14 Years [GNR/Mötley Crüe]

19. Your Jokes Suck

Nadia:

William had been staying with us for three weeks now. On the third day of his stay with us, he slipped from the stairs and sprained his ankle.

We had to take him to the hospital, the doctor told him to just not give any strain to the leg and to put on ankle braces, he can remove them in another three days.

"You know that I can carry my own bag, I just sprained my ankle." He said as I was holding his bag and supporting him to walk along with Tommy.

"It's fine, I will hold it," I said as we entered the library. Monday fifth period we had free, Tommy usually doesn't come with us, but since William sprained his ankle he is just helping.

We made sure to sit as far away from the librarian so that we could talk to each other in peace and wouldn't have to hear her bullshit about silence in the library.

"I will go grab some random books for the three of us so that in case she comes here we can pretend that we are reading," Tommy said pointing at the librarian.

"Okay, careful!" I said slowly as William took a seat, letting out a small wince.

"Does it hurt too much?" I asked a tinge of worry in my tone as I took the seat beside him.

"Just admit that you love me, already." He smirked making me roll my eyes

"No, I am not helping you because I love you but because I am a really KIND person," I said, for a second he looked hurt before he smiled again.

"Well, if the roles were reversed I would do the same for you, but that's because I love you and has nothing to do with kindness." He replied

"Nah, I don't think so. I am pretty sure if the roles were reversed, you wouldn't be doing the same for me, you would probably be whining if at all I ask you for help." I let out a sigh, I know he wouldn't do that, I was just trying to mess with him.

"I wouldn't do that! Of course, I would take care of you, if you aren't well." He said looking at me with a mix of anger and hurt.

I shrugged, "Hard to believe." I muttered, maybe I should stop.

"You don't get it do you?" He scoffed, "You don't realize, how much I love you. You don't trust me. For you, everything is a fucking joke. I have and will always love you, but I think you are too blind to realize that. What do you mean by I won't take care of you? I know what I feel for you, and you don't fucking dare to question that ever!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, what is there in me for him to........ Maybe, I took the joking too far.

"I... I didn't mean it, man. I am sorry. Relax, I was just joking." I let out a forced laugh trying to ease the situation.

"Well, your jokes suck then." He said as a confused Tommy who just returned back stared at us.

"I like your jokes," Tommy said oblivious to what happened earlier.

I think I have done enough damage for today, now I should shut the fuck up.

He rolled his eyes one last time and glared at me before walking away slowly as Tommy ran behind him to help.

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Well, I could thank the fact that we were now living in the same home, else he would have already left and would have continued to ignore me for a while, it was almost surprising, how hurt he got over my words. I only meant it as a joke, ughh this reminds me of the time I tried telling dad a joke, and he just took it way too seriously.

I saw him walk towards me his arm flung around Saul. I smiled at him which he returned, good sign.

"Heyy!" I said, secretly hoping he was not upset anymore.