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- [SAFE AND SECURE] -
[So, this is yesterday. A lone Will sits in his apartment, because why not? He doesn’t have to go to the godforsaken library today, so why not appreciate the fact that he could wallow on his own, huh? Because wallowing he was. Because MAYBE HE HAS SEEN A THOMAS. So, yes, wallowing, my friend. Because he’s dumb like that. He will, in fact, wallow. And let me type wallow one more time for good measure. Wallow.
Anyway, One Miss Emily Stuart has bust onto the scene. (She probably had a key made for herself, tbh), and she flops down in front of a surprised William. (But he really shouldn’t be surprised.)]
Happy birthday, dickhead.
Ugh. Don’t.
You’re so weird. What’s your issue with birthdays anyway? What’d they ever do to you?
You act like I’ve had such great birthdays in my time.
So you never had a great big birthday party. Oh, no.
My parents don’t give a shit about my birthday. Neither does anybody else. Why should I?
Because it brought you into the beautiful world, William. And clearly I care about your birthday, since I’m here.
Oh, there’s something to be excited about.
Don’t be fucking rude, you ass.
There’s nothing exciting about this beautiful world. So I should celebrate my entrance into it anyway? No thank you.
Not even the ~stars are exciting enough for you?
One redeeming quality is not enough.
What’s got you in more of a grumpy mood than usual? Is it just the birthday that ~no-one~ cares about? Or is it something else?
We’re having heart-to-hearts now, are we?
You’ve been a whiny douche ever since you got out of jail. And again, I mean more so than you normally were.
Emily, mind your business, please.
When have I ever done that?
It’s always a good time to start.
Is this about that girl?
Emily. Shut up.
It is, isn’t it? Holy shit, dude. You’re being a brat.
It’s not your place to talk to me about her, okay? You don’t even know anything about it.
I know you broke her heart because you thought she was ~too good~ for you. I know you tried to kill a guy because he hurt her. I know you’re being a little wimp over the fact that you think she hates you for it.
It’s more than that, kid. My community service is where she works, and I have to see her all the time, and I have to watch some guy come visit her on her lunch breaks, and watch them talk on our bench, of all things--
Hold on... Our~ bench? Our bench doesn’t exist, Will. And if she talks to another guy, you shouldn’t be pissed about it, because you’re the one who told her that you two would never happen.
Maybe I didn’t realize how crazy it would make me feel to see her do what I told her to do. Maybe I wasn’t banking on being stuck in that library. And maybe I wasn’t expecting to still give a shit after this long.
So why don’t you just fucking tell her you were lying to her, then????
Because she doesn’t deserve to hear that from me after everything I’ve put her through. And besides-- it’s doubtful she still feels the same way after all of it.
You’re so stupid. You clearly care about this girl a lot-- maybe you even love her, and you’re punishing yourself by making sure you don’t get a single ounce of happiness, just because you think you don’t deserve it. God, I hate this family.
What do you want me to do, Emily? What do you want out of me here?
Maybe you need to give the girl a say in this, Will. You’ve never given her a chance. Apologize, and be fucking sincere for the first time in your miserable life, and show her that you care about her. Maybe then you won’t have to worry about being driven insane by seeing her move on.
You want me to throw myself at her, is that it?
I did not say to whore yourself out, no. You know how to be charming, William... when you want to be. Maybe if you do that, but you’re sincere about it-- like, Jesus, just act as normal as a Stuart can work. And let yourself be happy for once.
Ah, you want me to charm her.
I want you to act normal. I’m sick of the moping.
Fine. I’ll charm~ her.
Act. Normal.
I’ll act normal! Jesus.
Good. Now that that’s out of the way, I’ve got your birthday present~.
Joy.
[She pulls something out of a her purse (unwrapped), and hands it to him. It is a small card thing, of some sort. Once Will actually reads it, it is, in fact, a Monopoly card. You know the one. The get out of jail free card. Oh yes.] Just in case, ya know~.
Oh, how thoughtful of you.
I’m nothing, if not considerate, cuz.
Aren’t you the greatest?
I so am.
- [SAFE AND SECURE] -
[Will is angry. In fact, he’s never felt this much rage before in his entire life. And no, he didn’t just want to yell and scream and kick a few tables over, as he usual urge was when something pissed him off. He wasn’t even an angry person. Snarky and sarcastic, sure. But angry and violent? Not so much. He usually let things roll of his back... Things that were no big deal. But this wasn’t something that fell under that category. No. This was much more serious than that. It was much worse, and he wasn’t sure that there was much that could satiate him. Nothing but blood, really.
As soon as Flora was out of his sights, he was up from that bench immediately, and he was heading to that bar. And he was blaming himself the whole journey there. Because maybe if he’d just been there like practically every other night, he could have made sure she was fine. He could have made sure she was safe, and that she went to her own home, instead of staying at the bar far too long with someone she hardly knew-- someone that just wanted to take advantage of her. The very thought made his blood boil again.
