Unexpected Ch 5

After a very awkward period of time between Tom and Bill, midnight finally started to make it's way around. Bill was nervous. He knew it would happen, as it did every night. But he didn't know how Tom would react. He seemed unbelieving when he told him the truth. He didn't want to go back to the hospital. Tom was his one and only chance.

"Bill. It's 11.58. Are you ready to show me?" Tom said skeptically.

"Not yet. It has to be midnight. Exactly midnight." Bill said, pacing back and forth at the end of Tom's bed, while Tom laid and watched.

"Okay then. I can wait 2 minutes. No problem." Tom folded his arms behind his head and crossed his legs.

"Ow!" Bill exclaimed shrilly, it was happen once again.

"What what? What's happening?!" Tom perked up, looking at Bill, holding his jaw.

"My teeth. Look." Bill walked closer to Tom and bared his teeth.

Tom carefully examined Bill's canine teeth. The had grown longer and to a point. He was completely in shock. He tried to speak, and found he couldn't utter a word. He looked up to Bill's face. There were incredibly dark lines formed under his eyes. Bill was telling the truth the whole time. Tom's heart rate rapidly increased and his breathing got shallow.

"Do you believe me?" Bill asked, seeing Tom's reaction, "Are you okay? Did I scare you!? Sorry sorry. I didn't mean-"

Tom caught his breath and began to be able to form words.

"No no. I'm okay. I'm just...that was a huge shock. That's so..."

"Weird. I know." Bill finished.

"Yeah. Weird."

"But you believe me right? You won't take me back to the mental hospital will you?" Bill begged for an answer.

"How could I not believe you now? I just saw your teeth, and your, your eyes!" Tom exclaimed.

"That's good. Sorry I freaked you out. It's not my fault. I can't help it. It happens every night." Bill explained.

"It's actually really cool. Are the rumours true?" Tom was very curious all of a sudden.

"What rumours?"

"You know, about vampires. The sun, the garlic, coffins."

"Well, it was sunny when I went out to your car. There was garlic in the dinner. I just slept on a mattress. I also haven't, you know, drank blood."

"So they're all rumours. Are your parents..?"

"Vampires? Not as far as I know. I haven't seen them in 5 years. And I don't want to see them again. They wouldn't believe their only son. And you did, and we just met." Bill replied.

"Then why are you a..?"

"I don't know. I really have no idea. It just happened. And of course there's no way to know. Just fairy tales."

"That sucks. I'm sorry. Wait, if it happens every night, wouldn't the nurses notice?" Tom questioned.

"They don't check us at night. They check us at breakfast and dinner. They don't even care about us. We're just the insane."

"Oh. Those kind of places always freaked me out. I could never stay there for 5 years."

"It was hard. Even harder being surrounded by actual mental patients every day, being treated like one. It's scary sometimes. I hate it. "

"You're never going back again. I swear." Tom said, crossing his heart.

"Thankyou so much! I really owe you a lot!"

Bill hugged Tom, again it was unexpected, but again, Tom enjoyed it.

"You're welcome..I guess." Tom wasn't sure what to say. He was still a bit in shock.

All of a sudden, Gordon opened the door, looking groggy.

"Are you two still up? It's past 1 in the morning! Go to sleep!" Gordon rambled.

"Sorry Dad, we'll be in bed soon." Tom answered.

"I swear to god, teenagers these days are vampires." he mumbled on his way out.

That little remarked caused them both to laugh.

Bill started to get into the sheets of his mattress, in the same clothes he had been wearing for a few nights.

"You can't wear that again man!"

"What?"

"You wore that last night. Don't you have any other clothes?"

"No. They're all in my room."

"Okay then. What size are you?"

"Uhm. Small?" Bill said uncertainly.

"This could be a problem." Tom said, examining a drawer full of his own, baggy clothes.

"Why?"

"Well. You're a really really small size. My clothes aren't. At all. You might have to get used to a little extra space."

"Okay."

"Here try these." Tom tossed over a large shirt and some boxers.

"I have to wear your underpants?" Bill said, looking a bit disturbed.

"What? I don't have germs if that's what you're saying." Tom replied jokingly.

"Sorry sorry." Bill said.

He took his small, black shirt off, and put on Tom's gigantic shirt, which went down to his knees. He took off the rest of clothes and put on the boxers.

"There. I think I might get lost."

"You'll get used to it. Night Bill." Tom said as he got into bed

"Night. Tom. " Bill answered, and got into his 'bed'.

Though they both weren't tired from waking up so late, they somehow managed.