"Are you okay?"
Tré rushes over to me, his eyes instantly lock mine.
His catlike eyes are filled with genuine concern, something I haven't seen since I was young.
He puts his hands on my shoulders, I inhale sharply.
I have bruises before this beating as well, underneath my shirt.
He quickly moves his hands away and puts them to his side.
"Sorry..."
'He actually cares for me... he really is a fucking alien.'
I look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"I'm fine."
I say directing my eyes to the floor.
"I'm used to it at this point."
I let out a breathy, pathetic laugh.
Tré keeps a concerned face as he looks at me.
"My life is a big joke."
I chuckle again.
He still keeps that same face.
'no laugh? Terrible audience.'
I sigh.
He hugs me softly and my eyes widen.
His hold felt like a home, not a house but a home.
Cozy, safe, and strangely nostalgic.
I felt like I knew him longer than a few days.
I hesitantly hug back, soon clinging to him.
"It's gonna be okay, Bill."
His soothing voice on my neck made me quiver slightly.
My heart feels like its gonna burst out of my chest, again.
I blush profusely and nestle my face in the nape of his neck.
He plays with my hair and smiles gently.
At this moment It felt like it was just us in the whole universe.
((I love this short chapter. so cute. ❤️))
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Fanfiction"Billie, he may want you, but I need you..." - - - trillie angst/fluff story - - - warning: has swearing, abuse, and rape. - - - - 🌸🌸🌸🌸 -------------------- #2 in trillie and #29 in green day <3
