《Survival》 ▪︎Skephalo-DreamNotFound▪︎

~{Chapter 17}~

Clay

"Piece of shit," I mumbled to myself.

I ripped all of the papers off the walls and gathered them all off my desk. I opened my closet and threw them into the back.

I sat down on my chair, lowering my head.

There was a knock at my door. "Hey Clay? You in there?"

"Yeah," I said. I didn't bother to look up when they came inside.

"What was that all about?" Now that I could hear them clearly, it was Darryl.

"I.. like to write, and Nick ripped up one of my papers," I told him. "And it's a rule, no one comes in my room but me."

"What do you write about?"

"Anything really. What happened that day, people, just made up stories."

"Well something must of been important about that one then," He said.

I blushed. "Yeah."

"What was it about?"

I smiled and looked up, "Obvious, isn't it?"

"Of course, it was about George?"

"Yep," I said.

"Aww you write about him?" Darryl said giving me puppy eyes.

"Shut up," I laughed. "I'm guessing Nick had a very different reaction to rip it up."

"Oh right. Why would he do that?"

"I don't fucking know," I said.

"Language Clay!"

I groaned.

"How much did you write?"

"A lot. And it was all on that paper," I said.

"It's okay, I'm sure you can write more!"

"No it's not okay. You don't understand at all."

"Clay.."

"No! You cant understand how I feel right now," I stood up. "Its not like you love anybody."

"But I do, I love all of you!" He said.

"Right. Darryl, loves everyone and is just perfect."

"Well I didnt say that," He said backing up from me.

"You think you're so nice."

He backed into the wall. "I.. Clay no."

I looked down at him. I grabbed his chin forcefully, making him look up.

His face started to turn red. "Clay what are you doing."

"You're all too sensitive, it's a pity," I said.

"Darryl you said you'd be back in a couple minutes–" They cut off.

I quickly turned my head. It was George.

"Oh. Am I interrupting something?" George looked at me.

"It's– it's really not what it looks like," I said.

"No, it's fine, I have Nick," He said. He turned and left.

My eyes widened and I felt my heart shatter.

"Clay, I'm sure if I explain he'll understand–"

"No Darryl, stop. You're useless," I said and turned away.