Beyond ONE Night

4~Until death we part~4

TW: GUN VIOLENCE, DROWNING, IMPLICATIONS OF CBAT

Stone's POV:
I saw Bryce run over to William. He was comforting the backpack, probably trying to explain his actions. Bryce was perfect, I knew it was wrong, but he was sympathetic and kind. He's a bitch..? Yeah, he is. He took advantage of me. So why can't I hate him? I didn't mean to break a family apart but, just look at the kid! He looked like me and Bryce, how could I ignore my own blood and flesh? The kid playfully played with the grass.
...
And the kid picked up a dead roach.
What the fuck. Gross ass kid.
So I tried making small talk with the child.
"So.. whats your name? I'm Stone, your father."
"You're not my dad."
That hit me like a boulder. You can see this is off to a great start. The sunlight made my skin itch, as if I wasn't nervous enough. This kid had a angry vibe around him. I wonder what's going on at home, to make him cold and hard. Maybe it was me, maybe I was the problem. Who knows. I mean, the only present father is William and Bryce is off drinking. I WANTED to believe Bryce was the bad guy. William, I didn't despise him necessarily. He was a good father and husband. I didn't feel anything toward him. Just, pity and guilt. He was a good guy, he didn't deserve any of it. But all of that didn't matter. Because that kid was mine. I can't believe that little shit took advantage of me. When I actually thought someone loved me, when my lonely depressed state was finally upholding, he abandoned me for his fake ass family. But the thing is, William was better than I could ever be. And that hurt. And seeing him run off to someone else made me have an empty hole inside my stomach. One that made my gut drop. You'd think I was a shitty whore, but when I knocked on his door that day, when I heard his sobs through the broken door, everything didn't matter, all that mattered was me and him, all alone, just the two of us, talking and drinking about cruel life was and it escalated. I did feel guilt, hurting that backpack, but that day we both felt a longing for someone. You'd think that the only person that bottle hurt was William. I felt angry at Bryce, but I also felt jealously, and love towards him. We love each-other. But it wasn't right, and I knew that. And I hated myself for being the bad guy in this situation. I knew that I was guilty, Bryce reminded me multiple times, but I still want to go back to that night, when we kissed.

Bryce and William were walking towards us, and even though William looked sorrowful and frustrated, he hid all of that in front of his so-called kid. He raised him after all. Bryce looked at William with guilt, which almost made me feel bad for Bryce, but he knew that it'd be smart not to push it.
...
I wondered why everyone was silent and my shoulder felt an increasing pain. Bryce looked scared to death and William had a defensive look to his face. The pain made me look over to my shoulder, which I noticed was bleeding. I winced in pain as I tried not to panic. A bleeding shoulder won't kill me. Right? At this point I started having a panic attack. I hyperventilated and covered my wound with my hand, trying not to look at my blood. I closed my eyes and waited for God to take me away. I shouldn't act like this in front of my child. I needed to protect it from whatever the threat was. I opened my eyes slowly as I saw a laying gun on the floor and a child following their parents... to the pool. It was a bit blurry, my vision, but I wiped my tears and just sat there. Watching the family ascend the ladder to the pool. Up.. up. And the child went down.. down.. however I did nothing to help. I just curled up into a ball and went into a deep deep slumber.

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I was awoken with faded voices. The pain instantly stung me when I saw a fan and some light sources. This is for sure not heaven. Why did this have to happen to me? I was just a normal guy.

"Where did he get the damn gun?.." A familiar attractive voice whispered.
"Be quiet, we'll discuss this in private. After that we'll never speak of him again.!The rock is waking up."
I'm guessing that was William. I finally awoken as I tried to sit up, but immediately laid down after I felt like a pound of weights was crushed into me.
"Take it easy Stone." Bryce said as he put ice on my bandaged shoulder. I flinched but remember that Bryce was the one healing me so I should be okay. I remembered this apartment, and felt betrayed as I was reminded that Bryce probably showed the same love to William as he did to me. He was playing with my feelings.