"Don't Give Up Just Yet...." (Bill x Beverly)

Just Fine...

So, this'll still be...
BILL'S POV:

        There I stood. Next to my bike outside her house. Staring through the darkness that surrounded me. This is getting creepy. But I'm already here. Few more minutes couldn't hurt. No. Go.
I tried to move my legs but my mind wouldn't let me. Wondering to Richie's sleepover. The feeling of her legs wrapping around my waist had been amazing. She wanted me. I had... I had wanted... No... I had wanted to man up and do the dare.
Her soft supple lips against me. That had been the most blissful moment ever. Heat rushing up my spine to my ears. Clouding my mind and body. I had moved in and placed my lips against her warm, soft skin. Running all across it.
Kissing Audra was way better though, right? The... spark they had. It was... very truthfully there. Yeah it was there. But Beverly's smile. Her freckles, they were amazing. It made her looks so cute. Especially when she smiled. Her red hair. God!
Getting back into my train of thought, I decided it was best to get home. Don't want the Dad too angry right? I smiled at the joke I made. Very bad joke. No way he wasn't going to be mad. It's probably almost curfew. But I didn't bother to check my watch.
        I got back onto my bike and rode away. Getting down the street and turning. The wind was blowing through me. Going over all the hotspots that were on my body. Why were they there? I feel so anxious right now!
I stopped in front of my house and looked at the time. 8:34pm Shit. He's going to be pissed. What was I even doing? I dropped Audra off around 6:30! How long had I been at Beverly's house!
I slowly walked up to the door. Fear rushing through my veins and rattling my bones like a poison. It made my stomach turn and heat traveled up my neck and inside my throat. It filled my body with all the darkness that the night gave me. That's what fear did.
I creeped the door open and stepped inside. I shut the door and tried to make it to the steps. "Boy." The grunt was low and calm enough to make anyones skin melt off. I turned to the living room to see my father. He sat in his armchair that faced the hallway and he had a drink in his hand.
I focused on a drop of water going down the side. It curved and turned around the edges, slowly making it's way down before dropping off into the abyss that was my father.
"Bill!" It rung through my ears and I took a step back. "Are you even listening?! I said, 'do you know what time it is?' The curfew is still in place for you. No need to make your mother worry." He gripped the glass harder before setting it down with a thud. "I'm s-s-sorry dad. I was o-ow-out with Audra b-buh-buh-but on my way home I accidentally-"
"I don't want to hear your excuses! I didn't ask why you were out late."
"R-r-r-right, I'm s-suh-sorry dad." He stood up suddenly getting close. "I can barely understand you with that damned stutter of yours!" I just nodded, hoping he'd stop and send me to bed for the night. "We've noticed you getting home right on that curfew mark but your mother has insisted it's okay. But now look. An hour and a half late. Do you know much shit you are in right now?" I just nodded and took a slight step back.
Then it struck me. My hand flew to where the blow hit me. A searing pain rising there and slowly rippled through my face like a rock dropped in a lake. The fire was burning throughout it and the warm flow of tears slowly traveled down my cheek.
I opened my eyes to see the face of my nightmares. Red in the eyes. The hand of the devil raised again. The same feeling of fear running up my spine to catch me in the throat. "You don't back away from-" His hand quickly lowered to my shoulder and a smile appeared. The eyes turned kind and went past me.
Turning, I saw my mom. "Hey Billy! You made it. I started to get a little worried. Did you have a fun time with Audra?" She stopped when I had turned. Seeing the red mark and the blood on my lip. "Bill?! What happened?" She pulled me in for a hug.
My dad was quicker than me. "He was just telling me about it. Some dumb rock in the road and his bike flipped. Crazy what can happen. At least he's home..." I held in the tears and just nodded. "I'm pretty tired mom. Could I go to bed now?" She nodded and they both said goodnight. I started climbing the steps. "Love you, Mom. Dad." He just glared right into me, making my now numb face reignite the fire that had burned it just a minute ago.
I stepped into my room. I slid to the bathroom. Not even bothering to pick up my feet. I grabbed a rag and dampened it. I slowly wiped it against my lip. Cleaning the blood. I touched my cheek and it was hot and hurt bad. It'll probably clear up by tomorrow. Worse ones have. I ran my fingers through my hair and thought about cutting it. You'd piss off Audra. Can't be going to do that. Even more than she probably is.
Crashing against my pillow. Not even pulling the sheets up. I passed out. This is how most my nights go now. And it was fine. Just fine.

A/N: Not going to lie. I really liked the description I put in things Bill was focusing on. Like his fear was a big thing but even the small things like his dad's drink. Just shows how Bill tries to focus on other things to distract himself. I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as me. Let me know!