Her.

Forty One (Smut).

~Flashback~

William laid in bed with his leg in the air, supported by a machine, his family surrounding him in worry at his bruised up body. He was numbed by the drugs given to him, the feeling of that bat breaking over his body replaying over and over, tears streaming down his face, a black eye in one of them. He looked at his leg the disgusted by the sight of it, hurt that his girlfriend would do such a thing.

"I told you to never get involved with those dam, Whites." His father spoke angrily. "You had your career ahead of you, they're not even sure how it's going to heal." He slammed his fist against the bed. "Dammit, William how naive can you be? You know those type of animals are no good next to our names, yet you go off with one."

"Please, thats the least of our worries." His wife spoke. "I'm going to call a friend in law enforcement and get that trench arrested."

"No!" William exclaims making them both look at him in shock. "L-Let me talk to her, okay? I'm sure she had a reason."

"You're giving at witch some valid reason for doing this?" His fathers eyes went wide. "You know about how her family has dirty money, there no good people, yet you think she's a good person?"

"My baby...what has she done.." His mother spoke softly.

"I can't sit here and listen to this crazy talk, you knew how evil that family is, yet you get involved and almost murdered yet you want her to talk?" His father stood up rage growing. "William I raised you to be strong, not to fall under some juvenile delinquent." He sighs furrowing his brows. "You are forbid to see that sick girl, you understand me? Your mother is going to call her friend and once you're better, you'll tell them the details."

"I don't think that needs to be done." Harrys voice making the parents turn wide eye, his mother stepping back to press the 'help' button. "Now, do you really think thats a smart idea?" He smirks.

"You got some balls to come and be here." Williams father spoke angrily. "My only son almost died at the hands on your sick daughter, Harry. She's going to jail, no excuses."

"The Rivera's called me, I think we can work out something." Harry said as Haley pulled out photos of Willams parents making an embezzlement making the wife gasp.

"I knew you would be on this." His father spoke shaking his head defeated, not giving in at first until his wife gave a look, his father looked at William, "We'll be back, son." The four began to head out until William called for Harry.

"Yes, Will?"

"D-Did you bring, Faye?" He asked as Harry smirks motioning his hand from outside the room, small footsteps growing louder until Faye showed up still in the same clothes, Harry closes the door as Faye stood there looking at him. "Faye." He whispers.

Faye makes her way towards him, in her hand laid a few pieces of paper from the jar she broke staring at his leg support. A part of her felt bad for the over reaction, but he needed to know that she wasn't a weak person everyone tells her she is. "I can't let you think I'm easy to fuck over, Will."

"Faye, it was a simple mistake, we were flirting, I promise I'll never do it again." He softly grabs her hand. "I didn't think it would lead to this."

"Why are you so...submissive? I practically ruined your whole career...normally people with strong families sent out a hit man..." She furrowed her brows. "Don't you get that I killed your dream, Will? I...I don't understand."

"I...I wish I had an answer..." He begins. "It's not like I fear or hate you...I just feel....numb...I dunno Faye...I love you."

"You do?" Faye's face lit up with a grin seeing she did win.