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Will's POV

I stirred, yawning as I began to wake up. I rubbed my eyes, before blinking and looking around. Sonny was already up, and I could hear crackling and sizzling noises coming from the kitchen, followed by the smell of freshly-cooked bacon. I grinned, hopping up from bed.

My birthday was tomorrow! Gonna be 19. I guess that was an important age. I mean, I was entering my freshman year of college as well.

Speaking of, I had know idea what I was going to do about College? I wondered if Sonny wondered about that as well.

He is 19, going into his 2 year of College.

I decided I'd talk about it later.

I entered the kitchen in my Boxers, plopping onto a chair and resting my arms on the table.

"Morning, love," Sonny said. I smiled. "Morning."

Sonny set down a plate of bacon before me. I guess that would be okay on my throat, right? I mean, it's been quite a while since the surgery.

I finished the plate within about 2 minutes, leaning back in my chair. I decided to get the whole school thing off my chest, or it would eat me alive all day. So I did.

"Sonny, I was thinking about something...," I started, looking over at him. He set the rest of the bacon off the burner, before coming and sitting across from me.

"Sure, Will. What about?" he asked curiously.

"School. I mean, are we going to have to move back and go to school back home, or find somewhere new?" I asked seriously. Sonny thought a minute.

"Well, I kinda have to go back. It's too late for me to enroll in another college, with school only a little bit over a month away.

Why, did you want to go back?" he replied. My heart sank. Would that mean Sonny would have to move away? I absolutely despised my old school.

I always got bullied in high school the thing I wanted to do is go to Salam U with mostly the same people.

"Sonny. But I want to be with you," I said sadly, looking up into his eyes. He took one of my hands.

"Look, Will. I'm not going to make your choices for you. You can either go back to Salem, or go to the new college here," he said softly.

"But if you have go back, wouldn't that mean you have to move back, too?" I asked, my eyes watering. Sonny sighed.

"I'm not sure, Will. More likely than not. Since the college is over 50 miles away, it'll be near impossible to make it there on time every day if I stay here," he said reluctantly. I looked down, trying not to cry.

"What will happen to me if you leave? Where will I go?" I asked quietly, almost in a whisper.

"You can either stay in this room, or I'm sure Dustin would let you stay with him," Sonny said thoughtfully. I got up and ran over to his side of the table.

"I don't want to leave you Sonny! And I don't want you to leave!" I practically jumping into his arms and wrapping my arms around his body, my voice becoming muffled as I buried my face in his neck.

"I don't even know for sure if I do have to leave, love," he whispered. "And if I do, I'd be sure to visit you every day as much as I could."

I sighed, pulling away gently to look at him. My eyes suddenly widened, as realization came to mind.

"Sonny... What about Jamie? And the police? What if... What if they find me... Or you?" I asked. Just thinking about that made tears come to my eyes.

"Will, don't get upset," Sonny said softly, wiping a few stray tears with his thumb. "Hey, your birthday is tomorrow and I don't want you stressing over silly little things, alright?" he added.

I tried to smile, nodding, but it couldn't quite reach my eyes. Sonny sighed and hugged me again.

"And even if we did have to start worrying about the police and that a**hole, I promised you, and even if I didn't before I promise now, that I will keep you safe, no matter what," he whispered into my ear.

I nodded in response, pulling away from the hug. I took my plate and walked it over to the dishwasher, putting it in.

"I'm gonna take a shower," I mumbled. Sonny nodded, standing up.

"If you'll be okay for, about, 10 minutes or so, I have to go pick up your present from the store.

I thought they had it online but they didn't. You'll be okay right?" he asked me. So that's why he was on the laptop.

"Yeah, I guess," I said, with a small smile making Sonny smile back.

"Remember, if you need anything, Dustin's upstairs, room 674C. He seemed like a trustworthy guy," Sonny replied. I gave him a look.

"Sonny, you said he slapped you upside the head with a frying pan and called you a burglar," I questioned, raising an eyebrow. Sonny shrugged.

"Anyways, I'll be back. Stay safe," he said, kissing my cheek before grabbing his car keys and stepping out, shutting the door.

I sighed, walking through the bedroom, grabbing a set of clothes, and entering the bathroom. I shut the door and turned on the shower.

As I waited for the water to heat up, I began to think. Who the Hell was Dustin? Why did Sonny keep mentioning him, and told him he could come over whenever he wanted? I shook my head.

No, Sonny wouldn't do that to me. Would he...? He knows I've been through so much already. So to add cheating on top of that was downright unnecessary.

I didn't realize how hot the shower had gotten until I saw the steam and the mirror begin to fog up. I slipped out of my boxers and stepped inside.

As I cleaned myself up, hair and all, I still questioned that Dustin kid. I shook my head. Sonny would never date someone that young, right? How old did he say Dustin was? 16? That's three years younger. 16 and 19... If you compare the numbers it sounds weird.

But if you just say he was three years younger, it doesn't sound that bad. Even if it is the exact same thing. Oh, the wonders the human brain can do.

I winced as the water began to hit my skin. I quickly grabbed a towel and dried off.

I looked into the mirror in I suddenly became self-conscious of it as I put on my tank top.

Sonny told me not to worry about anything since my birthday was tomorrow, but how could I not?! The love of my life might be moving away, and I might not be going with him.

For all I know, he could be happy to leave me. And second, Sonny might not like me anymore. Oh, get a hold of yourself, Will! The guy even told you he loved you! But did he mean it? And what about him protecting me?

How was he supposed to protect me over 50 miles away?! He promised before, but look where that landed me! In the hospital! With this stupid scar on my neck. My new thoughts brought me to wonder...

Has Sonny meant anything he's told me since we met?

Next Update: Dec/10. Thanks for reading