⚠️swear words, alcohol⚠️
Tegan sat on the couch and the door opened "Hey."
There was Clay slamming the door behind him with a box "I'm going back to South Wood, by tomorrow."
"What Clay, what are you talking about?"
1 hour before...
"Cause I do" Clay said.
Nick and Karl looked at the two "Karl let's go, I think they need their space."
Karl and Nick slowly walked away and the brunette looked at the blonde "What are you talking about?"
Clay refused to looked at the brunette, and he stood up and grabbed his jacket "I'm sorry George."
George immediately stood up and walked to Clay and he snatched the jacket out of Clays hands "No your not leaving until you tell me the truth."
"George you've met pretty much everybody, my mom, Tegan, Anna, everyone in South Wood" Clay said.
"Okay and their nice people, so what?" George said.
"George you don't understand."
"Then make me understand Clay" George said.
Clay grabbed the jacket and put it on and started to walk away "I'm sorry George."
"No!" George yelled as he blocked Clay, everyone in the whole workplace heard him "Your not leaving until you tell me why!"
"Because John Taken is my dad!" Clay yelled at George, and everyone heard, fuck.
George looked at Clay in shock "W-What?"
"My last name isn't Smith, I lied George!" Clay yelled "My names Clay Taken okay not Clay Smith, and I got raised by a murder!"
Clay realized how many people heard him, and he looked back at George "I quit."
"Clay" George said.
"I'm leaving, I let everyone down here so what's the point of staying" Clay said "Ill be here tomorrow to pack my things."
Clay then turned around and walked away, leaving George shocked. The blonde walked towards Nick.
"I'm sorry Nick, but my future can't be here" Clay said "It needs to be somewhere far away from here."
Clay then left, and Nick watched him leave "No, son, get back here!"
The blonde opened the exit in shame, what he needed was to be far away from the office. He walked all the way back to his house and he opened the door with his key. Tegan sat on couch watching the office, and the tv immediately turned off and she looked at Clay.
"Hey."
"I'm going back to South Wood, by tomorrow" Clay said.
"What Clay, what are you talking about?" Tegan stood up and what towards Clay.
"I told him" Clay said "I actually told the whole office."
"Tegan I'm not supposed to be here, I'm meant to stay at South Wood" Clay said "With people who knows my past."
She looked at Clay, she could tell he had a rough night. Tegan tugged Clay tightly "I'm so sorry."
"He's actually dead" Clay hugged her back, she nodded.
The blonde back away "I should start packing."
"I'll help you" Tegan said.
The next day...
Clay woke up and memories came flying through, about most of the house was packed. When he woke up from his bed he grabbed some clothes to wear, and he walked to the living room. He watched Tegan do the rest of the packing.
"Morning" Clay said.
"Hey, I was wondering when you'd wake up" Tegan said "Are you sure you don't want me to come with you to the office?"
"I'm sure Tegan, there's just something's I need to face on my own."
"Okay well when you come back the place will be packed, so take your time you made some friends there."
"Whoever thought I would be leaving them so soon" Clay said "I'll see you later, okay?"
"Okay" She patted on Clays elbow.
Clay then walked of the the house and closed the door behind him, and he walked to the office for the last time. Once he arrived he sighed and went inside. The blonde took the elevator to the his part of the office, and the elevator doors opened.
He walked through the hallway of desks and everyone stared at him, and he knew that. Clay saw George playing with some rubber bands as he sat in his chair. The blonde sighed went to his desk, the brunette notice his appearance. Clay pulled out a box from under his desk and he started to clear his whole desk. The blonde didn't bring a lot of things so it was easy to pack up. Once he was done he sealed the box and he he heard something.
"Your actually leaving" George said.
Clay sat the box on his desk, and he turned around. George was looking straight at him, the blonde grabbed his chair and dragged it towards George.
The blonde sat in the chair that was in front of George "I'm sorry George."
"I'm sorry for lying to you, but unfortunately this is goodbye."
"Goodbye, we're colleagues" George said "Clay, we're partners."
"But your the one and only George Davidson, you don't need a partner" Clay said.
"That may be true, but I was starting to like having one around" George said.
"Clay I don't care if your dad has a body count of millions, I care if your gonna stay or not."
"Well I'm not" Clay stood up "And that's final."
Clay lightly kissed George's cheek "Goodbye George."
Clay dragged the chair back to the other desk, and he picked up his name and he threw it in his trash. The name plate joined the crumbled papers and the blonde picked up his box. And he started to leave.
"This is stupid" George walked in front of Clay "Now go and unpack your things and get to work."
"George I'm leaving for good."
"But your not a quitter, Clay you don't quit" George said.
"Well there's a first time for everything isn't there?" Clay asked.
"What about the awards?" George asked.
"Your gonna walk onto that stage proud, and your gonna get that award for me" Clay said.
"But I want you be there with me."
"George your making this a lot harder" Clay said.
"Good cause your not leaving me" George said.
"Your George Davidson, you can do anything that's impossible in this world" Clay said "And in the end you'll still have a smile on your face."
"I should get going now" Clay said "Goodbye George."
Clay turned around and started to leave, this time George didn't stop him...
Once Clay left he looked at the big sign "Until next time Parkway Writing."
4 hours later...
For the past four hours George has done no work once so ever, it was like he was frozen. He took a glimpse of the desk not to him and it was completely empty.
The brunette stood up and he put on this jacket "This is ridiculous."
George walked out of office for the day and he ran straight to Clays house, this is ridiculous...
Once George arrived at Clays door he knocked on it like a maniac "Clay stop playing games, open the door!"
George noticed the door was opened so he twisted the handle, and he walked inside the place was spotless. Not a piece of furniture to be found.
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Clay was at the bar, drinking a shots of whiskey alone. He didn't return home just yet he kept the box under his seat.
"I had a feeling you would be here" Clay heard someone say.
Clay looked behind him and saw Tegan, she took a seat beside him "I finished packing, everything's in the car."
"Okay" Clay said as he fumbled around with the shot glass.
"So how did it go?" Tegan asked.
"Terribly, and I can say I made George feel like absolute shit" Clay said "But he's a strong person, he'll be okay."
"Are you sure you wanna leave?" Tegan asked.
"There's nothing for me here."
"Well let's get going, I'll drive" Tegan said.
"Okay."
Authors note: I have a feeling I made a lot of you guys cry during this...
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