And now I wonder, If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by. Cause you know I would walk a thousand miles if I could just see you...tonight
The alarm clock on the nightstand blinked its bright red neon in Nicole's face. '3:02 and he still isn't home.' She sighed and rolled onto her back. She missed William a lot, probably even more so than when he had been taken by GADEM. When he was gone, she just about lost her mind with worry, trying his phone even though it wouldn't work. But she couldn't do much else. And she had felt useless. Like she did now laying in their queen sized bed under the smooth silky sheets. But the other side was cold and empty.
Every night since he's been back, he's always come back bloody and bruised. She knew he needed time, and she wanted to give him as much of it as possible. She couldn't imagine what pain he was going through, that he had gone through. She also just didn't want to screw things up since William was in such a vulnerable state. Another sigh left her lips as she decided to get up and walk into the kitchen to make a late night snack... or would it be early morning snack?
Shaking her head she ran her fingers through her long brown hair. Feeling the carpet under her feet she stood thinking about the vague details that Lulu had told her about his previous relationship. She didn't like Taze to say the least, but then again she didn't know what her side of it was and didn't care much about hearing it. Honestly, to say it made her feel slightly intimidated wasn't wrong. Somedays she wondered how she compared to Taze when they were together. Maybe she wasn't right for him either. Too passive, not liking confrontation. But seeing him come home as badly beaten as he probably felt was heart-wrenching and she wished she could do more for him.
Walking past the door to the hall of the apartment complex she heard it slowly creak open. She stood there and watched as William stumbled cuts and bruises on his face. And it tore her heart to shreds. As he almost fell forward Nicole caught him under the shoulder to steady him. Nicole helped him to the couch. Leaning to the side she pulled open the drawer of the side table and pulled out a small first aid kit. "Let's get you cleaned up." She held a gentle smile to her lips as she pulled out some solution and cotton balls.
Putting the soaked cotton ball to one of his cuts she gave an apologetic smile. "Sorry, I know it stings. But can't see that handsome mug with all this blood." She tried to joke it off, hoping it came off the way she wanted it too instead of passive-aggressive.
Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.
Everything in life just seemed to spiral out of control since Brittney had come back into his life. Being captured by gadem was the first time he had seen her in a few years and then the club was split and he was drug to new York on the bosses orders. William was Loyal to Johnny and with buster going he didn't see sticking around with the old club that he didn't get along with the lot of them. Then again he wasn't easy to get along with and he probably only cut loose around buster and johnny because he had know them for years now.
After the attack he caused on the club it was forgiven because ti was said to not be his fault. Between that and his ex his mind was on a downward spiral and he fell into old habits. Drinking and drugs late every night and by 5 am he was passed out in bed until he was called on for club business. Not a word had been said to Nicole by him about his ex or anything to do with his time at Gadem. Instead he went out when it go dark and would find a bar to drink.
Some point in that he would end up in a fight with one of multiple people and as easy as it would be to wreck them in metal form. No he chose to fight like a normal person and tonight was no different. Fumbling with keys he finally got in the door and as he stumbled Nicole was there to catch him like most nights.When he plopped down on the couch he stared down at his lap for the most part.
His head was spinning and on a good day he wasn't really chatty Kathy. Feeling the alcohol on the gashes he heard her speaking and he pulled away from her attempts to doctor him. Really he wash partially trying to push her away but all he aver got was this mild natured woman who dealt with his bullshit. For what? Love? that was the biggest joke he had heard.
@tag // Notes: Short but William DOESN'T have much to do atm.
And now I wonder, If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by. Cause you know I would walk a thousand miles if I could just see you...tonight
If she listened closely she could probably hear a pin drop in the hall as the room was still silent. Letting out a little sigh as William kept moving to get out of her reach she frowned. “Okay.” Getting up from her seat next to him she decided to do something a little more forward. “You want to play that game, then I can play another.” She said as she moved to straddling his waist.
“William…” Her voice was soft as she gently put a hand to his cheek. Her eyes were filled with concern. “It’s not good to keep bottling things up.” She felt so small and useless that she couldn’t reach him. This is the man she loves, someone she would follow to the ends of the earth, hell even to the end of the galaxy and further if he asked. “Say something…”
She was starting to feel frustrated that he didn’t open up to her. He was always so guarded, even when they were alone. He could let loose a little, but it was almost like he just couldn’t trust her. She wanted to show him he could trust her. Picking up the cotton ball again she dabbed and persisted when he pulled back again. “Whether you like it or not I’m cleaning your cuts. You can be pissy about it later. Or, you can talk and I’ll let you do it when you’re sober.”
