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3rd POV
On the way to the Luminous studio, Georgie and Fenley made a stop at Fenley's house. Fenley could sense that something was wrong and hoped that Georgie would open up to her.
But instead, they ended up stripping off their clothes and acting like animals. They did it multiple times, in various rooms and places inside Fenley's house.
Georgie let everything out on Fenley and dominated her like a young master from a Chinese webnovel.
He overpowered Fenley completely and did whatever he wanted to her. Even when Fenley begged him to stop, Georgie didn't listen.
"Ahh… ahh… Georgie…" Fenley moaned into his kiss, realizing Georgie had no intention of stopping. "Hmmm… What happened, honey… ahh…" she whispered, trying to get through to him.
"Ugh…" Georgie groaned, holding her tightly, pressing deeper, gripping her neck as he reached his climax inside her.
Fenley couldn't speak anymore—she just screamed, moaned with pleasure, even as Georgie's hand tightened around her throat. The euphoria overwhelmed her senses.
"Hah… hah… hah…" Georgie breathed heavily against her chest, releasing his grip on her neck.
This time, he finally stopped and let Fenley rest for a moment.
He noticed her body still trembling, still caught in the aftershocks of pleasure he had given her.
Georgie sighed and pulled himself out of her. The mess he had made was dripping from Fenley's, having released inside her multiple times without a second thought, pouring everything into her without any concern for consequences.
Without saying a word, Georgie stood up and walked naked to the kitchen to get some water for both of them.
He also grabbed some pills for Fenley to take—just in case their actions led to something more serious.
When Georgie returned, he saw Fenley already leaning back, watching him with a frown.
"What happened, honey?" Fenley asked. Georgie could see the red marks around her neck. "You can talk to me, Georgie." She took the pills and water he brought.
Fenley swallowed the pill and took a sip of water, waiting patiently for Georgie to say something.
Their relationship was complicated. Georgie had promised himself he wouldn't be involved with anyone else but Veronica… yet he couldn't stay away from Fenley.
He was frustrated with himself, but he couldn't deny that part of him always came back to Fenley and released everything onto her for whatever his heart desire.
Georgie sighed and sat beside her. He looked at her neck again and kissed it. "I'm sorry... Did it hurt a lot?" he asked after pressing a kiss on her skin.
Fenley gave him a glare. "What do you think?!" she snorted.
But no matter how rough Georgie got, she never stopped him. She always let him do whatever he wanted.
Georgie chuckled and hugged her tightly. They both lay down, with Fenley resting on his chest.
She stared at him, waiting as Georgie seemed lost in thought.
"Something happened at home…" Georgie finally said, running his fingers through her hair.
Georgie told her everything, even what happened earlier with Veronica. Fenley listened without interrupting.
He exhaled and looked at her face, which still held a soft smile. "What do you think?" he asked.
Fenley let out a breath. "Honestly? It's good for you," she said.
Georgie's brows furrowed slightly at her response, but before he could say anything, Fenley stopped him.
"Not only you need a therapist or psychologist, It's really good for your mental health. Everyone needs help sometimes."
"I don't need that," Georgie said firmly. "I know my own body. I know when I need help."
Fenley looked into his eyes and gently touched his cheek. "I'm not saying you're weak. I'm just saying… everyone needs help sometimes. Accepting help doesn't make you any less of a man."
Georgie stayed silent for a moment, then replied, "I know. But right now, I don't think I need it."
"Georgie…" Fenley whispered, "You won't realize it now… but one day, when everything crashes down, you will."
She looked at him with concern. "Honestly? I agree with your parents. You're slowly breaking down, and you won't even notice it. But the people who love you know it."
Georgie didn't answer. He turned his gaze away.
"You're using me to release all your emotions." Fenley said with a small smile.
Georgie looked guilty. He turned to her, worry on his face.
"Don't worry," Fenley continued, hugging him. "You're still young… still a dumb dumb."
"I'm sorry…" Georgie said, hugging her tighter. "…I thought you liked it," he added, teasing.
Fenley smacked his chest lightly as Georgie giggled. "...I'll think about it," Georgie said and kissed her forehead.
"Hm." Fenley hummed and closed her eyes, feeling Georgie's warmth.
"Rosie knows about us," she suddenly said, dropping a bomb on Georgie.
"..." Georgie's lips trembled at the words. He looked at Fenley, who still had her eyes closed and smiled like it wasn't a big deal.
"Why does everyone have to know about this kind of thing?!" Georgie exclaimed in frustration, rubbing his forehead.
Fenley opened her eyes and looked confused before realise what he said, "Ah, you mean… you and Veronica, huh?" she said, finally understanding.
Georgie nodded awkwardly, watching her expression to see if she was mad.
"Me or her? Who's better in bed?" Fenley asked seriously.
"..." Georgie was speechless, but Fenley just shrugged.
"What? You guys do the same thing! Always asking, 'How was it?', 'Was it better than your ex?', Ugh, men are such idiots." Fenley grumbled.
"…I didn't have to ask anything when you were screaming and soaking wet with me." Georgie grinned, squeezing her ass.
Fenley hit him again, blushing. "Don't change the subject! Tell me!"
Georgie laughed and leaned in close, whispering something in her ear.
Whatever he said made Fenley blush even more. Her body trembled slightly.
Georgie watched her with a teasing smirk, raising his eyebrows up and down.
"...Alright, let's go…" Fenley said, pulling him by the arm. "This is the last time, alright?! We have to go to the studio after this!" she said as Georgie laughed at her behavior.
Fenley lowered her head and led Georgie to the bathroom without another word.
