Billy And Todd A Secret Love Story

It's not fair

Billy's pov
I have spent ages trying to move properly. I still can't, properly anyway. I can get up and walk but only with a crutch and even that isn't for to long. When I do get up it takes forever to do anything. Also it hurts to move it's like my whole body is aching and stuck. It's not fair. I can't do anything for myself without help. Todd has been in to see me and has helped me do things but I can't expect him to become my carer. We aren't even going out. He has told me that no one knows I'm here. Everyone thinks I've just disappeared into thin air. Hmm the disappearing vicar. That sounds alright but if only they knew what really happened. I wonder who from the street would care if they did know. I haven't got any phone calls that I know of. Then again I'm not sure if my phone actually has any charge on it. I can't be bothered to stugglimg to get to it so I just leave it alone. It's weird I was expecting at least a text from Sean but no. Not even a little text. Then again he did think I was having an affair. I guess I won't talk to him until I'm better. If I get better. No I've got to stop thinking like that.
"Hey." Someone whispers as he comes into the room.
"Hi Todd." I grumble. I'm not in a good mood this morning.
"What's up?" Todd seems concerned but I couldn't tell so I replied with sarcasm.
"Oh I don't know. Maybe I was hit by a car a few days ago." I didn't mean to be harsh but I couldn't help it. "And now it's hard to move." I almost shout at him then I realised what I was doing. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to bite your head off."
" Hey its alright." Todd pulls me into a comforting hug. I just get mad at myself for taking such a long time to hug back. I don't know how much longer I can go on like this.

Todd's pov
Billy seems on edge. He's really quiet. This is weird. I don't like how he isn't talking to me much. Before he would natter on for hours about church or how something was going on with sean. I understand why he is not going on about sean but I thought he would be complaining about not being able to go to church but he is really quiet. Why can't I just get the old Billy back. Well I never really had the old Billy but that doesn't matter.
"No really what's up. You're getting better. Why are you so down?" I'm serious now he needs to let me know what's going on in his head. If he doesn't tell me I'm not going to say I'll help him once he is out of hospital so he will have to stay in for longer which is harsh but I think it is necessary.

Billy's pov
He keeps asking questions now. I don't understand. Why can't he just leave me be? It's not fair. He doesn't know when to stop. Can he not see I really don't want to answer his questions right now.
I don't like this new me. I have to be here somewhere. How I feel now isn't me. How I think isn't me. How I'm acting toward people isn't me. I'm not me any more. It just isn't fair anymore. I know life isn't fair but this is just over the top.
"I just can't do this Todd. This is too much."

I have no idea where I am taking this story. Is my writing getting any better? I'm not sure. Are you enjoying the story so far?