-Bill's P.O.V-

"Are you sure, maybe you didn't see. Was it dark?" Eddie asked me. He seemed more concerned than I was.

"N-n-no I would've been able to see" I told him. I began to bite my nails. A nasty habit I had picked up whenever I was nervous.

"Apparently you can bleed when doing...other stuff. Maybe she just gives herself a good time at home. Am I right?" Richie laughed and held his hand up waiting for someone to return the high-fice gesture. Stan slapped his hand back down. The smile on Richie's face formed into a frown.

"No L-l-leah wouldn't do t-t-that!" I could feel myself growing more irritated.

"Look the only thing you can do is question her because that does seem weird" Stan told me. I looked up at him  to be met with a stern look.

"Stan's right, I mean the worst outcome would be..." Eddie began to say but then stopped.

"You are not her first" Richie finished, looking at the ground as he said it. I glanced at the three of them. No one knew what to say.

-Leah's P.O.V-

"Are you sure that's all you girls want?" My dad asked, me and my mum both nodded and my dad went to go order and pay.

"Just going to the restroom I won't be long" my mum smiled at me before excusing herself.

As I waited for the two of them to return I began fiddling with everything on the table. Picking up the ketchup bottle and examining it, opening and closing the menu, hoping something good would catch my eye and accidently pouring too much salt onto my hand. My eyes widened and I scanned the room to make sure no one saw me before tossing it over my right shoulder. Doing that was meant to give you good luck, but good luck I didn't get.

"Oi!" I looked up to see Patrick walking over to me. I really didn't want to speak to him.

"What do you want?" I replied coldly.

"What's with the attitude?" Patrick began to glare.

"Don't have one! Now what do you want?"

"Why are you being such a bitch?"

"Hey! Get away from my daughter"

My dad marched back over, giving Patrick a stern stare. I sarcastically smiled and waved goodbye to Patrick. Boy, if looks could kill I would be dead. I was still mad at Patrick for not even bothering to see me yesterday.

"Who was that?" My mum asked who had now also returned.

"No one, just some kid at school"

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After finishing lunch, my parents took me to do some more shopping. Now don't get me wrong normally I love shopping for hours but half way through I got way too tired. Physically and mentally. I was constantly being questioned about 'the boy at the restaurant' Who was he? Was he a friend? How does he know you? Why was he talking to you? It became so irritating and no matter how many times I tried to change the subject they just wouldn't let it go.

After just 20 minutes of getting home, the phone rang. Bill had asked me to come over and see him. He said we needed to talk about something but he didn't sound like the normal, cheerful Bill that always greeted me. Instead, he sounded annoyed and that wasn't like Bill. I knew I had to go straight away. I gave three quick knocks and he finally answered the door.

"Hey!" I flashed him a toothy smile and went to go in for a hug only for him to take a step back. I shot him a confused look before entering the house.

"Follow me" he instructed quietly and led me up the stairs towards his room.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked. I removed my coat and took a seat on the end of his bed

"Y-y-y-y-you!" He struggled to say. His stutter would worsen when he's upset.

"Me? What did I do?" I asked raising my voice slightly.

"You d-d-dint b-b-bleed!"

"Excuse me?"

"Y-y-you said you we would w-w-wait for each other. Y-y-you're suppose to b-b-bleed if you're pure" Oh shit I didn't think he would pick up on that! I watched as he paced back and forth. I needed to think of something. Quick!

"Oh Bill" I said calmly. He stopped and turned to face me. His face emotionless.

"What?"

"I thought this would happen. I didn't tell you because I didn't think you needed to know?"

"Huh?"

"I went doctors a few months ago and.." 'come on think of something!'

"And he said I had this condition...down there and he told me that because of it I wouldn't be able to bleed" That should be good enough...right?

"But you h-h-have periods!" He blurted out.

"Yes but it's not the same" I began to say. This was not going well. Maybe I should just come clean. But I can't, it would surely break his heart.

"R-r-really?" His eyebrow raised ever so slightly.

"Yes really. I'm sorry I didn't tell you" I stood up and pulled him into a hug which he hesitantly returned.

"I'm s-s-sorry Leah" he sighed and warmed into the hug, holding me tighter. Good he believed me.

"It's ok" I replied.

"It's j-j-just that I t-t-t-thought you had slept with s-s-someone else" I pulled back and looked directly into his eyes.

"That's ridiculous. I love you" I placed my lips onto his.

Almost...almost.