Hm?" Clay turned around looking at George.
                          
"How did you fight it?" George asked "I know it was a while ago but, how?-"
                          
"How did I fight against the evil side of me?" Clay asked, George nodded.
                          
"Well" Clay said as he closed the drawer, and looked back at George "It's a funny story actually."
                          
"It's happened once you left me in the middle of the ballroom" Clay said.
                          
George knew what he was talking about "I remember that, vividly."
                          
"I should get going, it's getting late" George said.
                          
"Why don't you stay for tonight?" Clay said and George turned around "I mean-"
                          
"Who cares if they find out, that's not the biggest of our problems" Clay said "Is it George?"
                          
"I guess not" George smiled.
                          
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