Situation:
Billy Hargrove is being abused by his father. Nobody knows this, only you. You are his girlfriend. Something Billy doesn't know yet is that your mother died a few days ago. You haven't told him yet, because you know how bad Billy's home situation is. He has enough on his mind and you don't want to bother him with it. Meanwhile, Billy is now beaten by his father almost every day. He needs you, but you are not there. You expected Billy to come by. Just to see if you were okay. You need him, but he is not there.
I never needed you like I do right now
I never needed you like I do right now
I never hated you like I do right now
Cause all you ever do is make me cry
Today you go to Billy. It's time to tell him. Being alone all day is terrible. You need him. You long for a warm hug. His warm arms around you.
You walk on the sidewalk and stop in front of the house of the Hargrove family. You breathe in deeply while staring at the door. Then you walk carefully towards the door. Hopefully Mr. Hargrove is not at home, that man is frightening.
You press the doorbell carefully. You hear some rumble inside and then the door opens. There he is. Billy. You stare at each other. Billy has a black eye. His arms are scratched. You gently bring your finger to his eye. "What happened?" you ask.
"Where have you been?" Billy asks.
"I was at home ..." you answer.
" Why didn't you come by for a whole week? You are the only one who knows about my father and I need you, [y / n]," he says.
"Baby, I'm sorry, I--"
"It has become worse. I really needed you and you weren't there," Billy says, slowly raising his voice.
''Sorry. But Billy, you could come to me if you needed me. I was just at home ... "
"But you always came to my house. Why not now? You were always there at the right time, except now. Just when I needed you so much, [y / n]'' he shouts.
A tear rolls down his cheek. You step inside carefully and wipe the tear away with your thumb. Then you pull Billy into a hug. You feel that he is relaxing.
When Billy stops crying and lets you go carefully, you know it's time.
"Billy, I have to tell you something ..." you say.
Billy looks a little questioning at you.
"The reason why I didn't come is my mother. She-''
Then you feel the tears come. You don't want Billy to see it so you fight it.
"She died ..." you say in a trembling voice. A tear rolls down your cheek.
''Really? I'm so sorry, baby ... '' Billy says.
He presses you against him. You cry in his arms.
"I ... I'm so sorry that I was so angry. I really had no idea "
''It's okay. Although I thought it was a shame that you did not come to see me. I needed you too, Billy. I've been so angry that you didn't check to see if I was okay. I always visit you and you can't even come to me once. I've been crying for days. Because of my mom and because of you. Because you never showed up. Now I know why. I had no idea it had gotten worse. I am so sorry...''
''You're right. I should have come to you. I'm sorry I wasn't there for you when you had such a hard time. I'm here now and will always be there for you, [y / n] ''
"And I for you, Billy Hargrove," you say before you press a soft kiss on his cheek.
"I love you, [y / n]"
"I love you too"
