~George's P.O.V~
~play music when I tell you :)~
I woke up to loud banging on the door, I was still holding tightly onto Clay.
"You don't think it was them, right?"
He whispered to me, I turned to him.
"I hope not"
I was scared and so was he, the banging continued for a bit until the door was rammed open. He quickly got up blocking me, It was Clay's father, I panicked.
"WHAT THE HELL CLAY! WHY WOULD'NT YOU OPEN THE DOOR!"
His father screamed, making him shake, grabbing ahold of me.
"We were busy"
I instantly stood up, protecting the boy. His eyes were filled with fear.
"I need your help outside. Are you coming or do I need to drag you and who the hell is this!"
He yelled again.
"I'm"
I started but I was interrupted.
"We are coming alright. Just give me a minute."
Clay spoke up.
"Alright but if you're not there"
He looked at Clay.
"We will be."
He answered quickly, we watched as he left, and Clay turned to me.
"We have to go, or he will literally kill us"
He frowned, He was scared, terrified even.
"But Clay?"
I was filled with worry.
"We will be okay, if we just listen to him"
He frowned.
I put on my new glasses and we went downstairs, and he led me outside.
"Welcome to my dad's place."
He frowned all the memories clearly coming back to him, I wanted to admire the world around me because it was so different to me because of the glasses but the situation made it hard to do so. His dad walked up to us with an axe in his hand.
"How good is whoever that is with an axe?"
His dad asked, we looked at each other.
"Good"
Clay quickly answered, not letting me respond.
"Alright he can chop down some wood while you help me put pieces together"
His father looked at Clay sternly.
"Alright"
I looked at him as his dad walked away, Clay turned to me.
~Play music now~
"What are you saying! That's a horrible idea!"
I panicked watching Clay closely.
"I know, but I know my dad. It's the only way I can assure your safety, you'll be far away from him"
He smiled shyly, trying to hide the pain in his voice. He did not want me to go.
"Will you be okay by yourself?"
I asked but I knew the answer.
"Yeah... I'll"
I instantly pulled him into a hug, He smiled to me sadly before going to his dad. Little did I know that this might be the last time I would see Clay for a long time, I watched as Clay walked away and instantly started crying. I wanted to run after him, but I knew it would only get us both hurt. I looked around being able to slightly admire the green all around me, but it did not last. I had work to do if I wanted to get out of this mess. I was not good at chopping down trees, but I had to learn did I not. I was chopping down wood until I was interrupted by a loud scream, I knew exactly who it was. I ran as fast as I could towards the sound. I found Clay on the ground breathing heavily, blood... He got cut.
"Clay!"
I rushed to him kneeling.
"George... Leave. please!"
He begged, looking up at me.
"No, I can't!"
I cried holding tightly onto him.
"He..."
He breathed in pain.
"He... he will kill you"
He pushed me away.
"Clay! I can't, I won't leave you!"
I cried begging him to let me stay.
"George..."
He struggled to speak trying to get up.
"Don't move"
I cried pushing him down.
"George... I"
He grunted in pain.
"What is it?"
I continued to cry; I could not stop.
"I love you... George."
I could not believe it, he liked me more than as a friend.
"I love you. too"
I cried picking him up, holding the pale boy. He smiled before growing silent.
"Clay!!"
I cried shaking the boy slightly.
"CLAY!!"
I yelled before a group of men in suits came up to me, I picked up the boy backing away from them. There was too many of them...
"Do not come any closer!"
I yelled cuddling the sick boy, I felt a sharp object at the back of my neck and soon realized it was a needle. I felt weird, I tried so hard to stay up, but I could not. I sat down still holding him, I knew what they gave me was a sedative. They knelt across from us.
"Give him to us George, we will take care of him."
I saw a man, he was kind of blurry. I knew it was one of the men in suits.
"No! Don't touch him!"
I pushed myself back, taking him with me.
"Come on George... Your about to fall asleep you have to give him to us"
Another spoke, they took no time before prying the sick boy out of my hands.
"No! Please!"
I begged, trying to get as far away from them as possible.
"I'm sorry"
They spoke finally able to get him out of my hands, I could not fight back I was so tired. All I could do was cry and beg for them not to take him.
"Clay no!"
I cried as I watched them take him away, I tried to get up, but I couldn't. I could only cry as he was taken away. He was gone... I tried everything to protect him, now he is gone. I could no longer keep myself awake the sedative were kicking in. There was nothing more I could do at this time, so I let it take me...
I woke up in my room, I knew it was my room. I did not want to get up there was no point, Clay was gone. I let them take him, I looked around finding my glasses on my desk next to me and instantly started crying. He was gone... he was gone... After crying for several hours, I called Darryl.
"What is it Muffin?"
He laughed but when he heard me sniffle, he instantly changed his mood.
"He's Gone... Clay is gone!"
I cried, hiding my face in my pillow.
"What do you mean he's gone?"
He was confused, he didn't know anything about the men in suits none of them did.
"They took him!"
I cried and I could not stop.
"Who took him George?"
He asked trying to understand.
"Men in suits!"
I screamed crying, I could not do this, I needed him...
"Omg... He was kidnapped?!"
Darryl freaked out finally understanding why I was so freaked.
"Yes... it's all my fault!"
Everything was falling apart right in front of me.
"It's not your fault George, there was nothing you could do."
I could hear the heartbreak in his voice, he did not like me like this.
"I had him! He was in my arms! They sedated me; I couldn't stop them!"
I cried.
"You did everything you could."
Darryl tried to calm me, but it was not working.
"No! We need to do something!"
I begged him, he had to know how to help Clay. I was too emotional to think right.
"I have a plan but I'm not sure if you or Clay will like it..."
I did not wait for him to explain before agreeing.
"Yes, whatever it is I don't care as long as we get Clay back!"
"We have to tell the fans. and do a face reveal."
I instantly froze, I did not like that idea whatsoever.
"What! We can't do that!"
"They can help us find him in any country... and they would be completely committed to doing it. We can get the Dream Team together and everyone, we can all come there and help you. You can't do it alone"
Darryl explained.
"You would be willing to get everyone together to find him?"
I smiled slightly.
"Yes, and so would anyone who ever enjoyed his content ever"
I knew he would never agree to this, what other choice did we have.
Darryl was right, it was our only option...