First off, thank you to anyone who followed the story-*cough*Iloveyou*cough*- and second of all, Billy kind of becomes Annie Wilkes in this chapter. Heh heh, sorry 'bout that. 3XD Also, you'll find out more about Alex's suicide threat. I know you all wanted to hear about it.
Anyway, enough with my useless rambling; let's continue from where we left off~
"Wow, this is your domy?! It's real horrorshow!" Billyboy exclaimed.
"Glad you like it. I actually can't stand this place," Alex replied, slightly wincing.
"Why do you say that, droogie?" Billy asked, somewhat concerned.
"...I'll tell you when we get inside," he answered as he put his hand in his pocket, looking for the keys.
Dammit, where are they? He thought to himself as checked his other pocket. Not here either. Please don't tell me I lost them. He softly cursed at himself under his breath. Wait, there they are! Alex mentally slapped himself as he opened the front door.
"I'm assuming you think the inside is more 'horrorshow' than the outside. Am I correct?" Alex asked as he locked the door behind him.
"Of course." Billy replied.
"Let's go up to my room. We can talk there," Alex suggested.
The two walked upstairs with only silence between them. When they got to Alex's room, they plopped on the bed and got right back to what really mattered.
"Now tell me why you hate it here."
"I'd rather not speak of it."
Suddenly, Billy looked Alex dead in the eyes.
Alex grew somewhat nervous. No one outside of his teachers, doctor, and parents knew. Well, that, and the fact that his new found 'droog' was glaring at him right in the eyes. He then stared at the floor before proceeding to speak. "I- it's nothing. I promise."
Before he realized it, Billy had put his hands on his shoulders.
"I know you're lying. C'mon, we're droogs. You can tell me!"
"I don't know how to tell you. But, I knew it was inevitable to bring this up again..." Alex breathed heavily as prepared himself to bring up bad memories. "...last year, when we were testing, I was becoming real stressed. It was killing me. I began questioning myself because I felt like I was trying too hard to impress everyone. And then I realized that I didn't want to live like this anymore. I-" *sob* "I didn't want to go on. So, I wrote a note to my parents telling them that I was going to end myself that night. And when they read it, they took me to the hospital. They tied me down to the bed for that night. The only thing drowning out the silence was my sobs and pleads for death. After that, I was diagnosed with depression. I began taking medicine for it, and for the time being, I was feeling better. But the meds stopped working, I never told anyone, accept you, I just go on, living a lie. I hide my pain, y'know. You're one of the few who's seen it. Now you can't tell this to anyone, okay? It's just between us droogs, alright?"
Billy was taken aback. The one human he admired & envied was just another broken soul, begging to be put out of his misery.
"Oh my Bog, Alex. I never knew. I'm sorry, shouldn't have asked. Please accept my appypolly loggy!" Billy felt truly guilty. He hated it when he was asked about his home life. He felt like he had just done the same thing to Alex.
"Apology accepted," Alex said as he wiped his tears. It had been a while since he cried.
The two friends then found themselves in a tight hug. Well, until Billy saw a familiar car driving slowly down the street. He quickly jerked away from Alex and grabbed his things.
"What's wrong? Why are you panicking?" Alex asked, worried about his friend.
"My Pee's on his way home. Assuming Em's still passed out, I have a chance to get back to the domy before him! Sorry, droogie, but I've got to go!"
And with that, Billy ran down stairs and out the back door. Alex watched as he jumped over the fence and ran. It seemed like both boys had their own dark obstacles to over come.
Everything these two had gone through only strengthened their understanding of each other. But why did they have to become enemies..?