Reddie,Byler,ElMax,Boreo&Freebat Oneshots

Freebat 3

Stand Up

Miryel

Stand Up

Billy has his legs crossed on the desk. He reads a comic book, listlessly, although he should study algebra because he has a class assignment tomorrow. He doesn't care much about it. He doesn't like school, but maybe because he has changed so many that he can't even remember them. He didn't even make a friend to pay him for gold, but since his new adoptive family took him under his wing, things have definitely changed. It is not yet simple, to be able to integrate, but he has brothers who, even if they are not really connected, make him feel part of something he has looked for too much. Difficult to admit that this is so, but after all Billy has never been good, to express the feelings and he is one hundred percent aware of it.

He looks up at Freddy at that thought. He is listening to music with headphones. He bangs a pencil against the pen holder, simulating a drum and, looking hard, shows the song that rings in his ears is a decidedly metal song. He likes that music, and Billy doesn't disdain that kind, for that he lets out a little smile and goes back to staring at his comic, losing in the most total way the interest in the plot of that particular tome.

"Drain," Freddy says, and he gasps and looks up at him again, confuse, then he understands.

"Do you need an easy mobile recharge?"

Freddy snorts and makes a strange sound with his tongue, then smiles. "Nah, I detoxify myself a little. You? You have a check tomorrow. Aren't you supposed to, I don’t know, study?” He reproaches him and Billy performs a short heartfelt laugh.

"And since when do you worry about studying?"

"Certainly not my need to study." He shrugs. He folds his mouth into a grimace that hides something that only he knows. As always. "But you should think about yours. So, just so you don't fail. It doesn't happen to me, in the end they love me. Will it be the good-natured face that I find myself? "

"Or from something that perpetually weaves something!" Billy laughs and Freddy puts on a pout, which he can't keep for too long. He laughs then, and shakes his head. He loves spending time with him, and if it hadn't been for that sorcerer who turned him into a super-cool superhero kind, they might never have tied that way. Freddy is always there. Anything can happen, and he doesn't hold back. That must be why, that day when they kissed under the door of the house - and Billy then pretended it hadn't happened, he didn't ask questions. In fact, Freddy never does. Not inappropriately. And yet, despite not seeming, from that day things between them have changed and Billy knows that, very probably, sooner or later they will have to talk about it.

"Cell phone with zero charge and you don't want to study. Can we do something?" Freddy proposes, and awakens him from the mosaic of thoughts that have been drumming his head for days. Freddy pretends that everything is okay, and he does the same, but in front of their world there is a wall of lies that they tell and tell themselves. Billy likes Freddy, and not in the way he would like a friend, but something more, which he knows to be wrong inside but which, in the tangled adolescent confusion of his head, makes him feel frighteningly well. He is afraid that it is all suggestion given by his life that he is slowly taking a right turn and that he will receive a blow between head and neck, like when he saw his mother again and she didn't want him. Again, she abandoned him, and Billy suffered less than he thought. After all, he has a family, and a new life.

"Billy?" Freddy asks. He tilts his head and looks at him curiously. It has the ability to be the most irritating human being on earth and at the same time the guy that Billy would protect under every circumstances. As he has always done. From the first moment he saw him threatened by those two little shits. Pieces of shit, he thinks.