Chapter 14

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♡Clay pov♡

I was sitting in class anxiously waiting for George to walk in. I watched the door and finally saw him.

There's something wrong.

He was wearing sweatpants and a sweatshirt. His eye was black and swollen shut. His lip was swollen and split. Instead of sitting with his friends, he sat in a corner by himself. He crossed his arms and leaned his head on the wall, shutting his other eye.

"Fucking Miguel." I muttered.

Karl seemed mad as well.

Class soon ended, and George was clearly asleep. Karl went to wake him up but was stopped by the professor.

"Hey, you two leave." The professor demanded.

"Why?" I asked.

"I need to speak with them alone." The professor stated.

Karl seemed confused but not scared. Sapnap and I left the classroom.

♡George pov♡

I slowly opened my eyes and yawned. I was still in the classroom. The professors office door was shut. I stood up, determined to leave. I went down the steps until I heard a noise from the office.

Crying.

I paused and listened.

Fuck. I can't let someone go through what I did.

I walked over and opened the office door. The professor had Karl pinned against the wall. His hands were down Karl's pants. Karl was crying.

"Leave him alone." I demanded.

The professor turned around, clearly very startled. Karl seemed frozen in fear. The professor removed his hands from Karl's body.

"This is your fault. You weren't giving me what I wanted. It's been a week, George." He said angrily.

"I'll give you what you want right now if you let him go." I said.

Karl was shaking horribly as sobs escaped his throat, and tears ran down his face.

I never ever wanted Karl to have to experience how men really behave. He isn't used to this. It isn't right. It has to be me. It's always been me. He doesn't deserve this. He's an innocent, sweet virgin. He's good.

"Fine. Go." The professor muttered.

Karl was frozen.

"Karl, honey. Come here." I said softly.

He glanced at the professor then at me. He slowly walked over to me. I guided his shaky body out of the office. I placed my hands on his shoulders.

"Go home. You don't have to do anything with him. Go home to Sapnap. You're gonna be okay." I told him.

More tears ran down his face, and he slowly nodded.

He's in shock.

He walked away and out of the classroom. I went back into the office and shut the door.

"What the fuck is wrong with you!?" I yelled.

I shoved him hard.

"I'll fucking kill you!" I screamed.

I began to hit him, but he grabbed my wrists and slammed me against the wall. I felt tears running down my face.

Why am I crying?

"You fucking asshole." I sobbed.

He let go of my wrists, and I sobbed into my hands.

"He's my best friend. Why would you do that to him?" I cried quietly.

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