I'm only Human (WillxBill)

Chapter Six

S E X U A L A S S A U L T
W A R N I N G

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Will's POV

I stood in the corner of the room and just watched everyone dancing and drinking. I didn't really go to parties much, but somehow I let Bill convince me to go to this one. Now that I think about it, it's been almost six months since Bill moved here.

"For some reason it feels as if I've known him all my life." I hummed to myself. At that moment I decided to refill my glass with something. Anything really.

I stumbled over to the bar and asked for a refill. I recognised the blonde man as one of my co- workers from the high school I taught at. Did I forget to mention I was a high school English literature teacher?

"Ey, buddy." the man, who I called Alfred, smiled with him goofy grin. "I thought you didn't go to parties. What's with the change of heart?" I shrugged. "Someone just so happened to convince me in coming I guess."

The blonde gave me a shot and said," On the house buddy." I smiled back at him before taking in the alcohol in one swift chug.

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I lay my head on the counter, feeling the world around me spinning. I lifted my head a stuttered, "O-one.. mooooooooooore, pleeeeeeeaaaassssssssse!~"

Alfred looked at me worried. "Dude, you shouldn't be drinking this much on a Sunday night. Your working tomorrow." I shook my head.

"I can drink assssssss much as I want!" I hissed. "Nobodyyyyyyy will, hah sssssaid my name.~" I felt as if I was about to faint. My mind was a blur.

"I want Biiiiiiiilllllllllllll.~" I whined, needing someone who I knew cared for me. I stumbled off the bar stool and dizzily was my hand at Alfred. He looked as if about to stop me, but somebody was calling him so he did his job. I stumbled out the door and into the parking lot. I slowly, but surely made my way to my car, but was stopped by someone.

If you are uncomfortable with sexual assault, please skip this part.

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"Hey beautiful, were so you think you're going?~" the man said. I didn't recognise him. I tried pushing him off, but the alcohol made me too weak.

The stranger gave both my hands and pull them above my head. Slowly, he slipped his hand underneath my shirt, until he found my nipple. He started to slowly rub it. I tried to call for help, but I couldn't say anything. So I started to cry.

I cry a lot don't I?

"S-stop! Hah! Don't please-- gah!"

It feels all too familiar though?

"S- s- don't move i- hah!"

I wish I were home.

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I sat in my car's passenger seat. Feeling disgusting. Dirty.

The seat was converted in a sticky, smelly white liquid that wasn't mine.

I stared lifelessly at the small storage compartment in front of me. 'What the hell did I do to deserve this?'

I kept thinking about. I wanted to call out for Bill, and see him come to me rescue. But no.

It hurts.

So much.

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This is why I don't like parties.

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The Sexual Assault is over!

Bill's POV

I looked everywhere for Will, where the hell could he be?

By now I was getting worried. I swear, if anything happened to him, I will hunt the person who harmed Will and make them pay.

I walked over to the bar tender and asked whether he had seen a male with blue hair and eyes.

"You mean Will? Yeah, I saw him leave an hour ago. Though, haven't seen any cars leave or enter the parking lot." The bartender told me. I quickly thanked him before rushing out into the parking lot. I saw Will's car with him sitting in side of it.

I sighed in relief. I thought he had just decided to wait for me in the car.

Oh how wrong I was...

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A N

Well... I'm sorry for this. Not really, but still. I promise you, this actually has a big role to play in the main plot. What? There's an even bigger plot?

Yeah, apart from Bill trying get Will's memories back, there is another plot. A more important one....

ALSO, sexual assault and rape should never be taken lightly. It is a serious matter in our world today and can never and should never be justified. Both parties must give consent to do the deed. If not, then your a sicko! Especially is the victim is a child, animal or defenceless.