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AlanJovel: Thanks. :) Got bored one night. Saw there wasn't enough FanFic stories with Billy in them, thought, "Why not?" Kinda changed things around, just a little. XD Turned out pretty good. ._.

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It was noon, or well, almost noon Tuesday afternoon. The sun was out, the snow was slowly beginning to melt. The soft dripping noises of the melting ice from rooftops and trees excited Marissa. Being a small town Texas girl, she wasn't all that comfortable with the cold. Honestly, she hated it. But, she loved the snow, oddly enough. She thought it was beautiful, especially when the cities Christmas lights are glowing on it. So many colors. But, so little time to enjoy it. It gets colder the longer she stays out at night. That and she doesn't trust many people at night. Could you blame her? Who would trust the dark? Crazy people.

Marissa was happy. She didn't realize it until she caught herself smiling. She hadn't been happy once almost all her life. She could smile and not be questioned about it. She could laugh and not be told to keep her trap shut. She could do most anything to express her happiness without someone getting in the way of it. - For the time being anyway - The thought of being happy brought more of a smile to her face. But then it faded when she ran into a drunken man, holding a half empty beer bottle. He was muttering something before she ran into him. When she looked up at him her heart instantly skipped a beat. The happy feeling fled from her, instantly turning into fear. He took her arm in a tight grip that made her wince, "So," The man suddenly announced an a harsh voice. "This is where you ran off to? You thought you could hide from me!?" He questioned her angrily.

"Wh-what are you doing here?" She stuttered.

"Taking your worthless soul back home. That's what I'm doing here." He glared.

"I-I'm not going anywhere!" She shouted fearfully.

She was trying to stand for herself for once. She has never said no to her father. Not once. Because, if she did he would beat her until he thinks she's had enough.

He stopped continuing to glare at her, he gripped her arm tighter and tighter until her forearm was completely red. He knew it was only a matter of time before she would give in so he continued to make his grip tighter until Billy rushes in, forcing his way between the two of them. "He, hey! Back off!" He shouted, his tone demanding. He stood in front of Marissa protectively glaring at the man in front of him.

"Who the hell are you?" The man asks studying Billy.

"Someone clearly you don't want to mess with," Billy states with a rough tone. "I suggest you move on before you do something you regret."

"Are you threatening me?" He asks with a smirk.

"No."

"Then, I guess I have nothing to worry about," He says before turning his attention to Marissa who is trying to keep herself hidden behind Billy. "Come on, Marissa. You're coming home. Now."

Silence. Nothing but the tapping of melting ice drops hitting the wet ground is heard. Billy looks over his shoulder at Marissa. Fear written all over her face.

"No." She mutters quietly.

Billy smirked lightly at the man turning his attention back to him, "You heard her, she want's to stay. Now walk away."

"You don't know what she wants," He said beginning to point to himself. "I know what she wants. She wants to come home."

"Home?" Billy scoffed. "Do you even hear yourself? Not to mention, you're drunk. I've met guys like you before. She doesn't need your bull crap right now. She says she wants to stay. She's free to make her on choices now, pal. Now, like I said before. Walk. Away." He says. His tone more commanding.

The man only loosened glare for a moment before pointing the end of his half empty bottle at Marissa, "This isn't over." He states.

He turns around and begins stumbling off. Billy turns around to face Marissa. She only looks away as he looks at her.

"Who the hell was that guy?" Billy asks in a soft and quieter tone.

"The drunken idiot I called my father."

"Y-Your...father?"

"Surprise." She said sounding weak, rubbing her arm, which was still red.

"Are you gonna be okay?" He questions concernfuly.

She nods slowly, "Thank you, for what you did. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't shown up." She says. After she thanks him, she forces herself to say nothing more.

"No problem." He says managing to grin. He lifts her chin up gently so she looks at him. "If you need anything, anything at all. I'll be here. Alright?"

The thought of what he said brought a slim smile to her face. She only nodded slowly looking into his soft, baby blue eyes. He leaned in slowly, brushing his lips against hers. She had closed her eyes seeing him lean in. Before she could do anything, he kissed her gently, pulling away moments later. "Let's...get out of here." Billy suggests. Marissa could only agree.

Yep! Here's chapter two people! xP Hope you like it. If I made any mistakes. Tell me? I'll be sure to fix them! :)