flatline ♡ bill skarsgård

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all the love i'm giving, don't act like you don't know

She gave him an hour to himself, to let him calm down. And for her to find the right words to say to him.

She lightly knocked on his door, "Mind if we talk?"

No response.

She walked in slowly and saw Bill on the bed.

He was still alive, thankfully.

She sat down on the bed and rubbed Bill's shoulder, trying to calm him down.

He was crying uncontrollably.

"B-Bill, it wasn't y-your fault. I'm just.. I'm just messed up. There's nothing wrong with you. I promise. You can call me a whore, a slut, a fucking twat, whatever. I just didn't think I was good enough for you. I know that's not an excuse but.. it's the truth."

Bill lifted his head from his hands and looked up at her.

"It's because I haven't had sex with you, isn't it?"

She bit down on her lip.

He wasn't wrong, it was the truth.

Sex was like a drug to her. It was all she was craving. But Bill wanted to wait till marriage.

Bill sniffled, "I thought I showed you and treated you like you were loved. But I guess that wasn't enough. You're just so fucking selfish that you didn't even care about how I felt! All those times you left and didn't come home till three in the morning, you were just fucking your friends! You didn't even care how I felt! You just leave me here to worry about you! My anxiety goes through the roof thinking something bad must've happened to you! But no! You're just hoeing around!"

Her tears were falling down her face as he yelled at her.

"You should've just talked to me." He continued. "If you would've told me how you felt, then maybe we could worked something out."

She stayed silent.

Bill caught his breath, "I'll be out by morning. Have fun in this shit hole of an apartment."

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