William...

Chapter 50...

WILL POV—

~Christmas Eve~

It's the day before Christmas and I've been thinking about what Danny said about talking to my dad.

I haven't spoken to him in a while and to hit him up with this type of news, is scary. I've been pacing back and forth in my room for a while and I finally decided to call him.

I picked up my phone and called him, waiting for him to answer.

"Hello."

"Hey, dad."

"Hey, son. I haven't heard from you in a while. I thought you forgot about your old man out here." He chuckled.

"No, I've just been a little busy with school, sports, and drama."

"Drama? What do you mean drama? Do I have to come over there and fuck somebody up?" He asked, concerned.

"No, dad. I got everything handled over here."

"Okay, good. How's your mom?"

"She's great."

"She still works like crazy? We all know she loves her job."

"Actually, she's been taking it easy for once." I said, sitting down on my bed.

"That's surprising, she never stops working, unless something is wrong. I hope that's not the case."

"Actually, there was something that happened-" He cut me off.

"Hey, I heard some boy got shot in your school parking lot. Did you know him? Were you around? I never got his name."

"Yeah...well actually dad...that was-" He cut me off again.

"I hope you didn't have to witness something like that. Seeing something like that, can really mess you up mentally."

He continued to talk about the shooting, not knowing that it was me that was involved. I wanted to leave it alone, but I knew I had to tell him.

"Dad!" I shouted, interrupting him.

"It was me." I mumbled.

"What did you say?"

"It was me dad....at the school. I was the one to get shot."

The phone went completely silent for a few minutes. I could only imagine what he was thinking.

"Wait, you got shot and you're just now telling me? Where's your mother?! How could she not tell me my son got hurt?! Are you okay? How are you feeling?!" He asked, with panic in his voice.

"I'm good dad. I was in a coma but-" He cut me off.

"A coma?! You were in a fucking coma and I didn't know?! I'm coming over there right now!"

"Dad no...listen-"

"Fuck, that! I need to see that you're okay. See, this is why you should've came to live with me. You're coming to live with me. I don't care if I got to take your mother to court."

"Dad, shut up!" I screamed.

The phone went silent.

"I got into a fight with a dude and he pulled a gun. We tussled and the gun went off. I got shot and lost a lot of blood, which put me in a coma for a few days."

"But, I'm fine now. I'm home and I feel better than ever. I still have to take it easy, but I'm handling it. Mom stays home a lot to make sure I'm good. We have it handled over here."

"I'm just pissed that y'all didn't tell me."

"I get that and I apologize about you not finding out sooner, but we didn't want the reaction you're giving right now."

"How am I supposed to react Will? You could've died. What if-" I cut him off.

"I didn't die though dad. I'm fine. We're good over here. You don't have to come. Spend your holiday with your people over there and then we can work on me coming to visit eventually."

"Fine, but, if anything changes, and I mean ANYTHING, you better tell me." He said, with an attitude.

"Ight, dad. I'm going to take a shower. I'll call you tomorrow."

"Okay, love you son."

"Love you too dad." I replied, before hanging up.

I didn't need to take a shower, but I just needed to get off of the phone. He reacted the exact way I thought he would. Hopefully, when I go visit him, he could see that I'm fine.

I wasn't about to let that phone call ruin my mood though. Christmas was tomorrow and I couldn't wait to see Leah and give her the promise ring.

LEAH POV—

I was in my room, wrapping Will's gift, when my mom walked in.

"Hey." She greeted, with a warm smile.

"Hey."

"What are you up to?"

"Nothing, just wrapping up Will's gift."

"I think he's going to love the watch." She stated.

"We'll see."

"Are you okay, Lee? What's wrong? You can talk to me."

"It's just...Will and I have grown closer than before and my feelings have resurfaced. I'm afraid that we'll have a repeat of last time." I replied, honestly.

That was the truth. I was really afraid of putting my heart on the line and having it crushed again. My feelings for Will never disappeared. They were always there. They started to resurface after we became friends again.

"Oh, hunny. I'm sure things will be different this time around." My mom said, looking at me.

"I don't know." I said, looking away.

"Have you guys talked about your feelings for each other?"

"Well...no."

"Don't you think y'all should?"

"We were supposed to, but haven't gotten around to it yet."

"Well, when y'all do, you both need to be completely honest with each other and be on the same page with each other."

"Yeah..." I trailed off, with a sigh.

"Listen, if it's meant to be it will be." She said, pulling me into a hug.

I smiled in her embrace as I hugged her back.

"Thanks, Mom." I thanked her, as we pulled apart.

"You're welcome. Now, come help me with dinner." She said, leaving my room.

I followed behind her with a more positive mindset. She's right. If Will and I were meant to be we will be. I went into the kitchen and helped my mom with dinner.