Georges eyes start to awaken from the sound of the birds chirping. George let's off a slight moan as he stretches his legs "Mmmm". Clay was laying down to Georges left. "Get up you fucker" George says as he settles back to his normal self.

"W-What...?"

"I said get up and out of my bed"

"Dude it's so early"

"Get up."

"I literally am. Are you blind or something??"

"No but I'm colorblind" George says as he chuckles.

"So funny George. So funny" Clay rolls his eyes at Georges stupidity.

"Wait Clay...last night you said you had to stay somewhere anyways...what did you mean? Like why couldn't you just go home...?" George says as Clay lowers his head. "Right...well the cops told me I couldn't go home..." Clay says as he starts to circle his fingers around each other in a attempt to dim out his surroundings. "What?? The cops? What do you mean??" Clay looks up listening to the confusion in Georges voice grow.

"It's a lot...I don't think you would want to listen debating on the fact we could really care less about each other." Clay says...he wasn't lying though. "Okay yeah true, but I'm nosy and wanna know why you talked to the cops."

"I...my mom."

"Continue...?"

"She shot herself."

"Wait what!?!? Are you being serious??"

"Yes George! Why the fuck would I just lie about that??"

"Fuck Clay...I'm so so sorry...Wait. Clay...? Where are you going to live...?"

"What do you me- oh..."

"Yeah..."

George stands up as he walks over to Clay "Do you have any family around here?" Clay brings his glance from his hands to Georges eyes. "No...no I don't..." Clay immediately brings his eyes back down to his hands. "Well then I guess your just gonna have to go into a foster home." George says as he sighs and walks to the kitchen. Clay ignores what George just said as he follows him into the kitchen.

"Whatcha making Geo-"

"Nothing for you"

"Oh...okay well do you have cereal...?"

"Who the fuck doesn't have cereal Clay? Over there dumbass."

"Yep. There's your normal self."

"Am I just supposed to be nice to you?? You told me to kill myself okay. You pointed to the top of the school roof. You said...you fucking said...your worthless...you don't matter...just do it Georgie...who's gonna care...nobody...nobody Georgie! What do you wanna hug or something??" George brought everything back up from that dreadful memory that had replayed in his nightmare last night. "George I-"

"No Clay. Eat your cereal and get the fuck out. Don't ever expect to come over again."

"George we have a project."

"Fuck it Clay okay?? I think if we tell the teacher everything that has happened to us the past few days she won't even bother to argue with us."

"Okay George. I'll see you in class tomorrow."

"K"

Just like that Clay left. This was just there usual arguments. I mean they've never really brought up the suicide part.

"Honey!! I'm home!" George perks up as he hears his mom. "Welcome home mom" George says with a smile on his face. "How was your day sweetie!!" Georges mom was stupidly nice. She helped George through all of Clay's stupid acts. She wasn't mad when both of them got paired up but she told George to tell her if anything happened. She wasn't messing around when it came to people messing with her boy.

"My day hasn't been to bad." Georges eyes open wide as he sees his mom eyes lower to his broken arm. "GEORGE!?! WHAT HAPPENED OMG" Georges mom freaks out, she had no idea anything had happened. "Oh...It's nothing mom I promise." George knew it was something. If he had to tell his mom he wouldn't tell her it was Clay's mom who did it.

"George. Look at me. Do I look stupid? No George I don't. Please tell me what happened to you...Oh my god...George your whole body...your chest. Please tell me what happened." His moms eyes flow with worry as she sees all the cuts and bruises on Georges body that she had been completely blind to when she first arrived.

"I...got in a car crash..." George embraces himself for the emotions his mom is about to show. "George...you got h-hit by-by a c-car...?" Georges mom eyes start to water as she pictures what she thinks happened. "Yeah...my eyes went really blurry and I didn't see the red light." The last thing he's going to say is they went blurry because he was crying over something Clay had said to him. "Oh my god...baby come here...I'm here for you...were going to take this slow okay? Your going to heal from this." Georges mom smiles at him. Not that happy smile, the smile of worry but happy knowing there okay.

"Okay mom. Can we get ice cream?" George hasn't asked for ice cream since he was a kid. He's 17, and asking for ice cream? What the fuck. "Oh! Yeah honey of course! I'll get the car started!" Georges mom lets off her normal happy smile.

George slowly gets up as he runs to his room to put on a pair of slip on vans. He had just gotten them 2 days ago. George comes out of the door with his mom already in the car. "You ready!" Georges mom had gotten really excited being able to spend some quality time with her son. "Yeah I'm ready...are you getting anything mom?" George finally smiles a real one for the first time today. It felt good. "Hmmm yeah! I'm going to get my usual. Which you probably don't remember since it's been yea-" She was cut off by George. "Chocolate ice cream with shreds of bananas and nuts." George says as he lets off a little chuckle. "Oh my...I didn't think you would remember!"

"Of course mom."

"Were here George!"

They had finally arrived at the ice cream shop where they went in and grabbed there ice cream

"Maybe I should just go home...they should be done by then right? Yeah they have to be" Clay says as he turns around and heads back to his house.

Clay turns his radio on to distract himself from the thought of where he is going to live.

[Play if the world was ending]

I was distracted and in traffic...I didn't feel itWhen the earthquake happened...But it really got me thinkin'...Were you out drinkin'

Clay looks out the window as the trees and street lights pass by. Clay had rolled the windows down. The cool breeze felt amazing on his face with his messy hair flowing in the back.

I know you know we know you weren't down for forever and it's fine

Clays eyes start to water as he begins singing along. Screaming along to be exact.

"BUT IF THE WORLD WAS ENDING YOU'D COME OVER RIGHT, YOU'D COME OVER AND YOU'D STAY THE NIGHT, WOULD YOU LOVE ME FOR THE HELL OF IT, ALL OUR FEARS WOULD BE IRRELEVANT!" Clay gasp for air. He needed to let that out. He was in pain. Mentally and physically.

[stop music]

Clay had finally arrived at his house. "Well cops are gone. Should be okay to come back." Clay goes to the door as it's unlocked and he steps in.

"Oh hello Clay..."

"M-Mom...fuc-" Once again Clay was cut off.