~bill's pov~
Again I laid down on my bed face up. I couldn't fall asleep. I drew again for some time. I somehow managed to draw another portrait of Stanley. I've made three so far. Why have I been-
"Hey..Bill?"
Stanley stood outside my door with tears streaming down his face.
"Oh. Hey S-Stan what's u-up?" I said now sitting up.
"Oh nothing. I j-just couldn't *hiccup* sleep so I want to talk *hiccup* to someone." He says.
I could tell Stan was crying and upset. When we were younger and when we..were still friends, every time he would cry he would hiccup.
I moved over and patted my hand on the bed signaling for him to come over. He did and sat next to me so we were face to face.
"What h-happened?" I asked.
"I had a dream." He said shuddering.
"A bad one."
I gave him a look saying to go on.
"Around us was dark, black and empty. I was with my *hiccup* mom and we were sitting at home and laughing." He gulped.
"Then my dad- Donald came and he-" Stanley started crying more silent tears.
I put my hand on his shoulder saying it was ok and he didn't have to continue if he didn't want to.
"He got custody of me. He won. To make my life and my mom's miserable. He said he was going to beat me up and I-I" He started sobbing.
"Bill I can't! I can't go with him! I can't!"
I put my hand on his.
"It's going to be okay." I said.
"He won't get you. You'll be with your m-mom."
"You'll be safe."
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a/n okay poor stan bb :(
oh and i made these past chapters short because I wanted to leave on a tiny cliff hanger. they'll be longer now :)
started 05/28/20
finished 05/28/20
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it was you; stenbrough
Fanfictionstanley uris and bill denbrough know exactly how they feel about one another. they hate each other. but when bill places a letter, addressed to anyone who finds it first, in his 2nd period chemistry class, the person who finds it may not be who he...
