Baby blue short stories

his mother's son 5

PoV Will
Bill was really really cool and popular. He attracted pretty girls like a magnet attracts iron. I tried to avoid being around a lot of people, but when Bill and I were alone, we would talk about the old times and laugh a little.

I also studied a lot, since father had very high expectations. The constant nagging and mocking from my classmates was really getting to me though, but my antidepressants did their job.  For now...

Bill didn't know I was taking them, I was to embarrassed to let him know.

Eventually there was a party on in our house and Bill dragged me there.

I hated everything about it. Someone offered us alcohol.

Bill took it gladly.

"No, thank you. I don't drink.", I said quickly.

"Ohhh, don't be a pussy! Have some fun!", a boy I knew laughed.

"I really don't drink.", I repeated. Where was Bill?!

"Come on, this one's really light. I wanna see you loosen that stick up your ass!", the boy laughed. I sighed. One drink? Couldn't be so bad.

Little did I know how quickly one drink would react with my pills and make me absolutely intoxicated.

PoV Bill
I searched everywhere for my friend. I was a bit drunk, but not very much. I spotted him in a game of spin the bottle.

How drunk was he?!

"How much did you give him?", I asked.

"One light drink, but apparently he can't handle it.", Keyhole chuckled.

I felt like Wills mood was shifting, so I grabbed him and carried him to our dorm, where I put him on my bed.

"William, did you drink a lot?", I asked.

He shook his head, then, with a big smile, he said: "I take antidepressants!"

Shit. I shouldn't have dragged him to this party. Suddenly he stood up and almost fell onto me. I caught him in my arms.

Damn, he looked so cute.

"I wanna kiss you. ", he suddenly said.

I wasn't that drunk, but I was to drunk to just refuse this offer.

We soon had started making out. He was sitting in my lap, his arms loosely around my neck, my lips on his.

"Weird question, but, you're a virgin, right? Not that it matters...", I said. Will hiccuped.

"I'm not.", he said.

"Really?! Who did you do it with?", I asked.

Will looked at me for a bit, the buried his head in my shoulder.

"My dad.", he said.

I froze.

"What?", I asked.

"I had sex with my dad...a lot. Sometimes he's so drunk, he confuses me for my mom...my mom's dead...but it's okay. I still love him!", William explained. Before I could ask further questions, he had slept in.

I put him down in his bed, kissed his forehead and went to have a few more drinks.

~~~
The next morning, Will was really awkward around me. Who could blame him?

I still pulled him aside in the evening.

"William, we need to talk.", I said.

"No, we don't. Just forget about everything I said yesterday.", he sighed.

"Alright. Just so you know, I'm here if you do need to talk.", I claimed.

Will nodded slowly.