No!
That is what Will wants to say, and actually what he probably would say, if it weren't for the fact that he's too busy being depressed, as well as pissed at Sue and Terri and, yeah, even Principal Figgins.
Youcan'tmarry him! No way!
In his head, he is full-out yelling at Emma, leaning forward and taking her shoulders and shaking them even though he knows she'd hate that. And in his head, Emma is asking him why.
That isn't in his head. Did he say that out loud? No, but Emma can read him well enough that he might as well have, and even though she's not speaking, the question is clear in her eyes. Why? What do you care?
Why? Because I love you. Even though I know it's not enough, even though I know it doesn't make even the tiniest difference, because I know I can't leave Terri alone in a situation like this...I do. And I'd rather die than have to see you with anyone but me.
It's selfish, he knows, and he doesn't say it. But he still wants to.
They stand there in silence for a moment, before Emma finally nods, forces a smile, and turns to walk away. Will gives a resigned sigh and starts to leave the school. Just as he is about to walk out the door, he turns back to look at Emma, and she turns at the same moment. Her eyes are still asking why, but it's a different why now. Why are you letting me do this?
Because no matter how much I love you, it'll never be enough, but you still deserve to be happy.
He walks out the door before another second has passed, because the words are on the tip of his tongue, those bittersweet, cutting words, and he can't afford to hurt Emma by saying them.
He still wants to, though. Because at least then she'd know the truth.