Durch Den Monsun.

We walked towards his house cautiously.
Hand in hand.

It had been a week since Bill had set foot in his own home.
His Mum was fine with it after what had happened.

We were finally going to face his shared bedroom.
Of course, we hadn't yet told Tom we were an item.

We hadn't told anybody.
It must've been obvious that something was going on between us.

Although it hadn't been made official with the question.
It just happened.

I looked up into the clear, cloudless sky, shielding my eyes from the blinding sun.
Bill knocked on the door and a couple of seconds later, Tom was at the door in the clothes I had seen him in at school this morning.

We no longer sat next to each other in Science, but he sat close enough for me to see his clothing.

His eyes went wide and he ran off upstairs.
Their Mum came out of the living room grinning.
"Bill! Lola! So nice to see you two once more." she hugged us both separately.
She stepped aside so we could enter their average house.
I looked around taking every little detail in.
This was only the second time I had been in here.
Just as my eyes shifted towards the stairs, Tom came sprinting down them, missing out steps as he went.
He was holding some gift bags in hands.

I hoped he wasn't going to come near me but as he stopped in front of us, I flinched away.
Bill squeezed my hand and Tom frowned.
"I'm truly sorry for what happened. Both of you." He held out the gift bags.
Black for Bill and red for Me.

I gently took the bag from him and looked inside. There were two boxes and some flowers.
I sat down in the living room.

My hands gently trailed along the edges of the boxes.
The smallest one was pulled out first.
I sat and stared at it.

I couldn't bear to open it.
"Go on." Tom urged and sat on the arm of the opposite sofa.
I swallowed hard and pushed up the lid.

Inside, were two silver, diamond encrusted dangling earrings.
"They're sterling." Tom smiled at me.
I couldn't take them from him. They must of cost hundreds.
"Tom.."
"Nein! Take them!" he grinned.
I looked at Bill and he smiled, nodding to me.
I sighed and put them back in the box, picking out the bigger box instead.
My fingers once again pushed open the box.
Sat inside were two tickets to meet My Chemical Romance.

"You really didn't need to, Tom." I urged, closing the box to the lifelong dream of mine.
"But you deserve it. You also deserve better than me." he lowered his head in shame.

I got out of the seat and hugged him.
The biggest hug I could manage without squishing his frail body.
His arms snaked around my waist and we stayed there for a couple of minutes.

We pulled away and two tears slid down my cheek.
"Thank you so much. It's the best sorry present I've ever laid eyes on."
"Good. I really am sorry. I don't know what happened to me. I' trying anger management for you." he smiled.
"I'm happy that I influence your responsible decisions too." I grinned.
"Bill's turn!" Tom declared.

I skipped over and sat next to Bill. He pulled Me closer to him and I laid my head on his chest, relaxed by his regular heartbeat.
He pulled out a chunky, small box and opened it to reveal a silver ring with a huge topaz stone on top. It was shaped like a pointed oval.

Bill grinned and slid it onto his finger. I admired how much it suited him.
Bright and bold.

The next thing he pulled out of the bag was a small shoebox looking container.
He pulled the lid off and gasped at the contents inside.

When he pulled it out, we all gasped as well.
It was a studded microphone.

The rest of the evening was spent with us all chatting over a meal.
Bill decided to walk me home afterwards.

We were led on my lawn again, stargazing.
"So have you completely forgiven Tom?" I frowned.
"No. I will never completely forgive him. But I can try."
He pulled me right into his and my head rested in the crook of his neck.
"I haven't either. He was about to hurt me, and he hurt you. No-one hurts my Billy."
He shivered at my hot breath tickling his neck and I giggled.
We stayed there until I let out a shiver of my own.
It was dark and cold and we needed to get inside.

Bill stopped at my door and hugged me.
"Aren't you coming in?" I smiled up at him.
"No. I've been here for a week. Let's give your parents a rest."
I nodded and kissed his nose.
He leaned down and kissed mine back, then started walking down his own lawn.
Before he went inside, he turned and blew me a kiss.
I returned it and walked inside.

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I woke up startled when something moved downstairs.
I stayed quiet for a bit longer, waiting for something else.
When nothing else moved, I thought that maybe I had imagined it.

I dropped back down and sighed.
I was now wide awake for no reason.

I closed my eyes and tried to relax.
But when the hand clamped over my mouth, it got hard to relax.
I screamed as loud as I could, muffled by the gloves.
My eyes opened and I tried to see the intruders identity.

They were to my side.
I tried to move my head by they held it still and leaned down by my ear.

"If you're quiet, your boyfriend will live through tonight." They sounded familiar, but it was hard to make out the voice while it was muffled.

He finally allowed me to move my head to the opposite side of him.
I wished he hadn't.

Bill was sat in a chair, his hands tied together and a knife at his throat.
He was staying calm and looked at me sternly.

He wanted me to calm down.
He knows we will be saved.

I stopped struggling and took a slow breath.

I just hoped that Bill was right.