Stenbrough one shots

Not okay

Bill covered his ears. He had his hands clamped tightly over his ears. He didnt want yo hear the screaming that took place well into the morning.

He couldnt sleep, he couldnt focus, all that he could do was listen to the screaming and yelling and sit in his room trying to drown it out wuth music. But it never worked.

He was yelling about him. Because of him.

He walked to school the next day, exhausted. He hadnt slept in a week. He was living off of energy drinks and coffee.
He had bags under his eyes and he was barely awake.

"Woah. Who died big bill."

Bill didnt answer. He walked to his locker and hit his head against it.

"Is-is he asleep?"

Bill opened it and grabbed his stuff. He turned back around. And stan and him walked to math.

He sat there laying his head on his hand. He wasnt listening or paying attention. He was focusing on not falling asleep.

"Bill? Should we call home? Your really tired."

Bill shook his head.

They worked through four periods before walking to lunch. He walked to the snack bar and bought coffee.

He sat down and sipped his coffee.  The losers were watching him worried, they all noticed his odd actions.  He laid his head on the desk and started drifting off to sleep.

The bell rang and stan shook him awake. They went to class and he finished his coffee.

When he walked home, stan followed to make sure he didnt end up walking into the street.

He walked in and noticed the silence. His mom was sitting on the couch, crying.

"M-mo-mom?"

"Sweetie. Hey. You dont look good is everything okay?"

"H-hac-have-havent slept we-we-well. Wh-wher-whered da-dad"

"Honey, me and your father are...we're splitting up. He has become dangerous to both of us. He left this morning."

"D-dang-dangerous? Did he h-hu-hurt y-you."

"He punched me. Im alright. He started drinking more and he was toxic in the house."

"H-he ha-hat-hates m-me."

"No he doesn-"

"I hea-heard his ye-yellung." 

His mom just hugged him. Bill was trembling. Remembering the words his father screamed at night.

Disgrace
F@g
Twink
Fairy
Disappointment
Disgusting
Repulsive

He started to cry into his mothers chest.

She held him and pet his head.

"Its okay sweetie. Go to sleep. Get some rest."

Bill fell asleep. And he got good rest, laying in his mothers arms.

The next day he biked to school. He was upset, he knew it was his fault his parents were divorcing.

He walked to school and saw richie there with coffee and a soft pretzel.

"Bill hey i got you breakfast since i know you dont eat at home."

"Mom and dad are getting divorced." Bill looked at richie. He didnt stutter once.
"Its my fault."  Once again no stutter.
"If i hadnt been such a disappointment to him he wouldnt have yelled about me. And then my mom could be happy. But i killed his son. His good son. His straight son."  Bill didnt stutter once in the whole sentence. Richie just hugged him. Hugging as tight as he could. Bill broke down in his arms.

Richie sat down, letting bill relax in his arm.

"Its okay bill. Its okay."

Bill sat there sobbing, into his best friends arms. Sobbing like maybe he wouldnt see him again.

Bill wasnt okay. And richie knew that. The losers knew it. Bills mother knew it. But bill only found out that November morning.

Hes not okay.

Heyy. If yall wanted to know, i only ever write bills dad as the bad guy cuz i dont like him. Theres not much stuff in the
Movie about his mom but i just dont like his dad cuz that one scene. Not all guys are the bad guys/persons