𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℂ𝕆𝕃𝕃𝔼ℂ𝕋𝕀𝕆ℕ

Revenge 5/6

A/N: It's been a minute hasn't it... School is killing me spiritually but it's almost over! Hope you enjoy this chapter and I'll (hopefully) have a new book up soon because I have ideas!

"-residents should be aware and it is advised that anyone close to the water should evacuate for higher ground. Winds are expected to be upwards of 160 miles per hour, making this a category 5 hurricane." A grim faced weatherman announced from the TV. 

Bill grimaced from his position on the opposite side of the couch as you. Your parents were out buying supplies to help weather the incoming hurricane. Tension was beginning to rise within the house and everyone seemed on edge.

Bill, who had the opportunity and an excuse to leave, had decided to stay with the three of you. Your mom was calling you everyday to make sure you were okay, which was driving your dad up the wall. He was quicker to snap at everyone, especially you.

"I'm sure everything is going to be fine." Bill said with a smile, as if you were a child who needed to be reassured. "Worse comes to worse at least we have each other."

That was another thing. Bill had been steadily trying to get closer to you. He seemed very eager to take on the 'protective older brother' role, which was a little strange to you. He often said similar things about relying on each other, but you were pretty sure he didn't include his mom or your dad in those statements.

As if summoned by your thoughts, the front door slammed open. Your dad and Mari walked in the door, arms full of groceries. Your dad was clearly in a bad mood as he slammed down the bag on the kitchen table before stomping into the living room where the two of you were sitting.

"Y/N, get up and help out a little." He said, ignoring the fact that you were already on the way to help. You just rolled your eyes and ignored his antagonistic comments.

Bill was on his feet in an instant, walking after you to help bring in the groceries. Then again, he was stronger than you by a bit so you didn't question it too much. He easily hauled up a bulk pack of bottled water while you took the easier canned foods. All the while your dad was complaining about the lines at the store.

"There was hardly anything left! No water, no food! They took everything!" He said, as if he hadn't come back with almost everything on the shopping list. "Then, of course, your mother has to call as if I'm not busy enough already!"

You just sat there listening. While you were long used to his fits of annoyance and anger, they were new to Bill, who seemed to be loosing grip on his temper by the second. You could see his fists curling from the corner of your eye. His irritation only spiked as your dad kept on lecturing as if it was all your fault. By the time he finished all the groceries were away and Mari was pulling him out of the room to cool off. 

"He shouldn't treat you like that. No one has the right to treat you like that. That's the same way those monsters treated Danny." Bill muttered. Danny, the dead kid who was the catalyst for your meeting of Bill. Bill still hadn't fully opened up to you about them but it seemed like he was just burying everything.

"I'm going out. Want to come with?" He suddenly asked. You shook your head, still a little uneasy around him. He gave you a soft smile, the anger melting off him a little, before he ruffled your hair. "That's fine. I'll see you when I get back." 

With that, Bill disappeared out the door, but the feeling of uneasiness never left. You had a feeling that this fight would lead to much more...

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Rain whipped the house as the wind shook the foundation. You and Bill were huddled together in the upstairs guest room around a single solar powered lamp. When the rain had first started, Mari had gotten a call from her mother who lived a little bit away. There was some sort of emergency so your dad had gone with her to check on the old woman.

That had been 3 hours ago. In that time the power had gone out and everything had picked up. Despite it being summer, the house had gotten cold quickly so Bill had wrapped you up in one of his sweatshirts and a blanket. 

You flinched as you watched one of the neighbors' lawn furniture get thrown out of the view of the window. Bill had already moved all of the supplies up to the guest room, citing the imminent flooding that was due to come. 

"You should get some sleep, Y/N." Bill said. It was getting rather late, but it was hard to sleep when it sounded like you were stuck in a wind tunnel. Nevertheless, you lay down, hoping your dad would be back when the morning came.

Only he wasn't. The rain hadn't died down at all when you next woke up. When you got up briefly to change you saw the inch or two of water that now covered the ground floor. Still, there was no sign from him or Mari. You also hadn't heard from your mom, but considering that the power was down the cell towers probably weren't doing too well.

There was only so many times you could play cards with Bill before you started to get rather bored.

"When do you think they'll be back?" You wondered out loud. You and Bill were playing Go Fish for probably the twentieth time today.

"They're probably staying with grandma because she's old. I'm sure they've been trying to call us but the cell towers are down." He answered dismissively. "Do you have a two?"

"Go fish." You numbly answered, staring out the rain washed window. Something in your gut was screaming at you, but there was nothing you could do but wait and see what happened.