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Why was this happening?

It was twelve. Twelve, and I wasn't able to apologize to Mike. He just didn't want to listen.. I wanted to explain, and just stop this unnecessary tension.

I stood in the middle of kitchen, holding the glass cup in my hands, completely engrossed in my thoughts.

I felt a pair of warm arms rap and around my waist, and a deep groggy voice.

"Come back to bed darling.."

William spoke, his voice groggy and tired.

I wasn't even sure, if I wanted to be with William or to even love him anymore. I could just runaway, leave the town.. but I just couldn't.

I nodded and turned around, walking upstairs my cup in Hand. I looked towards micheal's door, it was cracked open: and I could see Clara talking to Micheal.

I caught micheal's gaze. His face said it all.. disappointment, disgust and hate. Why?

"Micheal—"

Before I could say anything he got up and closed the door. I sighed and walked into Williams room, sitting in my bed and taking a gulp of my water.

"Are you okay love?"

William sat on the bed next to me, leaning back.

"No, I'm not.."

My voice heightened as I turned to look at William. There were tears in my eyes, and I just couldn't comprehend what was wrong with me.

"Y/n.. do you want to hear about Elizabeth?"

—

Elizabeth...

She sounded precious. is that why William hated Micheal so much? It wasn't micheals fault the way I saw it.. it wasn't anyone's fault.

"It wasn't your fault or micheals, William."

I say, nuzzling my head into Williams chest as he raps his hands around me.

Clara had said that she was sleeping in micheals room, since he wasn't taking anything well. Every time I see his face, I feel regret and shame.. his face showed so much disappointment, and I just couldn't bare the guilt.

Yet, here I was..

"Love?"

"Hm?"

I hummed back in response.

William looked at me, up and down before catching my gaze. I felt he wanted to tell me something, but was he nervous, or just too pride full to say it?

"What?"

I answered again, staring at his beautiful blue eyes. The shade of purple I saw in them that day must have been an illusion right?

"Nothing.."

He said again, pulling me closer and hugging me tight. I was curious, but not curios enough..

I nuzzled my head into willams chest once more, trying to fall a sleep. I knew I couldn't for a while, but had to act like I was so William would go to sleep and won't stay up to talk me to sleep.

I tried to, but I was too engrossed in my thoughts...

———-THE NEXT DAY———-

Micheal sat away from me today.

He wouldn't even make eye contact with with me.. was I that wrong for not telling him? Even if I did.. it's not like he'd accept it.

I gulped, Looking down towards the floor in shame. I looked towards William who was sitting in his usual spot. Clara next to him, and Micheal next to Clara. They were all across from me.

I felt like an outsider, but I already was.. since from the start.

I couldn't hold it back anymore, the tears I had cried that night, they weren't nearly enough to make the elephant in the room regret coming in.

I began to cry. water collecting under my eye lid as I let out a sob. The hot tears rolled down my cheek as my lips trembled.. wha would it take? What would it take for him to forgive me? It wouldn't take tears.. it would take much more than that, only if he would hear me out.

"Micheal please, please just let me explain.. I can explain, I swear."

I fixed my posture wiping the tears that were still running down.

"Yes, I fell in love with William.. but you don't have to do this, please don't do this to me... Don't leave me, or else.. your sick father will make me go crazy! Please, he's a murder.. a psychopath. Micheal please don't leave me.. I don't want to be left alone with this child murder, I—"

"IF YOU SAY ANYTHING ELSE, y/n... I WILL KILL YOU."

William said standing up, he banged the table with his fist, glaring at me with so much anger.

I stood. doing the same, then yelling.

"I HAVE TO! Don't your understand William you need, help."

My voice cracked as I said it, all the words I said to William... I didn't know if I meant it or not.

Before I could say anything else, William pushed me down to the floor. stomping on me, and kicking me with his foot.

and again, all I could was cry. But what else could I do? My strength couldn't match up to Williams. And I couldn't do anything about it, Mabey he will kill me this time...

"Dad.."

Williams head furiously turned to face micheals. I looked at Micheal as well, tears running down as I cried and cried.

Terror, terror was all I could see on micheals face. Micheal subtly shakes his head, his lips trembling. William looked back at me and tilted his head. The anger on his face turned blank, before it turned to disgust.

Was he.. disgusted with him self?