Beyond ONE Night

3~Nice while it lasted~3

TW: MENTIONS OF DEPRESSION

Bryce's POV:

I looked out at the plain fields of the Plane, covered with many people and their friends or lovers. My sister Stella was uncomfortable while the familiar Stone flirted with her. The sunlight blinded my eyes, because, after all, this was my first time seeing the sun after depressed isolation.
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Everyone was having fun or laughing and I was just standing there. I was waiting for nobody and nobody was waiting for me. That's the truth that hit me long ago. I was angry. Angry at life, myself, and many other people I've met. Nobody was going to carry me. I had to carry my own dead weight. It didn't matter if that was okay or not. I hated that. I hated how everyone had a good life but I didn't. I was a bad person yes but everyone was in their own ways. And I try to change but my life is so shit it's overwhelming. But no the people continue to have fun in this gloomy day. How can someone be so happy?

Stone came up to me.
Stop reminding yourself of that name.
Stone- The rock gave up on flirting with my sister and walked toward me with a seductive face. "Let's go to the apartment shall we-" The rock started to speak but I interrupted him. "We can't keep doing this. I can't do this to William. Please just leave me alone."
Stone had a fierce, attractive determination in his eyes.
"You can't keep acting like what happened after the Plane didn't exist. That I wasn't there to comfort you. That we didn't-" I knew Stone was right but I needed to forget about him, I had a husband (William) and a child that wasn't even William's. I needed to take sacrifices. I loved William and missed him, and I was stupid to make a child with the Stone.
"Stop, Stone. Just stop. I have a family to go to. My child's birthday is today. Leave our family alone. I can't ruin this. My opportunity to be happy. It was just ONE time. I don't know you, leave it at that." I began to walk away when Stone touched my shoulder. Stone then slapped me.
"You used me just like that? For your own comfort? I thought we had something special. And that is not your child that is ours." Stone marched off.

I was walking towards the apartments. I had to be sober for this. I looked through a crack in my apartment door and saw William playing with my child, with my child's gift, a toy train we afforded together. I was about to enter when I saw Stone huffing and puffing toward the room. I still had a bruise on my face. "What do you want?" I said bitterly to Stone. "Am I not aloud to see my child on his birthday?" Stone asked. "Why do YOU care. Your complaining how I "used you" but after that day you left. Didn't take care of the child. Piece of shit. Acting all goody 2-shoes after you bruised me." I ranted. Stone looked at me. At first with shock and guilt. Then with anger. "You and I know both well you are just as guilty as I am. Shut your mouth. I don't care about your family. Whether I am going to ruin it or not, that child is still mine." Stone raised his hand to slap me again but I pushed him. "I am going to figure it out. But be patient. Just leave." I whispered so I wouldn't get Williams attention. Stone was angry but he knew he wouldn't get past that door. He stormed off again. I sighed. I put on a little smirk before I walked in to see my family.

"Welcome home!" William said with a warm smile that made me feel guilt. The child. Oh he was strange indeed. He always played with dead insects. I know this sounds bad but he gave me a bad feeling, but I still loved him as my pride and joy so that didn't matter. I love his father more though. He was kind, and beautiful, everything a husband could ask for. I felt guilty. But I knew I had to make things right. The more I hid it the more worse it became. Plus, Stone and William didn't deserve what I'm doing to them. It was the adult thing to do.
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"William, I have something to confess." William looked at me with complete love and innocence which made me wince. "Let's talk outside."

With complete and absolute horror, William's jaw dropped every second of telling him my explanation. "Our child, it's not yours.. while you were gone, I.. did someone. I cannot express my sorry. I'm sorry William. You know I love you. I regret it." He formed tears in his eyes as he ran out of the building. Understandable, but god how I felt guilty. I wanted to beg him to come back. I regretted even telling him even though it was the right thing. I can't hurt anymore people. But how bad I felt about himself. Like the fact I had a shitty childhood didn't make it any better. Gosh dammit, how I wanted to drink all my sorrows away. But I couldn't play victim anymore. I knew that. I grabbed my suspiciously quiet kid and took him to the plane. I walked over to the rock being a whore and flirting with other people. "Take care of your kid. You better be grateful you fuck face. I'm going to find William." The rock didn't say anything and sat down, watching the child pull out dead insects and acting weird. The rock looked hesitant, like it was sudden. But he appreciated being in the presence of a family member.

I found my husband sitting behind a bush. His tears glittering against the sun made me feel guilty. He looked perfect, but sad. A graceful backpack. Whom I hurt. I needed to make this right. I loved him. I needed him.

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Hey readers! Sorry for the late chapter I broke my leg LMAO. Also dealing with some shit so having it a lil rough. But please be patient, I'll start to make longer chapters and the next one is coming out this week, and it'll be good 😈
Credits to Stone (aka GPS), William (aka Fan), and me🥱.