𝐌𝐲 𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐁𝐨𝐲 - 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐳

Endless

*A week later*

I was walking to school alone today, I thought it was weird. I made my way inside and went to class. I begin to worry about Bill, wondering if he's sick and couldn't tell me or what if something terrible happened? What if I couldn't say goodbye. I hope he's not dead or sick, I can't go a day without him.

The bell rings and I really begin to worry, the last time he was late was when I met him. This was not good, unless he's just really late today. A few minutes pass by, and nothing. The door stays closed, no Bill walking into a quiet class, no kids snickering. I feel a heavy worry feeling on my shoulders. Class goes by quick, without Bill there it was weird. I run to find Tom when the bell rings. I finally find him talking to some bimbo.

"Tom! Where's you know who?!" We have code for this exact reason. His face drops. "They're at home sick, real sick." My heart drops, I was right. He's not okay. I decide I'm going to ditch school, my parents will never know. "I'm going to see them." I say, patting Tom on the back before leaving. He stops me.

"You can't ditch school, won't your parents be mad?" I turn back to him. "They're never home. I'll be fine." He lets me go and I rush out the front doors. I run up the street with all my stamina not giving up. I'm so close to his house a few minutes later but I am so tired I can't run. I walk up to his house, catching my breath. I approach his door, it's open.

I go in, not a soul around. The house is quiet and still. I begin to worry, I rush up to his room. He's in his bed, shivering. His face is very pale, and this is the first time I've ever seen him without makeup. Aside his unsual skin tone, he was drop dead gorgeous. He doesn't even open his eyes to the sound of my footsteps, I begin to worry a ton.

Setting my bag down on the floor, I walk to him, placing my hand gently on his shoulder. He looks up to me, weakly. His eyes are red and puffy as if he'd been crying. I feel so bad for him, I speak softly so I don't scare him in any way. "Hi Billy, are you alright? Can I stay here with you?" His eyes open more.

"Why aren't you in school?" He asks me, sounding concerned. "Sweetheart, I don't give one shit about school, you're way more important." He giggles. "I know but you can't skip school just for me." I smile proudly, feeling his spirits lift with my smile. "I already did." He snickers a bit, my soul lightens up with his smile. "You should have stayed in school."

I kneel down to him, holding his face. It's warm, he holds my hand to his face. "I love you and I'm going to care more about you than stupid school." He smiles warmly, pulling away. I sat with him for a few hours, we talked and laughed. I fed him some soup, he ate it like a baby. He was afraid to kiss me because he didn't want to get me sick. I told him it was okay but he didn't do anything for my safety.

He was very sick and I felt terrible for him but now it was 7 PM and I had to be home. I got up from next to Bill, who had carefully sat up to sit next to me a while ago. "I have to go now Bill, my parents will me mad if I'm home late." He frowns, sorrow in his raspy voice. "Okay." He was short and sad about it. I hold his face, turning him to look at me.

"Don't be that way Bill, I'll see you tomorrow at 8 AM." His face lifts but then drops. "Won't you get in trouble for school?" I shake my head. "No, not if I lie to them." His worry disappears. "Okay then, I love you Lena." He says as I pick up my bag from the floor. I turn to look at him, his sick face is still cute even when he's not well. "I love you too Bill."

I walk out the door and go home, Tom still wasn't there. I wonder where he was, but just as I was walking home he was walking up. He stops me. "You stayed here all day?" His face is worried yet happy. I nod. "Of course." He gives me a certain look that I can't identify. "But Lena he's not even able to do anything, why'd you stay so late?"