@hawkinsingenue
Billy's sitting and then he's not. There's no transition. No cue to decipher his movement. He's just suddenly standing. Like blink and there he is. Ready. Shoulders rolled back. Muscles drawn tight. Something fast and dangerously calm all at once. Like the way he absorbs the fear radiating off Ally. "The hell happened?" The question's outta his mouth low, intense. Blue eyes sweep over Ally, a piercing and assessing gaze. Looking for something. Bruises. Blood. Doesn't see any. Still. Billy's arm comes out. Sweeps Ally behind him. Faces the doorway expecting some piece of shit to come through after her. Clenches his jaw, tongue swiping over teeth. He stands there, a little fucking titan. And it's like Billy's always burning up on the inside, but this heat comes with a back off warning ready for whatever bastard's got Ally afraid. And it's all at once, and there's no time to think. Yet. Billy doesn't remember seeing Ally this worked up about anything.
"You hurt?"