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Third Person POV
"We're home!" George's voice echoed through the house as he made a beeline for the kitchen, heading straight for his favorite drink. With Georgie out of the house, and no one around to stop him, he was just about to indulge—until a small voice cut through his moment.
"You're not supposed to be drinking that right now."
Sheldon stood there, eyes fixed on the beer bottle in George's hand.
"If you drink that now, then you can't have one tonight." Sheldon declared, completely serious.
George pouted at him, then glanced at Veronica, who silently passed them both without a word and headed straight into Georgie's room.
"What's wrong with her?" George asked, frowning and looking at Sheldon for an answer.
Sheldon didn't break eye contact. "You opened the beer," he said flatly, "I'm telling Brother."
Trying to ignore him, George took a sip anyway and walked off in search of Mary.
Meanwhile, Missy appeared beside Sheldon. "Where's Brother?" she asked, noticing Georgie wasn't with them.
"He went to the studio to practice. He probably won't be back for a while," Sheldon replied, a hint of annoyance in his tone. "I can't believe he just left like that! He didn't even check the test results!" he grumbled.
Missy's eyes widened. She ran toward Georgie's room. "V!" she shouted.
Sheldon watched her go, then shrugged and made his way to the garage to play with his train set.
Earlier that day, George had told both Veronica and Sheldon that Georgie was going to the studio to rehearse with his band. Sheldon understood—after all, even with an eidetic memory, he still had to study. Knowledge didn't just appear out of nowhere.
Likewise, Georgie needed to practice with others to perfect his performance. It all made sense. But still, Georgie hadn't said a word to Sheldon before leaving, and that left a sting.
Inside Georgie's room, Veronica was folding his clothes when she heard Missy call out. She turned to see the girl standing at the door. "V?" Veronica asked, confused.
Missy nodded. "Yeah. Veronica's too long."
Then, remembering why she came in, she raised her voice again. "Why did Georgie leave?!"
Veronica nodded at the nickname with a small smile, but her expression soured at the mention of Georgie's name.
"I know, right?! He didn't even say goodbye to me," she muttered, though deep down, she knew he was still upset with her. That scared her a little. She wanted to talk to him, to make things right—but he had disappeared into his studio without a trace.
Missy and Veronica sat down, venting about Georgie's sudden departure before their conversation drifted into gossip. At one point, Missy begged Veronica to take her to see Georgie perform, but Veronica refused.
In another part of the house, George found Mary in their bedroom.
"What happened?" Mary asked, confused by George's awkward expression.
"Georgie's mad at us," George said, voice trembling. He took another swig of beer, trying to mask his discomfort, but Mary noticed and sighed.
"Us? Maybe just you. He could never stay mad at his mommy," she said jokingly, though George could tell she was hurting too.
"What about Veronica?" she asked next. She had hoped Veronica might be able to talk Georgie down.
George shook his head. "Same." He said before the two of them left their room and walked to Georgie's.
There, they found Veronica and Missy talking. "Veronica," Mary called softly, and the girl instantly knew they wanted to talk about Georgie.
Missy looked up at all of them. "What? What's going on?" she asked, puzzled.
Mary and George exchanged a glance, silently agreeing to let her in on the situation. George nodded, and they told Missy everything.
"Oh," Missy said simply when they finished, nodding in understanding.
The adults waited, expecting more.
Missy furrowed her brows. "What? You want my opinion?" she asked, bewildered.
Mary and George were slightly annoyed, but Veronica chuckled.
"Come on, you're his favorite person in the whole world!" Veronica said teasingly.
"Yeah," Missy shrugged like it was common knowledge, "It's not even a big deal, That's just how it is."
Veronica snorted at her smug little expression.
"Well... do you remember the last time you didn't believe in Georgie?" Missy asked, looking at Mary, whose face darkened at the memory. "And now Mom's doing it again," Missy added, shaking her head.
George let out a sigh, but Mary stood her ground. "I'm sorry for not being sorry! This is for Georgie's own good," she snapped, frustrated by the feeling that everyone was blaming her.
Missy simply shrugged, "Okay," she replied as if she accepted it—at least on the surface.
"Did we push him too far?" Veronica asked timidly. She'd heard about what happened with Pastor Jeff, and this time, she was part of the story.
"No," Missy said calmly. "I'm not saying what Mom did was wrong." she added, glancing at Mary, who was still upset, and George, who was now rubbing his temples.
"Then what are you saying? Get to the point!" George demanded.
"What's going on?" came Sheldon's voice from behind. He entered Georgie's room after noticing the entire family was gathered there.
"Hmm. It's cleaner than usual in here," he remarked, scanning the room. "But I could make it spotless. There's still dust in the corners."
Missy snorted, Mary gave an awkward smile, George rubbed the back of his neck, and Veronica giggled.
"What are you doing here, kid?" Missy asked with a smirk.
"First of all, I know a lot of things adults don't. And second, I came because you're all here, and last, you are a kid yourself!." Sheldon answered. "So? What's going on?"
Mary explained everything to him and now looking at him for some kind of answer because he is Georgie favorite too.
"I don't know," Sheldon said slowly. "But didn't he say we should always help each other?" he asked, genuinely confused.
Missy rolled her eyes. "That's exactly what I was going to say, dummy."
Mary and George exchanged glances. They had assumed Sheldon and Missy were the reason behind Georgie's emotional state.
But they didn't say it out loud.
They still hadn't told the kids why they wanted Georgie to see a psychologist in the first place.
Veronica turned to them too, "So? Me and Veronica will go try to talk to Georgie," Missy said, smiling sweetly at George. "You can come too, Daddy."
"Not a million chance Young Lady!." Mary answered sharply before George could even consider it.