Alone; that's something George never thought he would be.

you and George had gotten into an argument not too long ago. about some petty, something both of you could've easily forgotten about together. but no, he was alone. and he was sure you were as well.

he was sat in this abandoned house you two found together, only a small bike ride and both of you were in your own private heaven from the rest of your shared troubles. he found safety in your company, even if it meant trespassing in houses he never thought he'd explore. none of your other friends knew of this place, your friendship meant so much to both of you. something more than just 'friends'. like soulmates. or so he thought.

George kept his hands together in his lap, he didn't even want to relax or explore. he only came to remember your soft face, to recall all the brightest memories he had with the one he adored most. choking back his tears, his hands started to shake. but suddenly...

SNAP! a twig snapped behind him. despite not being religious, he prayed to the higher gods that it was just a bird and not some homeless man, wanting to sleep there for a few nights. he was never that brave, at least not without you.