Alrighty Lovelies, I hope you all have been hanging in there with this story and hopefully it hasn't been too boring so far. I know the chapters are kind of short but I'm working on making them longer. Usually I set a minimum of 3k words before I post it but I'm definitely considering upping that. It shouldn't change the update times or anything since there never was a set time but we'll see about getting a specific date set on updates. Sooo, I've rambled on long enough. I'll just let you get to that thing you're anticipating instead of taking more of your time. ONWARD TO THE REASON YOU PUT UP WITH ME, THE STORY!~
Will's P.O.V.
When I got home that night I knew it wouldn't be a pleasant experience. As soon as I pulled up, I saw my father peek out the window with a rather irritated look. That's when I remembered I hadn't seen my parents since last Friday because I had spent the weekend at my friends' houses. I sighed before getting out of my car silently, knowing that I would be in trouble for not having checked in with them beforehand or returning their calls or texts when they started to worry Sunday afternoon. I snuck up to the door and unlocked it quietly, trying to sneak past my parents in hopes of making it up to my room before they noticed I was actually in the house. Of course even I knew that was a hopeless plan. Not only did my dad already see that I was home, but also I had never been very good at sneaking, not to mention my mother seemed to have super-human hearing. For a minute I actually thought I would make it though since I was almost half way up the stairs.
"William, where do you think you're going, dear?" My mother cooed as she walked into the room from her usual hiding spot in the kitchen.
"Up to my room?" I asked, pretending that nothing was out of the ordinary. I didn't know why, but when I turned to look at her I felt guilty even though I had no clue what I had to feel guilty for.
"How about instead you come down here and explain to us where you've been all weekend and why you wouldn't respond to us?" She said in that motherly tone of hers that always told me she was about to pass me off and let my father deal with me. I groaned and dropped my backpack on the stairs before shuffling my way into the living room. I sat down on the couch, only to find that my father was sitting in the armchair directly across from me. I guess he had anticipated where I would sit down because his chair was blatantly blocking the TV as well and was actually placed very awkwardly in the room.
"So William," He started. I looked away instead of at him. "Care to explain what happened this weekend?" I could feel his eyes boring into my head but at the same time I didn't want to look at him or speak to him. The very thing that he was asking me about was the reason for it too. Not only had I had that flashback, but I also had managed to get myself a boyfriend that I was already very happy with. I couldn't mention any of it though because I knew he would be angry and likely there would be a repeat of what had happened so long ago. I simply stared off to the side and ignored the situation I was in altogether.
"Are you going to even acknowledge us honey?" My mother chirped as she saw that my father was getting nowhere.
"Hm?" I asked, making it seem as if I was zoning out and lost in thought.
"Your father asked you a question and you completely ignored him." She said, looking at me with a concerned look.
"Oh, sorry. I didn't hear it." I said simply, passing the whole thing off casually.
"I asked you where you were this weekend." My dad said through gritted teeth. I had never seen him get angry so fast and it was almost alarming.
"I was at Ron's house." I said simply, shrugging my shoulders. It wasn't a complete lie because I had actually been there for one of the nights. I wouldn't dare tell them that I stayed over at Grell's house because I was sure that they remembered the incident from a few years ago. Not to mention that they knew Grell was openly gay and they didn't like me hanging around him much.

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