June 18th, 1993
William hadn't been home alone with Diana since she'd married his father. For this he was grateful, as he was unable to really go anywhere else, as he had just graduated high school. Diana gave him the creeps, but his father loved her, so William didn't tell John. Tonight was the first night that he was stuck with her.
John was away, trying to settle a family matter. He would be gone all weekend, and he would be back Sunday afternoon.
William had planned to spend the weekend in his room away from Diana, but Diana seemed to have different thoughts.
She came into his bedroom at around ten that night, a glass of water in her hand.
"Are you thirsty?" she asked.
William took the glass, keenly aware of her eyes trained on him.
He didn't remember anything after that. He only remembered the next morning, waking up with an earsplitting headache, and Diana laying next to him, her clothes discarded on the floor.
He'd left town for a week and a half after that, staying with Elle and her grandmother, until John called him and asked him to return. William got a job, trying to stay away from Diana as much as he could.
William moved into his own apartment a month and a half later when Diana told John and him that she was pregnant.
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Storie breviWilliam has been hurt too many times to count. But for as many times as he's been hurt, he's hurt someone else countless times more. Now, all he wants to do is f o r g e t. - - #1 in #missingperson (feb 23rd 2019) #8 in #report (august 14th 2019)
