Keep you Safe

Stan-11

⚠️Mentions of Abuse⚠️
Stan what happened?
I look up, nervously at Bill. I start to breathe a little heavier than I should. Bill picks me up slightly and puts me in his lap.
"Stan, Baby, it's okay. You don't have to tell them." Bill says.
"I-I'm sorry, guys." I choke out.
"Stan, it's okay." They all respond.
Stop being such a fucking baby.
I manage to calm myself down, still staying in Bill's lap. I take a deep breath.
In. Out.
"My Dad walked in on Bill and I making out, he started yelling, and I obviously made Bill leave. Then he started to hit me and stuff, it was like the old times. Then, he kicked me out." I whisper. Bill hugs me tighter and hands me his hoodie, which always makes me smile. I put it on and I smile up at Bill.
"Kids, the pizza is ready!" Bev's ain't, Abigail yells.
Don't eat the pizza Stan, you'll get fatter. Just say your not hungry.
Everyone walks out into the kitchen, grabbing multiple slices. I only take on, taking little bites out of it. One bite, fat. Another bite, fat. On and on, I just hope no one noticed. I throw my plate out, sitting next to Bill.
"Are you still hungry, Stanley?" Abigail asks.
"No, thanks for the pizza though." I say, faking a smile. A lot of smiles have been faked, especially for Bill. Ever since the Dad 'incident', the thoughts have been coming back. I'm too scared to tell Bill. I don't want to get babied again.
"Stan!" Someone yells, I snap out of my day dream. I figure out it's Mike.
"Mm?"
"We're going back into Bev's room." He states.
"Okay." I say, getting up and following everyone to Bev's room. I lay on the bed.
"Stan, Baby, what's wrong?" Bill asks. He cups my face, tears start to stream down my face.
"The thoughts are coming back, Bill."

I feel bad for doing this to Stan, oop.