Scrapes and Bruises Ch 18A month had passed, and Bill's parents were back home. Jorg had seen one of Tom's hats in Bill's room and had gotten furious about Bill having anyone over while he was gone. He gave his son a harsh beating as punishment, to teach him a lesson. For a week Bill had boot marks dug into his back and bruises on his sides. He wasn't allowed to see Tom anymore. The only time they could see each other was at school, and that was barely any time at all. But when he arrived at school the first thing he would do was look around for Tom and try to spend as much time with him as possible. He soon discovered, that if he wasn't with Tom, the little 'gang' of bullies would come around and harass him endlessly. Once Tom caught them in the act and kicked their 'leader' hard in the shins. He told Bill to start standing up for himself, and every day Bill told himself he would, but he never did. It was a hard thing for him to do, if he did it at home, he'd get a beating, so he thought if he did the same atScrapes and Bruises Ch 185 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Scrapes and Bruises Ch 19Tom sat in the chair next to Bill, nervously waiting for him to wake up. Thoughts flooded every inch of his mind. What just happened? What was he going to tell Bill? Bill's father was just arrested, he was unconscious during it, and Tom made a promise.Scrapes and Bruises Ch 195 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He rubbed his temples and closed his eyes. This was Bill he was talking about. Bill wouldn't get mad for this, would he? His father abused him daily, this was good for him.
He stared at Bill's chest steadily rising up and falling back down, and waited.
Bill's eyes started to open slowly, he couldn't see anything but a huge blur of pale colours, but he could faintly hear Tom's voice.
"Bill? Are you waking up?"
He blinked a few times to try to regain his vision to see where he was at, and what exactly happened. And why was his head throbbing?
He sat up and put his hand to his head, making a face of pain and confusion. This wasn't the best time for Tom to tell him, but he was going to find out sooner or later.
Scrapes and Bruises Ch 13Tom couldn't sleep. He had tried and failed and now it was nearly 5am. It wasn't exactly easy to sleep when you could hear someone else's breath right next to you. He rolled over and looked at Bill, who was fast asleep. Some of his hair, wavy from the shower, was in front of his eyes and his makeup was gone as well. Tom began to wonder why he didn't just stay like that, he looked fine without it. He didn't quite understand why he wore makeup in the first place, but Bill was odd and he left it at that. Bill also looked very sweet and innocent asleep, how could his father beat him like he did?Scrapes and Bruises Ch 136 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
He was starting to get butterflies in his stomach again, it was starting to piss him off. His body must think he's gay. He rolled back over and closed his eyes, ignoring the obvious flutter in his stomach.
He was just finally starting to drift off when he felt something warm drape across his stomach. Bill's arm, he somehow managed to get as close to Tom as possible and get his arm around Tom's wais
Scrapes and Bruises Ch 14Tom stood in front of Bill's house. The paint was chipped and the door looked old. He had only been there once before, but he didn't remember it looking so beat down and ragged. Bill confusedly stared at Tom. He had no idea what the other boy was looking at, but he ignored it. He creaked open the heavy wooden door and peered around.Scrapes and Bruises Ch 145 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"Anyone home?" he called throughout the house. He had to make sure, "Okay it's all clear." he declared with a feel of happiness in his voice.
Tom walked through the door and looked around. The house gave off a dreary feeling. He wondered how Bill could have lived in this house his whole life. It was smaller than his own house, but it seemed, simpler, less furnished. The house was pretty bare and only really had the essentials.
Bill looked happy, the house must have somehow been more depressing with his father there. He liked seeing Bill happy, it was a pleasant change from the normal shy Bill. He followed Bill as he seemingly skipped up the stair
Unexpected Ch 10"Bill? Bill wake up!" Tom tried to wake Bill, "I forgot to tell you we have to go to the park with Georg today!"Unexpected Ch 106 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tom poked Bills face until his eyes opened very slowly and he rolled over to his side.
"Bi-ill. Come on!"
"Guhh. Why?" Bill said, his eyes barely open.
"Georg volunteered us for some little sibling thing at the park today! I'm not sure why.. I think his mom assed him to do it..."
Bill got up and rummaged for clothes.
"Sibling...that's like a little brother right?"
Bill had never had a sibling, he always had wondered what it would be like. He continued to think about it while he looked through the bag of clothes he had gotten with Tom and found a red shirt and a pair of black pants. He quickly tried them on and asked Tom his opinion.
"How do I look?"
Tom looked Bill over, he looked radiant, as always.
"Great," he chuckled and looked at his own shirt, "and me?"
"Uhm. Baggy." Bill said with a smile.
Tom laughed because that was his style spot on.
"Are you ready? We r
Unexpected Ch 14Bill and Tom were at the park. It was fairly secluded, only a few little kids, and a few birds. The weather was warm, and the sun was shining bright in a clear sky. The air carried the scent of fresh cut grass. It was what seemed to be the perfect day.Unexpected Ch 146 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
They were on the swings. Tom didn't swing very high at all, while Bill was doing the opposite. Bill looked like he could swing over the top at any given second.
"You know," Bill said from 7 feet in the air, "it's the last day."
Tom jolted a little and his eyes widened.
"What?!" he exclaimed in disbelief, "No way!"
"Yeah. It is." Bill said calmly, still swinging.
Tom got out of his swing and walked in front of Bill's, far ahead enough not to be hit. He stared at Bill, until it started to creep him out. Bill stopped and got up.
"What?" Bill asked.
"How the fuck aren't you scared shitless right now?"
"I don't know. I guess, I just love you so much. And, I feel good not killing you."
Tom stared at him with wide eyes.
"How are you not scared