14 Years [GNR/Mötley Crüe]

21. Apologies

A/N: Omggg, we reached 1K reads, now that wasn't something I saw happening when I started this, but thanks everyone who is sticking around for this. This means a lot to me!!!❤️

William:

I stopped the car in front of the house, I felt a sense of relief as I finally saw her sitting on the stairs that lead to the door with Frankie. She was safe. I felt relieved finally after all the trauma I went through in the last few hours. But soon the relief left replacing it with anger. Do they have any idea what I was going through? I got out of the car and slammed the door shut, and their attention turned to me.

She smiled at me and opened her mouth to say something but I didn't let her speak.

"Frank, leave," I said while he looked at me confused at my behavior

"I said leave," I said in a much firm voice and he gave her a weird look and started walking away after telling her bye.

The next thing I knew I was grabbing at her wrist. As tight as I could, dragging her up the stairs to my room, while she pleaded to let go, which only made me angrier, which did nothing but increase the grip around her wrist.

"What happened? William just tell me what happened?" She kept asking me softly completely oblivious to what I went through.

"Where the hell did you go?!!? I went to his house no one was there, the diner, the park there is literally no place in this entire town that I didn't search for you in past few hours. You said you would return by 9:30 dammit!" I tried keeping my voice down, but I couldn't I wanted to scream, I wanted to break something.

"That was...." I didn't let her finish

"I went to the club and I came to know a girl got hurt and was critical, I thought that... DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH?!??" I yelled, "and then I found this on the road." I said holding up her bracelet before I threw it across the room while she flinched at my actions as tears were starting to build up in her eyes. I let go of her roughly that she stumbled a step back into the door frame.

"I thought I lost you.... What would I do then? What would I tell your dad?!? I can't even think about it, but of course, you don't understand. You don't understand others have feelings too just like you, you don't understand others get hurt! Why do you have to do this to me?!?!!" I said cupping her cheeks trying to calm myself down thinking that she was okay. She wasn't hurt, as I started to see tears stream down her cheek while she avoided my eye contact.

"ANSWER ME!!" I screamed; using all of my strength I punched the door, but my anger turned into panic as I heard her let out a sharp yelp as more tears started to follow while she held up her hand. Fuck!!!

Her hand was on the frame when I slammed the door forward with my fist.

"Are you okay? Show me your hand?" I asked trying to reach forward but she flinched and took a step back almost like a reflex before turning around and running back to her room shutting the door behind.

"Fuck!" I muttered under my breath and tried to concentrate on my breathing and to let go of my anger and disappointment, she wasn't hurt, until now, but now she was, because of me.

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As hours passed, I sat in my room waiting. It didn't make sense to barge into her room right now and forcing her to listen to me.

Though that's exactly what I wanted to do.

I know she was awake but the problem was I wasn't even sure on what I should tell her. I know I had to apologize for what I did— I was worried!

I waited for so long, only cos' wanted to make sure now when I talk to her no matter what I can't lose my temper.

I knocked at her door, there was silence.

"I know you are awake. I just want to talk, either you open it or I will break it. And you know I will." I said

Fuck!

So much for talking softly and not being rude.

I could hear some shuffling inside before the door opened and she went back to bed and sat on it not sparing me a glance. I deserve it.

I went in and sat on the bed beside her. She still wasn't making eye contact, I won't force her like I usually does. There were tear stains on both her cheeks, with her face turned red while she tried to keep her sobs quiet. I didn't like the sight. It send me straight down into a spiral of guilt. I started to realize what my over reaction had caused. I hurt her.

"I... I am sorry, I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was just angry and sad and it wasn't right to... it wasn't right. I am sorry, forgive me, please?" I asked placing my hand softly on her hand, she didn't flinch or tense up.

She just nodded.

"Is your hand...." I trailed off

"It's fine." She gave a muffled reply. I took her hand in mine, inspecting it for any bruises, luckily there weren't any. I guess this is why elders say don't slam the door.

Though she said it was fine, I knew her words didn't mean anything. They were just words. If what I know about her from all these months is real then she was just saying to this get me out of here not cos' she was convinced.

"I didn't mean it. I didn't mean what I said, I was just worried for you... I. I can't lose you. I really thought something happened to you, that drive from the club to until I heard the receptionist at the hospital say no patients by that name, I couldn't help but imagine the worst. I don't want to lose... I can't live without you, I don't know how, but I can't and I mean it. I love you." I said as my voice cracked first which soon turned into tears and small sobs.

"It's fine. You didn't see my hand. it was accidental. Plus, my hand is fine now. It's alright okay?" Her tone changed and became softer. It sounded real this time.

I hid my face behind my hands, as I felt her wrap her arm around my shoulder. There was an initial hesitancy in her touch and that hurt me more than anything. Though that hesitation lasted for barely a few seconds, it hurt and I found myself sobbing like a bitch.

It was she who got yelled at, it was her hand that was hurt, and I am the one who is crying?

"We went to the club, but then this couple got into a fight with this man..... So we thought it won't be safe if stay there any longer due to our age, in case the cops come, so we ran out through the exit... I slipped and fell, that is probably how, you know the bracelet." She sighed

"It's.. I just got worried. I am sorry." I said

"Even I am sorry, that I made you go through that. It's fine. Okay, the apologies end now. Shh." She said letting her head rest on my shoulder.

Neither of us spoke a word after that. The silence made me think about my actions in the past few hours, the panic I felt at the thought of losing her, amused me. It was surreal to think that I went through it a few hours back. I know I loved her, but this was way beyond words. The thought of her leaving this world, me not being able to protect her, not being able to tell her how much she means to me one last time, was daunting.

"William?" She called me barely a whisper, I hummed.

"I want to tell you something." She said with a bit of hesitation in her voice, I turned to face her now.

"William, I Love You."