Bill was slammed onto the ground. Tad slipped a bit, falling on his face. Bill accidentally bit his tongue, Tad slipped. Again... It seemed like the fight was going on forever.

I walked out from my room and stood right in front of them, but it seemed as if they were too busy fighting, so I decided to yell.

"WILL YOU TOO CUT IT OUT!?" I yelled. The both paused and looked up at me.. Bill hand was smashed against Tad's face. Bill stumbled to get up and ran towards me.

"I was looking all over for you and I love you so much! I couldn't find you so I thought you were dead and I-!!" Bill wailed until I put my hand on his mouth. I sighed and looked at Tad, who was fixing his bowtie.

"Listen Bill, I... I think we... " I sighed, rubbing my forehead. Bill stared at me, eyebrow raised. I couldn't do it...
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As we walked through the woods, we stayed quite. I told Bill what happened. He didn't want to talk to me anymore. He kept his eyes straight ahead.

I stared at him, and finally his eyes met mine, only for them to quickly turn away. We walked on the dirt path, trying to make our way out the woods. No light beamed from the tall trees.

"It must be night time. I see a cabin over there. We can stay there for the night.. " Bill finally spoke. I felt his arm brush against me. I looked where he was looking to see a dim cabin. We trudged towards it.

"Isn't this breaking in, Bill? I dont want to get in trouble.." I mumbled, rubbing my arm.

"You're already in trouble. Now stop your complaining.. " Bill growled, kicking the door open. The dark sight of a living room appeared. It seemed like no one have lived here for a while.

I kicked off my shoes and socks, wiggling my toes in the soft carpet. I sighed and collapsed on the couch. Bill glared at me before looking into the fridge. He groaned and slammed the fridge door closed. Empty.

He leaned on it and stared at me. I quickly turned away. Two can play at this game. Bill growled softly and walked up behind the couch, hopping over it and sitting down. He put his arm around me and pulled me close to him.

"Promise you'll never leave me again... " Bill whispered in my ear. I stiffened at his voice. It wasn't like his usual stupid, goofy self. It was more shaky and in pain. I laid my head on his chest and sighed.

"I... I promise.. " I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep. A nice, quite, drama free sleep.

I woke up with Bill missing from me grip. I squeezed my hands a bit, missing the touch of his warm hands. I blinked and looked around. I sat up and stretched. On the coffee table sat a nice breakfast. Eggs, bacon, grits, and sausage (Even though I'm a skinny bitch I get that sausage!) sat in a paper plate. It smelled great.

I picked up the plate of food and looked to the side to see a spoon and fork sitting on a napkin. I picked up the fork and dug in. I looked at my clothes. They had seemed to be changed into clothing I never wore before.

Nice silk pajamas was fitted on me. I blushed, thinking about who saw me partially naked. I shivered and got up and moved to the hallway. I opened a door and saw Bill, sleeping in a bed, slob running down his mouth.

I walked in and sat in the bed, watching him quitely. ( Wtf you guys ⊙_⊙) His messy hair covered his face a bit. He made a lot of improvements with his hair. He had blonde hair with the side having a dark brown color.

I tapped on him softly, only to get a soft groan. He grabbed my silk collar and pulled my face close to his. He opened on eye and sighed, loosening his grip.

"How was breakfast?" he asked, still having one eye open. I blinked. I felt his arm wrap around me and pull me into his bed. I smiled a bit and decided to speak.

"It was great! Thanks Bill.. " I smiled, kissing him. He nodded slowly and closed his eyes. He rubbed his face, trying to stay awake.

"I stayed up all night ..." he mumbled loud enough for me to hear. I nodded and laid. My head into the crook of his neck. I wrapped my legs around one of his legs. He softly chuckled, putting his hand on the back of my head, feeling my hair.

"I have died everyday.... Everyday was hell without you.. No one loved me... Now that your back.... I feel complete again.. So.... Complete...." Bill whispered in my ear.
"I'm glad you are back, y/n. But, there is hell awaiting us. I will explain everything in a while..." I felt Bill sit up. My arms were around his neck.

I let go and watched him get out of bed. He was shirtless with yellow boxers. He stretched and walked out of the room. His warm body was replaced with a cold dent in the bed... What was he talking about. What hell?