The Triangle

Chapter 155 ? Soul

Thankfully, he let me in.

GEORGE:
"You know that night where you heard noises and thuds in Clay's house...and the lights went out...?"

My eyes widened as my heart fell a little, along with my expression.

GEORGE:
"Mr. Jay was there that night..." He clenched his jaw tightly, "He's been out of prison ever since then...he escaped with the help of Wilbur's father...he was there that night to get you..."

Chills ran across my arms as my eyebrows squished together in fear.

GEORGE:
"I didn't tell anyone, but...after the police left...I got my homework from my room and...I saw Clay's dad leaving the scene..."

My heart fell even more.

GEORGE:
"I thought he was the bad guy, but...he wasn't..." He said quietly, "Those thuds you heard was him beating up Austin..."

I gulped nervously.

GEORGE:
"He was there in that building on prom night..." He spoke slower as more tears warmed up in his eyes, "He was there to help me..."

His voice cracked at the last sentence.

GEORGE:
"He was trying to help me..." His lip quivered slightly as his face squished together, "He followed me there, and he tried helping me, just like he's helped us all this time...Austin shot him when he was just trying to save me..."

The tears collapsed down George's cheeks as he shook his head with a frown.

GEORGE:
"It's my fault..." His voice shook, "And Clay's going to hate me for it...h—he thinks his dad hurt me b—but he didn't—all he ever wanted to do was to be a better dad..."

My tears fell to the floor as I frowned at my best friend.

GEORGE:
"H—His last words were...'tell Clay I'm sorry'..." He bursted out crying while he set his head down, "T—Then he was gone...he died for me—h—he shouldn't have tried helping he—"

I stood up and wrapped my arms around him tightly as he cried on my shoulder.

Y/N:
"Shhh..." I whispered to him while running my fingers through his hair, "It's okay...I got you..."

George held me tight as his lip quivered, he kept his eyes shut.

Y/N:
"George...it wasn't your fault...none of this was your fault...the only person at fault is Mr. Jay...he was awful to all of us..."

GEORGE:
"I—I hate him..." His voice shook.

Y/N:
"Me too..." I whispered while clenching my jaw.

GEORGE:
"H—He didn't do anything to you, did he?" He tilted his head up, looking at me in sadness and in fear.

Y/N:
"No..." I shook my head while moving some hair out of his eyes, "He beat me up a little bit but...nothing too bad..."

He looked off to the side while clenching his jaw with a frown. Soon, George shook his head.

GEORGE:
"There's so much going on in my head..."

Y/N:
"I'm sorry..."

GEORGE:
"G—Graduation is tomorrow...yet I...I still feel like a kid..." His expression turned into a sad one as he met my eyes, "Wait...you make your decision tomorrow..."

I swallowed hard.

GEORGE:
"Do you know who it is...?" He asked nervously.

I huffed out a sad smile while glancing at his lips.