Saving William (Gay!)

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13. The great escape

I can understand how when the edges are rough
And they cut you like the tiny slivers of glass
And you feel too much
And you don't know how long you're gonna last,

But everyone you know, is tryna smooth it over,
Find a way to make the hurt go away,
But everyone you know, is tryna smooth it over,
Like you're trying to scream underwater,
But I won't let you make the great escape,
I'm never gonna watch you checking out of this place
I'm not gonna lose you
'Cause the passion and pain
Are gonna keep you alive someday
Gonna keep you alive someday

- The Great Escape Pink



Will and I sped walked back towards my house. Even though I'm taller than him, with longer legs, I had to practically jog to keep up with him. I didn't know who he was talking to until he said Allie's name.

I could hear the fear in his voice when he was talking to her. I didn't ask questions after he asked for my car.

The look he gave me, I'd drive him to California if he asked me to. Hell, if I could I'd drive him across the ocean to China, if I could. Knowing him, he'd rather swim. He wanted to walk home, sopping wet, from that party.

He's insane.

As we speed walked up my drive way I pulled my keys out of my pocket, at the garage door I inserted the numbers in the keypad to unlock it and it opened.

I opened the driver's side door to my car and got in. I had the car on before he'd even opened his door. HE got in and I pulled the car back out of my garage. "Where to Will?"

He told me what part of the city Allie lives in. It's a good half an hour drive. I try hard not to speed in that direction.

When Will told me where she'd be I could hear the stutter in his voice, the fear, the absolute desperation. Fuck it.

I'm speeding. They can pull me over. I can pay any ticket easily.

"Will, don't worry. What's going on with her?" I felt a need to talk to him to make sure he's okay.

"She's she's got test results from last week's doctor's appointment. It's probably bad. A year ago they gave her a year to live. Her health's been severely deteriorating over the last few months. That's why I've been trying to spend as much time as possible with her."

I nod, what can I possibly say? I lost my mom, my dad is dad, but I can't understand this. I was only four when my mom died. I barely remember her. I remember my dad's murder like it was yesterday, but I don't really care about him, I'm happy he's dead, I'd never forget his death.

But besides Will's family, this girl is his whole world. She truly doesn't deserve this kind of pain. She deserves happiness.

I let my fingers not on the wheel grab onto his, my fingers twinned through his. My thumb seemed to brush his hand of its own accord. Out of the corner of my eye I could see him visibly relax. "I need the address."

He gives it to me and gives me the directions. Just a few minutes later we're pulling up to a cute one story, light blue house. I can hear the tears in his voice, "Her parents and I hate that color. But she begged us to paint it like that. It was a couple ago, when she got out of the hospital last time. She wanted to paint with us too, her mom told her no since she was sick, and she threw a bucket of blue paint at me. For like three hours we used the majority of the paint on each other in a big paint war. We were covered, head to toe. Her mom and dad had to go out and buy more paint and make us promise not to get into another paint war. They were laughing though, it was a happy moment, and we didn't have many of those."

You can think I'm weird, but I know what he's talking about. It wasn't to long after school restarted after summer break. I passed him on the way down the hall and wondered if he'd colored part of his hair light blue.

When I noticed there were flakes of it on his face and arms. Now I know it was paint. I could see for once the laughter in his eyes, the next day he was still laughing about it inside his head. It was one of the most beautiful things I'd ever seen.

I turned the key and flipped the lights off. "Do you want me to go in with you?"

He looked at me and this time I could see the tears in his eyes, "Please Elijah?"

I felt my fingertips brush against his cheek and I leaned in towards him and pressed my lips lightly against his. Not as passionate as before, but just a gentle brush of lips.

He smiled at me softly and opened his door. "Let's go in"

We walked up the steps side by side and before we even got to the door a middle aged woman opened it. In her prime she must have been very beautiful.

Now she's got premature gray in her hair and several wrinkles in her face. I remember her; she was at the mall, Allie's mom.

Will didn't say anything, and she just walked up and engulfed him in her arms. He leaned down so she could whisper in his ear. I turned away to not appear as if I was eavesdropping.

Will looked at me before back at her, "I brought my friend, is that okay? I'm sure Allie wants people that care about her here. He likes her."

Allie's mom nodded, "She needs her friends. Right now most of all."

Will tilted his head, "What happened?"

Allie's mom's lips thinned, "She wants to be the one to tell you my dear. Make it quick, she's not feeling very well."

She walks into the house and Will holds the door open for me.

On the outside it's an adorable little house. On the inside it looks like a doctor's office. There's a hospital bed in the living room next to the TV.

With a pale girl sitting on the bed. She had a hat on her head, another beanie. I know now it covers her head where there's no more hair. I try to fight it but I can feel the tears in my eyes. I try to hide them.

Allie has on a black and white polka dotted shirt and plaid pajama pants. Even when she's not feeling well she still looks gorgeous.

Will moved in front of me and sat next to her on the bed. He seems so at home here, he must have done this often. The second he sat down she nearly leaped into his arms.

She had her arms wrapped around his chest but her eyes were on me, she whispered comically, knowing I could hear, "You didn't tell me he was the one you liked. You didn't tell me how sexy he was!"

Will's cheeks turned pink. And I think my cheeks pinked a little bit too. What a shocker!

Will pulled away from her al little bit, "What's going on Allie girl?"

She looked away from him, "I needed to see you..."

He tilted his head again, "What did the doctors say?"

She looked back up at him, "Will I have another tumor. They can remove it but health wise; I wouldn't be able to survive surgery. But that's not all of it."

I watched as Will's hands began to shake, "What else is there?"

This time she looked towards where her parent's were sitting on the couch, I felt like the big freak in a somber story. Maybe I shouldn't have come in.

This is personal, to Will, to Allie, to her parents. I was about to say I'd leave when she spoke up again, "The cancer's spreading, rapidly. Chemo and radiation won't work. I might have a couple weeks. If that."

Will was quiet for a long time. If the situation wasn't so horrible it would have been comical.

Finally he looked at her with tears falling down, "Allie girl I love you. I can't lose you."

Allie clutched at his chest with one hand and his back with her other. "We have to make the next couple weeks count. No more tears, we have to stop acting like I'm a frail little girl that is dying. I am dying, I'm gonna be dead soon. I don't want to be in a hospital when I die. I want to be with you, hanging out, playing video games or reading or something. Please Will."

Allie's mother stood abruptly, "We can save you Allie, and there must be a way! You can't give up!"

Allie looked back at her, "Mom you know there is no way. They can't do the surgeries because I wouldn't survive them. That was my hope, that was my way, and I lost it because I'm not healthy enough. Please mom, let me die like I want to."

I felt my hands clench, I wish I could do something

Will looped his arm around her back and held her to him tighter, "I'll be with you, as long as you need me. I won't leave your side."

I could feel my heart break for him. In a few weeks his best friend will probably be dead and buried. And I will watch his heart break. It's obvious, she loves him.

Love's him like I'm falling for him. Will he be able to survive without her? Will William live past this? Oh, my poor Will please get through this. Please, for me.
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