Margo (Sequel To B)

an understanding

Margos POV

Billy and I were still enjoying are time here at school before we go anywhere else.
"I almost forgot to tell you look." Billy says and shows me his arm. There's nothing on it which confuses me.
"You have no scars here." He added on and I was intrigued.
"Really?" I ask him. He must've tried to show me the old burn marks his dad used to give him from cigarette butts. I take my long sleeve shirt off and rush into the girls bathroom. I look down at my side in the mirror. No bite marks and no circled scar.
"Oh my gosh!" I say and jump into Billy's arm. No more proof of the bad memories. Of the worst part of my past. My expression slowly fades. I stare at Billy as I think.
"What's wrong doll?" Billy asks me making me smirk.
"I'm just worried about Max." I answered him. I gazed down at my fingers and messed with my nails. Billy snuck his finger under my chin and rose my gaze up to him. I couldn't help but smirk at his actions. This is all I ever wanted. I've missed him too much.
"I worry about her too. We just can't do anything, but wait until she wakes up." He says.
"If, she wakes up." I reply.
"When, she wakes up." Billy corrects me.
"Since when did you become so positive?" I asked Billy with a sweet smile.
"When I died." He answered me and my smile dropped. The sad thing is that he isn't lying or joking. I tear dropped from my eye. I didn't expect it so it made me feel ashamed. Billy quickly wiped it away and held me close. I held him tightly. I know he was there when I cried for him after he passed. I cried myself to sleep begging to see him again. And here I am, sobbing in his embrace.
"God I missed you." I tell Billy.
"Do you want to talk about when you were flayed?" I ask Billy. I wasn't sure if it was such a sore subject but I really wanted to hear it all from him.
"I've been waiting to talk to you about it but I wasn't sure when." He responds, I look up and smile at him.
"I'd like you to if that's okay." I reply and he nods.
"Let's go somewhere else." Billy says and takes his hand out. I peer down at his palm and take it. We close our eyes and when I open them I find myself at Billy's grave yard. Billy sits in front of his grave so I join him.
"I guess I'll be here soon." I speak up, Billy nodded and looked at his grave. I know part of him was sad so I held his hand and laid my head on his shoulder. I thought I'd give him a start to the conversation.
"I heard you call me the night you got flayed. I heard your voice and immediately knew something was wrong." I spoke up making Billy turn his gaze to me.
"Really?" He asks me genuinely, with sad eyes. I hold his face and look into his eyes.
"Yes B, really." I answered him. He gave me a smile and thought again.
"I was pretty much seeing everything through myself but I couldn't do anything. In the beginning it took everything in me to not kill you and Max. I pushed so hard, it was so difficult. He made me think things and feel things I've never wanted to go through." Billy slowly let's out.
"I couldn't imagine it. As soon as I went to heathers house that night and saw you I knew. I knew that something was wrong and soon after we figured it all out. That's why I told you I loved you when I left because I knew." I said and held Billy's arn close to me. I felt sad but this was so good to talk about. I've dreamt about talking to him in this very moment.
"I figured you knew. You saying I love you kept me going. You kept me alive longer." Billy replied and I laid my head on his shoulder again. "I'm so sorry I hurt you at the pool. I didn't mean to." Billy added on.
"No Billy, it's okay. It was worth getting to talk to you. You didn't hurt me, he hurt me." I replied and wrapped my other hand around Billy's waist.
"Do you remember dying?" I ask him. Scared of his answer.
"Yeah. You tried to protect me but got hurt instead. Then, I went up to that, that thing and well he killed me." Billy answered.
"Do you remember me smiling at you and telling you I love you for the last time? You even said my name for the last time, well what you call me any ways." I said and wiped my eyes afterwards.
"I remember it all. It would play over in my head." He replies. We sit in silence for awhile. There were new flowers sitting at his grave so I admired them. I enjoyed being next to my Billy again.
"Honey honey, how you thrill me uhuh." I softly sing honey honey by Abba.
"God I've missed you singing to me." Billy said and I smiled. We were both sad and tearful but we were together so it was all okay.
"I've always sang to you and for you even when I didn't know you were around." I replied and kissed Billy.

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