"How's your leg sweetie?"Tiffany knocked on my door, coming to sit on my bed.
"It's getting better, I think I can go to school tomorrow."
"Honey, doctors order was three weeks, it was a deep scratch. Are you sure a skateboard accident did that?"
"Yeah, but it's almost three weeks."I begged
"Friday, you can go back. Then you'll be able to have fun the whole weekend."she patted my good leg, I scoffed laying back in my bed. She chuckled getting up closing my door.
A few seconds later, a soft knock came on my door, than someone pounded on the door making me jump, a quiet voice scolding someone.
"What?"I yelled
The door peaked open, Max's face poking through, and right above her head, Billy's appeared. I smiled at the two waving them in.
"Your mom said you were awake, she told us to come in."Max sat on the edge of my bed.
"We can leave if you want."Billy offered, hesitating to sit at my desk.
"No, no your fine. I could use some company other than my family or Steve."I laughed
"Steve?"Billy whispered
"Ugh, we brought you something. Billy where are they?"she turned back to her brother.
"Ugh, backseat of the car I think."he scratched his head, she sighed getting up, holding her hand out, he set the keys in her hand watching her storm out.
"You doing okay?"Billy looked back at me, I nodded glancing at my revealed leg.
"Yeah, it's closing up. No infections so far."I smiled
"It's gonna leave a knarly scar."he gave me a shit eating grin, I giggled interlocking my fingers.
"Billy was to cheap to buy some real ones, so we took some from my mom's garden."Max came back in with a bouquet of flowers in her hand.
"Thank you Max, they're beautiful."I took them from her with a thankful smile.
"Um, I helped too."Billy spoke up
"Yeah helped watch me."Max looked at him funny, Billy scoffed.
"Well, either way, I love them. Thank you both."
I smacked Billy when he stuck his tongue out at her, I dumped a half empty water bottle into the empty vase on my desk, neatly setting the flowers in.
"Is that Max I hear?"James ran into my room.
"No its Lucas."she smiled sarcastically at him.
The two ran to his rooms causing me to go to my door, "three inches!"
"We're not filthy teenagers like you two."he stuck his head our of his door, glaring at us than slamming his door shut.
"When are you coming back to school?"he jumped onto my bed, pulling my comforter over him.
"When you get the stick out of your ass."I grinned, laying next to him.
"I wonder who put it there."he smirked, making me playfully gag, knowing he was talking about Steve.
"So what's going on between you and Harrington, anyways?"
"Why? You jealous he's in my pants and not yours?"
"Oh very, I actually have a voodoo doll that looks just like you. I poke a pin in it every night during my ritual."he explained with his hands, making me laugh at him, "what's so funny?"
I just looked at him, than started shaking my hands around like he was a second ago.
"Shut up belly."he looked away, trying to hide his smile while hitting my arm
"Belly?"
"I don't know why, but everytime I hear your name I just automatically think belly."he looked back at me, once again explaining with his hands.
I just stared at him, than started laughing at him again.
"Stop laughing at me!"he whined, hitting my bed making me laugh even more.
"Is this you?"he leaned over, grabbing the frame of my night stand.
"Yeah, it's me Matt and my mom. Before she left."I smiled at the picture, my mom had both of us on her hips when we were three, we were all in the middle of laughing when my dad took the picture.
"My mom left too."he stated, setting the picture down.
"Oh."I said, furrowing my eyebrows.
"I used to live in California, with my parents, it was so good, until my dad snapped one day. Started hitting me and my mom, until one day, she couldn't take it anymore. Got up and left in the middle of the night. Promised she'd come back, never did. My dad almost immediately replaced her with Susan, leaving me with Max. And then we finally came here cause your dad offered mine a good job offer."
I was shocked he opened up so easily to me, I opened my mouth, closing it quickly, not knowing what to say.
"My mom just told me and Matt she was going to get some milk, haven't seen her since. I've hear rumors of her being spotted in town, but I don't they're true."I shrugged
He looked over at me, staring into my eyes.
"Y'know, someone told me before. Shared trauma brings people closer."he looked down at my hands, playing with the rings on my fingers.
"Does it?"I whispered, his eyes flickered back to mine.
We both started to lean in, that was until there was an adrupt knock on my door.
"Honey, dinner. Oh Billy, hello. If you'd like I can set out a spot for you and Max."Tiffany offered cracking my door open.
"That'd be lovely, Mrs Valeska."
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Touch Of Death
Fanfic"You understand me better than anyone in this town, Beatrice." "I want to. I really do, Billy, but I don't even know who you are anymore."
