vc7 - dreamwastaken

chapter seventeen.

! real life !

gia woke up very early that next morning, it was like when she was sleeping without clay there wasn't much point in sleeping.

he felt the same.

not only did she have a killer stomachache, she was lonely, she always was without him.

she rolled over on the bed, grabbing her phone and clicking on instagram, ignoring the sickness, scrolling through everything, then on twitter,

for once, she wasn't everywhere, and for that she was thankful.

she clicked on her imessage, sending a text to clay,

g 💚💚
hey c i'm sicky

clay <3<3
same 😐

can i come over?

g 💚💚
u don't have to
ask???

clay <3 <3
shut up ily
i'm coming over

g 💚💚
ok : ) i luv u too

clay arrived at his girlfriends house shortly after, four cans of soup in his hands, two for lunch, two for dinner.

"g? where u at?" clay spoke as he set the cans down, opening up the bedroom door and seeing her laying in bed,

she pulled the side of the blanket open, motioning for him to lay down, "if we have covid i'm killing george."

clay laughed, "we don't have covid."

"i'm just saying if we-"

"gia, baby, we are just sick." he spoke, pulling out his phone and snapping a picture of her,

she groaned, "why do you always do that?"

"so i have something to remember you with!" he spoke,

she furrowed her eyebrows, "what do you mean remember me with?"

the girl sat up as he spoke, "well i'm just saying if we ever do break-" clay stopped himself as soon as he started, "okay, i didn't mean it like that-"

gia got out of the bed standing in the middle of her room with her arms crossed, "oh, come on g! you know i didn't mean it like that! get back in bed?"

gia gave him a look, "don't 'g!' me! why would you even say that?"

clay sat up as well, his feet on the floor, "what do you even mean? i was just talking! it's not like i actually think that!"

"if you didn't think it then why would you even say it?" she asked him, the girl somewhat thought this argument was stupid, but she was tired and sick and taking out her anger on clay wasn't truly on purpose, "but really, why would he say that?" she thought to herself as he began speaking again,

clay stood up, throwing his arms up, "are you seriously arguing with me about this, gia?" his voice boomed inside the small apartment,

"yes! we are arguing about it because i don't understand why you are saying shit like that!" she yelled back at him, before clay stormed out of the room, gia following behind,

"what are you doing?" she asked him,

"i don't know! god, gia! you just got mad at me over saying a fucking word!" he spoke,

"well what do you expect me to say? what's the point of this if you think we are going to break up, clay?!" she screamed at him,

"i don't think we're going to fucking break up, gia!" the boy yelled, throwing his phone down on the couch and putting his head into his hands, "i don't know why you're mad about this!"

"clay, you obviously think that because why would you even say that you take pictures of me to remember 'if' we break up!" she spoke, clay walking over to her and putting his hand on her shoulder, "don't fucking touch me!" she took a step back, "answer the question."

you could see the hurt in the boys green eyes when the girl pushed his arm off, "i don't know! okay? i don't know why i said it!"

"then i'm right? you do have doubts about us." she spoke,

clay only stood there, defeated, before gia spoke again, "okay. fine. i think you should leave."

"g, i'm not just gonna leave you here like this when you're obviously upset-" he spoke, before being cut off,

"i said leave, clay!" she yelled, tears streaming down her face,

the boy let out a shaky breath, putting his shoes on and walking out the door, and though he was upset, he still locked it from outside, just too keep the girl safe.

when the boy got into his care he slammed his hands onto the steering wheel, "fuck!" he yelled out, before leaning his head back on the seat and letting the angry tears fall,

gia was about the same way, slamming her bedroom door as she threw herself into her bed, molly jumping to lay down with the crying girl,

"molly, my love. i messed up didn't i?" she spoke to her cat, sniffling,

the cat only rubbed her face into her humans side, purring as she fell asleep.

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love you all. i hope you are staying safe and happy. reach out if u need it.

x
elorie