Part 25: Me

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You squint, a bright light greets you as your eyes open.
You wince, looking down.
Bill.
His face drops when he notices you watching him clean your injuries.
"Where is it?" You remember.
You frantically turn around to look at the kitchen, the glass wasn't on the kitchen floor.
"Where were you, did you-" he covers your mouth.
You look at him, eyes slightly wide.
"Bill?" You ask, muffled.
"Just-" he sighs, he wasn't cutting off your air supply, simply just hovering the palm so you could breathe easily.
"You were going to find out at some point" he sighs, removing his hand slowly. He holds The top of your calf in one hand and with the other he holds the edge of the desk. "Bill?" You ask under your breath.
"That wasn't just some random being" he starts, licking his lower lip and then biting it. He sighs, parting his lips.
"please don't say-" you start, your heart drops.

He stands up, resting your calf against the desk gently. He folds his arms, shutting his eyes.
"It was me" he sighs, opening his eyes and looking at you. Your heart races, your stomach turns at this news.
"Wh-what?"
He rubs his eyes, holding the bridge of his nose.
"I completely understand if you decide we can no longer associate...take time to process this"

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