Seventy-Six

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I wake up slowly to his fingers digging into my sides. Pain shoots through my body as I push him away quickly. I whimper feeling the tiniest bit of blood trickle down.

"S-Stan?" He whispers rubbing his eye gently.

"Shit..." I whisper holding back tears as my hand becomes slightly wet.

I shuffle soon finding the floor. "Stan? W-Where are you going?" He sits up as I scurry to the bathroom.

It's worst than I expected it to be.

"D-Did I do that?" He lifts my shirt up more, his eyes meet my tear-filled ones.

"I'm sorry...h-here." He sits me down grabbing a rag and some bandages.

We sit there for a moment until he looks me in the eyes. "I'm s-sorry...bad dream." "It's okay," I whisper as his thumbs run over my cheeks, wiping the tears away.

"I'm gonna go watch a movie...m-make some popcorn t-too...wanna join?" He smiles weakly.

"I think I'm gonna go back to bed..." he mumbles before sitting up. "I'm sorry." He whispers. I look back, smile, and nod before walking away.

—Bill's POV

"Shit...i-it's already two am?" Setting the empty bowl down I walk back to the bedroom. Stanley sleeps soundly facing the wall.

I climb into the bed softly, my back towards his. I sigh.

I want him back...badly.

I find myself turning around. My mind goes blank as my arms reach around him, pulling him closer.

No, don't do that.

I rest my chin stop of his head.

Move away.

My hand slightly goes up his shirt.

Pull away.

His back touching my chest.

Don't do this to yourself.



You'll fall.










You'll fall hard.











You'll fall in love again.













Too late...











I've messed up...but in a good way.

Love at First Dare // Stenbrough Where stories live. Discover now