He was sure that his fury and bloodlust fueled him somehow, and made him have some form of super-speed, because he got to that bar in no time, (maybe it was just the fact that he was flooring it.).
He stepped in, wasting no time looking for the faces he remembered from that first night he found Flora here. He knew they’d be here. That type had nowhere better to go. That type had nothing better to do than to prey on trusting people.
He searched every face closely in the low lights, examining with precision to make sure he didn’t miss them.
It took hardly any time for his eyes to fall on one of them. And not even a few seconds later, he saw the other’s friend nearby. His vision turned red, and it tunneled, as if all he could see were the faces of the men. He let out a low growl in the back of his throat, wondering how he might go about this without flooring the both of them in the middle of a bar.
But did he care about someone noticing? Everyone should know what was done. Every woman around should know what to look out for.
So, he stepped towards the pair once they were close enough to each other to get both of them at the same time, and once his hands were on them and he jerked them back, he glanced at the ladies that had been speaking with them.]
Apologies. They’re needed elsewhere.
[The women sneered, but rolled their eyes and moved on. Once Will had them turned around, one of the two spoke up.]
I remember you! [He’s clearly drunk.] You’re that girl’s guardian.
That girl?!
Like I remember her name. [Will let out another growl.]
She your girl? That’s rough, pal. She gave it up to me a few nights ago. [This idiot doesn’t realize what he’s done by revealing himself, so he’s smirking away because he just sees it as himself having proved some sort of alpha status. sigh.]
It was you. [His fist clenches beside him, and the tunnel vision gets worse, and now all he can see is red, and this guy’s face.]
Yeah. Just said that. Sorry about it.
Sorry?! [His voice is so completely unlike his own, usual somber tone. It’s full of a murderous hate, and totally unrecognizable. So screw the fact that you’re in public. He grabs the guy by his shirt and practically carries him to where he can be slammed angrily against a wall.] Sorry?!
What the hell is wrong with you?! [At this point, the offender’s friend is trying to swoop in to stop what’s now happening. Will snaps his head back to look at the one trying to pull him off, and he gives him a snarl.]
If you know what’s good for you I suggest you back the fuck off, alright? [It’s low and threatening, and maybe this guy pinned against the wall isn’t that great of a friend either, because the other one is slowly backing away with his hands up, before turning away completely. Will turns back to the wall guy.] So, I need you to tell me what made you think you had the right to take advantage of that girl. I need you to give me an explanation.
Get off of me, you crazy prick!
[Will slams him against the wall once more, and there is a lovely cracking sound that came from his head making impact with the wall.] Now. Before I stop being nice.
It was just sex. Get over it!
[This is where wall buddy tries to get the one up on Will, but Will is 2OP right now, and so it doesn’t work, so he just starts dragging him out instead, and none of the people are focused on what’s going on, and the bar tenders are too concerned with keeping a bar fight from being a bar fight to worry about what happens once they’re outside.]
It’s called RAPE, YOU FUCKING PUNK. [He punctuates this sentence with a nice, big knuckle sandwich to the face. The guy staggers, and, drunk as he is, falls backward onto the pavement. Will joins him there, lifting him up by the shirt just slightly to look Will in the face. Will is pleased to see blood already coming from his nose.] And I don’t think that people like you deserve to be able to walk around like everything is normal after you do something so [punch.] damn. [punch.] vile! [punch.] Do you see what I’m saying here? I’m saying there is a dumpster behind this bar, and if I have my way, I will see your bleeding-out body in there before I leave. [Why not knock his head against the pavement, eh?]
You’re insane. [The guy is coughing.]
You haven’t seen insane yet. [And he’s lifting the guy to his feet just to frickin’ Chuck Norris kick him into a wall. Again, the drunken guy takes this opportunity of being free of the hands of Will Stuart to try and get the one-up on him. Behold, as Will was stomping directly towards him, the dick actually manages to get a punch in. A weak one, but still enough that it would leave a mark on Will. As you would imagine, this serves to rile up the blood lust within Will even more.
More than a couple of punches are thrown the drunk guy’s way again, in various places of the body, such as the face and stomach, all with the drunk guy trying his darndest to fight back. This gets harder for him the more the punches progress, and Will can tell the guy will probably lose consciousness soon. And again, this pleases him greatly. Will releases him, and he slumps to the ground. When Will kneels down to get face level with him, the guy puts his hands in front of his face like a knee-jerk reaction.] What? Scared? Good. I want you to be scared... like you made her.
[And just as Will’s about to make the punch that he presumes would knock the bastard the fuck out, he feels hands grab his shoulders and pull him back. As he’s being dragged backwards, he sees the face of the now half-way passed out man’s friend, and then he looks up and sees a couple of badges. Wonderful. He figures now that the friend must have noticed the absence of himself and the other friend and contacted police.
Suddenly, Will is against a car, and there are handcuffs being placed on him. But as he’s being shoved into the back of a police car, he notices that, yes, in fact, the man was motionless on the ground, and the police car and handcuffs didn’t matter in that moment. He was calm.]
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