The Triangle

Chapter 155 ? Soul

Y/N:
"Yeah, he's strong." I managed to form a smile.

Both of them smiled widely as some happy tears formed in their eyes. George's mom and dad instantly took off down the hallway to get to their son.

Meanwhile, I locked eyes with Nick again. I held my hands together while biting the inside of my cheek. The both of us stood in silence until I turned around and walked away, making him sigh nervously.

-GEORGE's POV-
Thankfully, my parents showed up. Once they did, Clay left the room to give us some space. I couldn't help but feel relieved that he wasn't here anymore.

The guilt was eating away at me.

To be honest, I felt like Y/N, Clay, Nick and I were soulmates, in a platonic, friend way. But every chance this universe gets, it tries to tear us apart. I didn't have the faintest idea as to why, all I knew was that tomorrow we were graduating high school.

I just hoped with everything I had in me that tomorrow would be a good day for us. I needed it to be a good day for us. I needed to be happy.

-Y/N's POV-
I ended up going to the cafeteria to grab George some food to eat. While I was in there, Clay walked up to me.

CLAY:
"Hey..." He looked nervously at me.

Y/N:
"What's wrong?" My eyes widened as my eyebrows squished together, "Is it George??"

CLAY:
"George is physically okay but mentally...I'm worried about him."

I sighed with a frown.

CLAY:
"I tried asking him what happened with my dad, and he was terrified, he couldn't even speak to me, let alone look at me. His hands started shaking too...what could my dad have possibly done that messed him up that badly...??" His lips curled down.

I bit my tongue as my eyes fell to the floor.

As much as I wanted to tell Clay what George told me, I didn't want to betray his trust. Unfortunately in this situation, there'd be one person's trust I'd be betraying, I couldn't win.

Y/N:
"When you left the room, George told me a sentence of what basically happened...I don't know all the details, but...it's bad..."

Clay sighed in annoyance.

CLAY:
"I hate my dad so much...he took my sister away from me, and now he's traumatized my best friend." He shook his head, "I'm just glad he's where he belongs now...he can't hurt any of us ever again..."

My frown deepened. I set down the tray of food and pulled Clay into a tight hug over his shoulders. He held me back just as tightly around the waist while shutting his eyes.

•••••

That night, I stayed at the hospital with George again. This time, it was only the two of us in his dark hospital room.

He was laying down in his bed, staring hazily at the bedsheet while frowning, deep in thought. Meanwhile, I was sitting in the seat next to him, the same one I've been in for 2 weeks.

I took a deep breath and held his hand, squeezing it in the process to let him know that I was here for him.

Y/N:
"George...I know a lot happened before I showed up that night, but...could you tell me what happened...? Please...? I just want to help..."

He swallowed hard while adverting his gaze to me.

GEORGE:
"I admire the fact that you wanna help..." He whispered, "But you can't..."

Y/N:
"You don't know that until you tell me..."

George bit the inside of his cheek as slight tears formed in the corners of his eyes.