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

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A/N: Wow I actually managed to finally update this story! Sorry that it took me so long. I try to make my chapters decently long so that every update will be "worth it." Hopefully at least. Let me know if you'd prefer more frequent and shorter updates or longer and less frequent. Have a nice day!

Disclaimer: There is mentioning of molestation and sexual harassment. Read at your own risk, I guess.

Beverly's POV:

     I rolled around the sheets. Someones arm was wrapped around me and stopped me from rolling away. "Ugh... Bill..." I heard him grunt back at me so I moved his arm off and laid myself onto his back.
     "Beverly, please... I need to sleep." I heard Bill say, all muffled from being pushed into the pillow. I sighed and moved back to my spot. My back turned towards him. "You slept in yesterday..." I mumbled to myself. No response came and after a few seconds, I thought he fell asleep.
     But then I felt his arms snake around my waist and he pulled me into his chest. "Let's just lay here. One more hour and I'll get up, okay?" I smiled to myself and just laid in his arms until we both drifted back to sleep.
Waking up again, I was still up before Bill. I checked the watch on his wrist and it read 10:34 am. "Bill, c'mon. Let's get up." He just held my tighter, bringing my back to his chest.
I turned myself around and pushed off of him, getting out of bed. I went over to Bill's closet and pulled out a long sleeved button up shirt. I put that on and left the room to make breakfast.
Bill's mom is always at work in the morning, so she'll never notice us sleeping together or me walking around practically naked.
As I was cooking some eggs and bacon for Bill and I, I felt his hands on my waist. "Billy, I'm cooking." He slowly let go but let one hand drift down to my butt before he walked away. "You can't wear that and expect me not to do anything, Bev."
I just smiled and brought his food over. He was on the couch watching TV and I sat next to him. He didn't give any acknowledgement to me sitting down and just ate and watched TV.
I tried hard to get his attention, like sneezing or coughing. Starting a conversation sometimes that he'd stop. So I moved on top of his lap and sat there. "Billllll. Give me attention!" My lips brushed slightly against the skin on his neck and I heard his breath get caught in his throat.
      "Bev, I'm so tired still. Wait another hour." I frowned a bit and sat back down next to him. I noticed him glance over and I turned my head, being stubborn. "Beverly, don't do that." No response. "Are you really ignoring me?" I could just tell he was smiling right now and when I went to turn back towards him, I was pinned against the couch.
      "Bill!" My arms were held down above my head and I looked into his eyes. "Do you still want attention?" I nodded my head. He began kissing me slowly and it took a while for me to start kissing him back.
      Bill's grip on my hands finally loosens and My hands snake their way up to his neck and hair. I run my fingers through his soft auburn hair and I hear him moan a bit into the kiss.
       Soon Bill's lips travel away from mine and slowly down my neck. His hands, firmly gripping my waist, were also running small circles on my skin.
       Bill's lips smoothly ran across the skin on my neck and soon I felt him leaving marks all across my collar bone.
Just as I felt Bill's hand traveling up my thigh, the phone rang in Bill's house. "I swear..." Bill huffed as he climbed off of me and went to the phone.
As I was fixing my clothes, I looked up at Bill and he motioned me over. "It's for you. Your Aunt." I slowly lifted myself off the couch and walked over to take the phone.
I raised it to my ear and Bill wrapped his arms around my from behind. "Hello?"

"Beverly? Hi, I know you asked to spend the night at Bill's for a bit but I need you to come home now."

"Okay, is something wrong?" She sounded really worried but just laughed. "No no. Of course nothing's wrong. Just come on home. Okay?"

      "Alright, I'm on my way." As soon as I said that, I felt Bill's hands tense up on my waist. I sighed as I turned to him. "Sorry, Billy. I've got to go for now." I ran a hand through his hair and his head was resting on my shoulder.
     "When are you coming back?" This was muffled into my neck and I could feel every part of him vibrate with sound against me. "I'm not sure. As soon as I can, okay? I'll call tonight  if I'm not already back." He nodded and gave me a quick kiss before I headed out the door.
     I wasn't sure what to expect when I got back home, but I definitely didn't think of it being anything bad. There was someone else's car in the driveway and it looked old and beat up. I kept my hopes up and my hand wrapped around the door knob. As soon as my front door opened, my Aunt rushed to me.
     "Trust me, Beverly. You're going to love this." I felt excitement build up inside and my Aunt took my to the living room. Someone was on our couch. And I could smell him from here. I knew that smell. It's what my old home smelled like.
     The man turned around and the voice came like fingernails on a chalk board. "Hey, Bevvy." My dad sat no more than 4 feet away from me and I couldn't think of anything to do. Not running, screaming or anything. I just watched as he stood up and staggered his way over to me. Wrapping his disgusting arms around my body and pulling me in for a tight hug. "I've missed you." He whispered onto the top of my head.
     After my dad finally let me go, my Aunt turned me to her. "See? Didn't I say you'd like it? Now, your father is going to stay here with you and take care of you from now on. I was just... temporary. Does that make sense?" I slowly nodded and I could feel tears welling up. I hugged her and she just thought I was going to miss her. Which is true. But I can't live here with him.
     Long after my Aunt had said her final goodbyes and tool her luggage out, I sat in my room, writing down into a journal. There was a knock and I slipped it away just before my dad entered. "What are you up to?" He said with a sly look at me. "Nothing, I was just considering going to bed."
     My dad crossed the room and sat down on the bed right next to me. "Going to bed this early? I thought that maybe we could talk. You see... I've only been back for maybe a day now. And I've already heard things about you Bevvy. And that stuttering mess of a boy, Bill." He laid a hand on my thigh and I froze up. Tears running down my cheeks.
     "Now... Bevvy. How do you think... I can remind you... that you're my little girl." His grip tightened on my leg as it moved higher. "Daddy please. You don't have to do this. Things can be different this time." I was knocked down to the floor and there was a horrible pain on the side of my face.
     "Things will be how I say they'll be... I hope you remember what to do?" I slowly nodded and drifted back into old habits. There was a place my mind went when my dad got like this. A cold and dark place but, he wasn't there. I would wait out for him to be done until I focused again. I would remember exactly how it went down. I didn't need to. Every other time was burned into my brain forever.