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Mrs. Kaulitz stopped me. "It was nice finally getting to talk to you." A small grin appeared on my lips, "Likewise."
"Mari, if Bill ever gets into any trouble please tell me." "I will."
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Don't judge me. I soon stopped at a empty, rundown house which Bill entered. I peeked through the open door and could hear voices, mainly
screaming and shouting. This definitely didn't look like a normal meeting between friends. The clouds moved and made the moon more visible, thanks to that there was a bit more light. From what I could see inside, the guys were in a very heated argument but Bill still kept his distance until the guy snapped and ran towards Bill to punch him. Before I knew it I was infront of Bill and took the punch for him. The taste of blood was the only thing I could think about. It was oddly sweet.
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My body started shaking and I could feel how my knees went weak, small teardrops fell from my eyes and I didn't even bother to wipe them. Pretty delayed reaction, I know. A girl like me wasn't exactly used to situations like this. Dealing with a group of scary men, out at midnight, getting punched and messing up my shirt. I couldn't deal with all these
emotions stirring up inside me so I did what I do best, cry. And the crying only made me feel worse, which led me to cry even more, it was a vicious cycle. To cry in front of Bill, the person who made me grow to hate this side of me the most wasn't something I'd thought I'd do in a million years. It was a silent cry, the only thing that could be heard was the
teardrops hitting the ground but it didn't stop me from feeling any less weak. My eyes stayed locked to the
ground, I couldn't look up, I didn't want to look up. Bill had most likely noticed my crying yet he still didn't say anything. He only remained silent.
Did he not know what to say? Or did he simply just not want to say anything? Either way I didn't have
a problem with it.
"Do you still consider me a crybaby?"
The question sat at the air which made me feel stupid for opening my mouth and saying something like that. I looked up, just so I could see his face. If I could read his expression maybe I'd feel less awkward? But the expression I saw wasn't one I had expected. His lips were curved in a smirk. "What a stupid question," he said. "You'll always be my crybaby."
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