Chapter Seven – The line between friendship and love.
It was tough being cooped up in the Brurrow. But we all managed it. I escaped out of the house to the field but… it was different. I usually stood at the edge of the field too scared to actually enter it. I stood there and all the memories came flooding into my mind. I saw it… and felt the pain again. I stood there staring at the field.
It use to be a place I sought out to go… now, I'm scared to enter it. My haven was now hell. I started to back away when I ran into someone.
"Relax… It's just me."
"Sorry Bill…" I mumbled.
The friends thing was a hard line to walk. It was nice not hating him but it was hard to actually talk and sit around with him because, I had to remember that he's with Fleur. I just… I need help with the line because it's hard to find the distinction between the two. We stood there in silence for a minute.
"Why won't you enter the field anymore? I see you out there but you just stand here looking haunted." He said. I knew he wanted me to admit that I was scared but I wouldn't. I didn't get scared… well, I didn't like to admit that I did anyway.
"Come on…" Bill said as he took my hand and led me into the field. My heart rate spiked as I tried to stay calm. I stayed close to Bill as he led me through the field. We stood in there clearing and the pain shot through me. What happened in here was terrible. I was in execrating pain. My heart pounded I thought for sure it would burst through my chest. After I thought I'd be sick I turned to run from the field when I ran into someone.
"Shush… Kat…" Charlie crooned as I started crying.
"Bill what the hell are you doing?" Charlie growled.
"I'm helping her…" He started.
"Yes, this is helping her?" Charlie said.
"She needed to get over the fear." Bill shouted.
"Oblivious, but we weren't there… we don't really know what they did to her before we got there… Sometimes you're so thick." Charlie shouted as I cried into his chest.
"Stop it the lot of you!" I shouted as I pulled out of Charlie's chest. "We cannot turn against each other… now yes, he was trying to help… and yes it upset me… and yes neither of you were there but… it doesn't matter. I wouldn't change anything I did in this field even if you were here. So please…" I whispered.
"Please, just stop fighting… that's worse than being in pain." I said in a low voice. I tore away from Charlie as I headed up towards the house.
I just hated this. I started cooking dinner… or at least trying too but I started a fire.
"Oh!" Charlie said as he and Bill came running into the kitchen.
"I'm sorry Charlie." I muttered. They laughed at me and made me sit down and let them cook. I sat there muttering mutinously under my breath. The boys paid no attention to me as they cooked and did things… I'm not exactly sure what cooking entails.
"…Show offs." I muttered as Bill started setting the table.
"Show offs eh?" he asked as he smirked.
"I'll wipe that smirk off your face." I said as I got up and Bill started running. I caught up to him and jumped on his back as we ran through the house. Charlie was laughing at him. Bill tossed me off onto the couch.
"Rats." I muttered.
"Ha-ha." Bill smiled as he stuck his tongue out. I rolled my eyes and ducked off the couch and pushed him down.
"HA-Ha!" I laughed. Bill grabbed my hand and pulled me onto to the couch, on top of him.
"Crap." I muttered. He chuckled.
"Guess we're even." He said with a smile. I sighed, "I suppose so." I muttered mutinously. I rolled off the couch (and Bill) and headed back over to the kitchen.
"Charlie I want to cook! I want to sauté things and do the BAM!" I griped. He laughed.
"Alright…" He muttered.
"Stir." He said. I sighed, "I can do more than stir… Charlie." I said.
"You've started two fires." He reminded me.
"What if I mess this up… I have magical powers." I said as Charlie was finishing setting the table. Bill came and sat on the counter watching me.
"You cannot mess that up… you just have to stir." Bill laughed. Charlie shook his head at me. "Bill's right… it's just sauce." I kept stirring.
"Is it supposed to do that?" The sauce was bubbling and doing weird things.
"Yes Kat." Charlie and Bill said. Finally dinner was done and we sat down and started eating.
"Well this looks great." I muttered mockingly. They shook their heads and ate. We ate and chatted about useless things. After dinner we sat around having a drink.
"Well, since I cooked, it's only fair you two do the dishes." I flashed them a brilliant smile.
"Funny… but since I cooked you and Bill will clean up." Charlie said. I tried to protest but in the end I agreed to it. Charlie headed upstairs to get cleaned up as Bill was doing the dishes and I stood next to him watching.
"You know you should help me." Bill said. I smiled.
"Why's that?" I asked him.
"Because then we'd get this done twice as fast." He looked down at me.
"Fine." I muttered. We finished the dishes and headed outside to watch the stars. The sky was unusually clear tonight. We stood at the edge of the field for a minute and then I took Bill's hand and we walked down into the field were we use to go when we were kids. I laid down and stared up at the sky.
"It's so pretty."
"Yeah… it is."
Bill put his arm around me as we laid there.
"Bill…" I whispered. I hated that I always seemed to ruin the perfect moment but I needed to ask the question.
"Yes darling?" he asked. I didn't flinch at this but I made my words slightly harsh.
"Are you still with Fleur?" I asked. We laid there quiet in the field.
"I am here with you." He said. I sighed and rolled over and looked up at him. "Bill… Be straight with me…" I whispered.
"Kat…" He whispered. I finally decided I didn't want to hear what he was going to say and I leaned upward to kiss him. I pulled back and felt silly until he rolled over and leaned down and deepened the kiss.
This was the reason why I had trouble walking the line between friends, and love.