I felt a little writers block with the other story I'm working on so I decided to write this to try think of something.
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After he had defeated Royal Pain, things had been great. It was just like all those old superhero comics he used to read. Except for now he was the hero. He got the girl of his dreams, he befriended the enemy, and saved the world from destruction. And most importantly he wasn't powerless. He moved up from sidekick….hero support, to full fledged hero in no time.
Things had gone wonderfully….for a while. He and Layla spent the rest of the year and all summer together. He discovered Warren wasn't such a bad guy. Whatever he did he made sure to make plenty of time for his other friends. He didn't want another mess like when he was dating Gwen.
Then his sophomore year started and things went from great, to okay, to bad, to worse. And it seemed like the progression wasn't slowing down one bit. Things just kept tumbling town, and he just couldn't seem to stop the landslide.
Layla and her newfound powers didn't need him anymore. After the display with her vines she had become a hero as well. Now that she wasn't a sidekick she could make her own breaks, and she climbed up the social ladder as fast as she could. Once she decided she was high enough that she didn't need him anymore Layla kicked him to the curb like he was a one legged cat. A de clawed one, neutered on top of at that. She tossed him out like he was useless.
Of all the people he never expected to let their power go to their head Will thought it would be her. Before this she had always been so sweet. Heck she didn't even eat any kind of animal products. How could a person who didn't eat animal products be so…so cold hearted. Well she could have her stupid plants and vines, he didn't need her anyway. At least that's what he told himself.
He was miserable. He started failing all his classes, not caring about anything, he wouldn't eat, he wouldn't sleep. And frankly it was starting to worry everyone.
All of this lead up to today. It was Saturday, his least favorite day. On Saturdays he had to spend most of the day alone. And no matter what he did he couldn't stop thinking about Layla.
It was pouring. They hadn't had rain like this in forever. No one in their right mind would wonder out into it. But right now he wasn't in his right mind.
He didn't know how long he'd been out here, just walking around the town in one large square. He didn't care if he froze and died right now. At least it would stop the pain.
He turned another corner, going down another block when suddenly a voice from behind him caught Will of guard.
"Will?" The voice asked. He heard rain sloshing as someone stepped toward him. "I thought I saw you walk by a couple of times, but I thought I was just seeing things." The voice said.
"Go away Warren." Will said continuing to trudge through the freezing rain. "What are you dong out here?" Warren asked following Will. "I'm taking a walk. And I would enjoy a little peace on this wonderful day." Will angrily replied.
"Are you crazy?" Warren asked thinking Will had finally lost his mind. He knew after Layla and Will split things had been rough, but he hadn't realized that they had gotten this bad. Will did not reply.
"Come on, you're going to catch a cold. Probably pneumonia as long as you've been out here." Warren said grabbing Wills arm and steering him back up the sidewalk.
"Warren stop! I'm fine just let me go." Will said trying to pull away. He tried to use his strength, he tried to fly away. But not eating much else than a few bites every now and then left him with barley any energy and he just couldn't.
"Can't do that buddy. The shape you're in right now you'd double over and die on me if you kept walking another second." Warren said pulling will along. "My house is just right up here." Warren said reaching the corner and turning up a walkway.
Warren opened the door and walked in. Will just stood there like a pole in the rain. "Won't your parents get mad that I'll be getting their floor wet?" Will asked peering inside the house.
"I live alone dummy." Warren replied pulling Will in and slamming the door. "And besides, I'm soaked now too." Warren said shivering.
"I'm sorry." Will said looking down at the ground. "Just come on. Here come in here and sit down, All my clothes will be a little big on you but they'll have to work until this storm passes and I can drive you home." Warren said leading Will to the living room.
Will was afraid to sit down on the large black couch. He didn't want to ruin it. "I don't want to ruin your couch." He said looking around the room. It was a lot nicer than he expected taking into consideration that it was Warrens house. He expected everything to be black, or have flames on it. With the exception of the couch nothing was either of those things.
"Don't worry about it really." Warren said pushing Will down onto the couch before walking away. Once Will heard footsteps going up the stairs he looked around the room again. He was afraid to get up, he didn't want to damage more of the carpet than he needed to.
He stared at the various knick knacks and pictures around the room. One in particular caught Will's attention. He recognized Warren, but he looked to be about 5 or 6. With him was a woman who looked much like him. And a man he could only suspect was his father.
Will didn't know how long he sat staring at the picture. He heard heavy footsteps coming down the stairs.
"Sorry I took so long, I figured I needed to change myself." Warren said appearing in the room. "Here you go." Warren said handing Will a towel and a pile of clothes. "The bathrooms on the left." Warren told Will pointing down a long hallway
"Thank you for this." Will said looking down at the ground. "It's no problem. This is what friends are for right." Warren said taking a towel to the carpet.
"I'm just so sorry." Will said still looking down. He tried to fight back the tears. He couldn't let Warren know that he was this bad off. He just couldn't. "I'm so sorry for everything." Will said. He started to crumble apart. Tears just streamed out of his eyes and there was no sign of them stopping.
"Aw, come on now Will. There's nothing to be sorry about." Warren said sitting down on the couch next to Will.
"I've been falling apart for weeks." Will said using the towel in his hands to dry his eyes. "I've made everyone's lives miserable. I've made you all worry." Will continued.
"Will we all care about you very much. We've just been really concerned." Warren said patting Will on his back. "I've been so worried about you. I didn't know what to do about it." Warren pulled Will into a hug.
"See, I've worried even you." Will said sobbing loudly.
"Come on now. It's not that big a deal. You're my friend and I was worried about you. That's absolutely normal." Warren said not sure how to handle the situation.
"It's a huge deal. I've just been so lost since she left me. It's like she took all the happiness inside me when she left." Will said sniffling.
Warren thought of a solution to the situation. If that's what was bothering his friend he'd just have to fix it.
"Come here." Warren pulled Will closer. "You know I'm not so good at all this emotional stuff." Warren said rubbing Wills back.
"I'm sorry, I'll just…" Will moved to get up but Warren held tight. "Just shush." Warren said.
Before Warren could even think about what he was doing he had his lips on Will's. It was more of an impulse than anything. When Warren pulled back he looked up at Will.
"See, I made you stop crying." Warren said wiping away the remnants of the tears. "Why did you do that?" Will asked looking up.
"I don't know. I guess I wasn't thinking right." Warren said turning away.
"I guess I'll give you some space. When the rain stops I'll take you home." Warren stood up and started to walk away.
"Please don't leave me." Will said softly. Warren stopped in his tracks. His friend was heart broken and he'd just managed to stab the knife in his back even deeper.
Warren sat back down. "I'll never leave you."
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Hopefully that wasn't too cheesy. I plan on continuing this later. If you liked this check out my Avengers story.