Not waiting for a response at first she pulled out a few small bandages and got a few of them closed up. Taking another cotton ball she put solution on it and started on another one. Honestly she was nervous being so authoritative like that. She wasn’t always the best at asserting herself as someone who had control over anything. It’s why she felt so good with William.
He gave her that direction she had really been looking for in life, and he was a good guy about it. He never took advantage, only in the bedroom and even then they had a safe word in case it got to be too much. But he was always in control, and she trusted him with her life. She felt the prickling of tears behind her eyes as she stopped for a moment. She hadn’t said those three little words floating around in her head, because they mean so much to her.
He means so much to her, but if he wasn’t sure about where they were headed as he kept coming home beaten, drunk, and drugged. “You know… when we first met… I didn’t know about the Fool’s Dice club. I don’t normally pay attention to gossip and things. I don’t know anything… about what you’re going through William. You’re difficult to read, or I’m just terrible at reading faces. Either way, I can’t help you if you don’t let me know what’s going on.” She could go on a huge rant, but she couldn’t talk, if he wasn’t willing to listen.
Hear my shapeless songs i'm singing and painting this morning light, bit by bit, hoping I'd get to that summer sky. I'm feeling alright I can see your palm reaching out to mine. ---In the orange sky, there is glowing fireflies.
Out of the three siblings William had always been the most reserved in general. Always serious and basically demanding respect anywhere he went. Unlike most of the fools he didn't have some sad back story about a junkie mom or abusive dad. No his family was loving and supportive and even had the money to give him whatever he wanted. Instead he met some scrawny smart ass named Buster and then the fools. He had the reputation for being as cold as the metal he mimicked and he had done things that most would've lost sleep over.
When he met Brittney things had started to change and he had started to let his guard down and just be a happier person. He figured they would get married and she would be the one who gave him his family but Outlaws dont get a happy ending. They die bloody and watch the women they care about run away from them. Or die because of some retaliation from some person they had pissed off that week. So after Brittney left he swore he would never let himself get drug down that rabbit hole again.
It damn near killed him the last time and seeing her again after all those years. It brought those same feelings a fears to the surface and couple that with his attack on the club. whether it was his fault or not he was angry at himself for getting into that position in the first place. Mostly he was just angry at the fact that he just couldn't seem to let anyone in. His head had Flinched away from Nicole but he then felt her on his lap.
This woman was dabbing and trying to clean cuts no matter how much he tried to avoid it. His hands moved to grip her waist as she pleaded for him to say something, Say anything. This had been the same instance so many time when the girl got to needy and close he would just shut them out and cause them to leave. None of them ever made it past the cold he gave them. She talked about not being able to help him if she didn't know and he just pursed his lips.
His hands moved up her sides and pulled her frame closer. His lips moved to the skin of her neck and his teeth nipped and teased the flesh. Honestly he would rather make her forget this need for him opening up by taking her to the bedroom and punishing her for everything he couldnt get over in his head. Run her away before she ended up dead or hurt anyworse.
And now I wonder, If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by. Cause you know I would walk a thousand miles if I could just see you...tonight
Feeling his lips on her skin, his teeth nipping at her neck sent shivers down her spine. All she wanted to do was get him to open up just a little. Get a dent in the cold metal that surrounded his heart. She wanted to know what his fears were and how she could possibly help him figure things out. She pulled back some to finish up bandaging his cuts.
Feeling him go back in she pushed off his lap and picked up the bloody cotton balls and put away the first aid kit. She didn't want to be just another girl he fucked with. But right now that’s how it was feeling and she was starting to feel stupid. Sure she was naive, but she knew what she was talking about keeping feelings hidden. Keeping problems on the highest shelf wrapped up in a box to never be touched.
“Well, looks like I’m going to have to buy more bandages.” Nicole looked at William with a sad smile. Not one of pity, but one of sympathy. Gulping around the slight lump of nerves in her throat she was going to just go with what she was thinking. “You need to stop with the pity party. It’s not going to change anything that has happened. It’s only going to keep you from moving forward.”
She moved to the kitchen and threw away the dirty things in her hand and cleaned her hands thoroughly. Her words would probably hurt him, but it was the truth. He needed to get over it. She felt like a nuisance now though. She felt the tears well up and she splashed her face a little to keep from crying. "Are you hungry for anything? Maybe some water?" She yelled back. Maybe that would at least get him to say something.
