Fat Girl In A Little Coat

Billy's Pov

How was my day? After all what she had just said to me and she is asking how my day was?!? And I thought my life was bad enough, with my parents that I HATE and a step sister that I hate as well. What do I say to all of this Sorry Mayflower, I hope that you feel better? Damn! I don't want to touch her, if I do, she'll break down again. I'm not good with girl crying other than breaking up with them or telling them it was a one night stand and that was it.

I guess I can give it my best. "I get it.. Sometimes I want to be somewhere else when my dad hurts me." Shit what else can I say.. "When I said I missed you, I truly didn't mean it in that way. I should have never said that." Slowly her tears came down to her shorts. "And you want to know about my day?" I sorta chuckled. "Not bad... Though I was wondering what was lunch about?"

Whipping her tears away. "I dunno also. I guess that I wanted you to stop talking to me, cause... cause I was tired of Tommy whispers about Johnathan and I."

"You weren't talking about me then?"

Shaking her head no. "Mr. Learner was making a speech. We have to think in class about if it was true or not. I don't like acting classes I used too but now it's just causes more stress."

If she is telling the truth or not I have to wonder what goes through that mind of hers. I lean back on the couch. "Is it okay if I stay for awhile until I fully see that you are okay?"

Tory didn't fight with me on that and I wouldn't have to be home with the people that I don't like. I turned off the music as I turned the tv on, She was so quiet so still. She is the first person that I ever talked to about my father. No judgement, so saying my life is worse than yours... I mean it is. It's like I want to say something to her, hug her. But that is not me. If I did any of that, it will show that I'm weak. I stayed for another hour, still wide awake, I thought after all that crying she would fall asleep. I would have.

"Tory?" I softly spoke. Turning her head to face me. "Feeling any better?" A slow nod. Good, I can leave to go home before dick head comes home. I hate leaving her here, a car pulls up. But not to her driveway.. Shit. "I'm gonna cut this short. I'll see you tomorrow." I got up, patted her head as I quickly headed off. All I hope is that she will be there tomorrow and not in a hospital. Shutting the door behind me as I jogged my way home.

My dad was in an okay mood, not enough to start a fight or shit. Tory's window I can see it from my room. Her light was on and then off again, I did hate leaving her there but Steve should be home. But he didn't get home until midnight, hopefully nothing happened or that she would rip him a new one or maybe not. Her light went back on, I see Steve opening up her window and putting a fan in it. Steve didn't even notice that I was even watching. They never do. He didn't look angry or looked like he was in a argument with Tory. So maybe nothing happened. At least she has someone to watch over her.

Next morning I see her coming out of the house look ill as ever. Not like a throw up kind, like she saw a ghost type. They drive away to god knows.... Wait why do I even fucking care?!?! Damn it Billy, we went through this. No love, just some type of hook ups and that is that. No people my age, I want older. Like a moms age. Arriving at school, no mayflower..... hmmm.. Why do I call her that? It just come out of my mouth like shitty words. Steve arrives without her. I was hoping that she would come, but Steve didn't to stay, he left in a hurry.

I hurried to see what was going on... She has a blanket over her head as Hopper clings to placed and arm around her. To many cops. Did Tommy's uncle get out? Or the one that hurt her the most? We locked eyes. Her eyes were cold as people moved in front of her. Taking her away, I wanted to follow her more. If I do that, people will think I have a soft spot for her.