Thirteen, chapter 11

As soon as we get to the sidewalk I start balling, Billie holds my hand and lets me rest my head on his shoulder.

"Ssshh, its gonna be okay." he says sweetly.

"No its not!" I say through my tears.

"Sure it will its just gonna take awhile." Mike says.

"Yeah you'll be fine , lets do something." Tré says.

"Lets get some ice cream and go skate." Mike suggests.

"Ok." I whisper.

"You can borrow one of mine so we don't have to go back to your house and Tré can you get them, y'all are in their too." Billie says.

We all skate downtown, I'm still crying. We get to the ice cream shop and Billie says," Emma you've got to stop crying, your eyes are re, puffy, and a little swollen."

"Ouch!"Tré says looking at my eyes.

I touch my eye, ouch, they're right I have to try and stop.

"3 vanilla and 1 chocolate." Billie says.

"3.68." the ice cream man says handing us our ice cream.

Billie hands him the money.

"Yum, chocolate!" Tré says like a tow year old.

Mikes POV

Tré's such a retard. He just wants her to smile. Melissa seems nice.

*End Mikes POV*

"Billie can I spend the night?" I ask.

"Don't you think you should get to know Melissa?" he says.

"Yeah I guess." I say.