Out Of Control Sequel

TW's:
-Mentions sexual assault
-Mentions panic attacks
-Mentions self harm
-Mentions abuse

George's POV

I felt really bad for Clay and after school I decided to go over to his place. He was really sad and even if he did kiss another boy, I was still in love with him. It was three hours after everything that happened and I cycled to Clay's house. When I arrived I knocked on the door very softly. It took a minute for the door to open and Clay's dad looked at me.

'Clay?' I whispered.

His dad smiled at me and he nodded. 'Clay is upstairs, but he is really tired and sad. He broke his arm and his hand and he had six panic attacks.'

'Sorry.'

'Don't say sorry, just talk with him, okay?'

'He love me?'

'He loves you very much and he is really heartbroken.'

'Cheating?'

'He didn't cheat on you, he got sexually assaulted, George.'

'Really?'

'Yes.'

'I go to him.'

'Okay.'

His dad let me in and I held my sheep tightly against my body. I slowly walked upstairs and really shyly walked to Clay's room. I knocked on the door and Clay hummed a little. I opened the door and walked in really slowly. Clay lifted himself up a little, he looked terrible.

His eyes were really red, his face was pale and his cheeks were wet of all tears. His arm was fully covered in a cast, from his fingers to his elbow. He smiled really weakly at me and I sat down on his bed.

'Sheep?'

He nodded slowly and laid back down, covering his face in his pillow.

'Boyfriend?'

'You broke up with me, George.'

'I boyfriend you again?'

'You want to be my boyfriend again?' Clay lifted himself up and looked at me with a small smile.

'You sexually assaulted.'

He nodded slowly. 'I didn't cheat on you, George. I love you more than anything in this world.'

'Arm?'

'I fell, because I hit my bike when I was cycling.'

'Why hit?'

'I was mad at myself for messing up.'

'Hug?'

Clay smiled with tears in his eyes and hugged me shortly. 'George, I'm really tired. You can stay here, but I'm going to sleep for a little. I had six panic attacks and I have only cried.'

'Boyfriend?'

'Do you want to be my boyfriend again?'

I nodded. 'I have always been. We still boyfriends, I love you.'

'I love you too, George. I love you a lot.'

'Can I make it better?'

'Please stay with me, I'm really sad.'

I hugged him tightly and gave him my sheep. He didn't even argue about it and hugged sheep against his body. I copied what he always did to calm me down and I rubbed through his hair. I saw Clay smiled a little and he looked at me shyly. 'Can I kiss your cheek?' he whispered.

I nodded and Clay kissed my cheek really softly. He hugged me tightly and closed his eyes. 'I really want to sleep for a little, I'm really exhausted.'

I nodded and rubbed his back softly. He closed his eyes and held me in his arms. He was so tired that he fell asleep within five minutes.

I didn't fall asleep and just looked around me a little. Clay's other hand was bruised too, his eye was a little black because of his mum.

His mum had left America again after Clay's dad kicked her out. It was better for Clay and his dad. Apparently his mum never changed and she had always been the homophobic mother she had been from the start. It appeared to be that that was one of the reasons for his mum and dad to divorce. Clay was a little sad about the fact he saw his mum again and she immediately hurt him, but he had recovered from it.

I looked at Clay, he started turning a lot suddenly and he squeezed his hand. His breathing got faster, he kept moving a lot and he frowned, making soft and sad sounds.

'Clay, Clay,' I whispered, I shook him awake.

It took him ten minutes to wake up and he looked at me in shock.

'Nightmare?'

He took a relieved breath and nodded, hugging me tightly again.

'What happened?'

'Georgie, Jaimy was really mean to me. He said I had to kiss him to save sheep. He wanted to kill sheep, and I didn't want that. But because I didn't want that he started touching me and even kissing me. I promise you, I didn't want it.'

'You save sheep and sexual assault.'

'Yes.'

'I'm sorry, I was mean to you.'

'I understand it, Georgie. You just thought I was cheating on you, I understand it.'

'I insecure because you not like me anymore.'

'You thought I didn't like you anymore?'

I nodded and fell in his arms. He lifted me up and I was laying down on top of his hoodie. 'I love you a lot, more than anything.'

'Clay?'

'Yes?'

'I wanted to hurt myself.'

'Did you want to hurt yourself again, baby? Did you hurt yourself?'

'Hit.'

'Did you hit yourself?'

I nodded.

'Do you want to show me, baby?'

I lifted my sleeve up, revealing a small bruise. Clay kissed my bruise and kissed my cheek after. 'Do you please want to stop hurting yourself? I love you and it hurts me when you hurt yourself.'

'Cast.'

'That was an accident, I didn't mean to fall.'

'Okay.'

'Can I please kiss you? I really need you, I'm so sad.'

I nodded and Clay pressed his lips on mine slowly. He smiled through the kiss and cupped my cheek, rubbing it with his thumb. He noticed that I didn't know where to keep my hands so he grabbed them with his other hand. We kept kissing for twenty seconds and we broke apart.

'I love you so much, George. I would never cheat on you, I love you with everything I have, you're the most precious person in my whole life.'

'Mad at me?'

'Not at all.'

'I am.'

'Are you mad at me?'

'No, myself.'

'Why, baby?'

'Because I was mean to you and you needed me.'

'I understand it, sweetie. It's totally fine, I love you a lot.'

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