Waking Up, chapter 4
Billie stood there for a while, not moving. Then he followed Ella's path out of the room into the room he had been sleeping in and lay him self down on the couch. He watched Ella sleep on the adjacent one. Her eyes opened, and Billie continued to watch at she sleepily got up and came over. As she lay next to him, her heat warming him, he fell into a comfortable sleep.
He woke up, not on the ground this time, but under blankets and with a beautiful girl next to him. He smiled to himself. His odds were better already.
"I gotta wake up... " Ella grumbled, half-awake. She turned and looked at him. "Good morning,"
He smiled. "You too,"
"Do you wanna eat some food?" she asked, yawning. Billie nodded and she got up, beckoning him to follow.
Once again in the kitchen, Ella got out a pan and eggs.
"How many?" she asked, concentrating the egg she was cracking. Billie just shrugged. "Do you not talk in the morning?"
"I do,"
"Good. Then go get Ana up."
Billie obeyed and walked down the hall.
"Hey, Ana..." he said quietly. The girl moved, but didn't wake up. "Ana! Eggs!" he said louder. She opened her eyes.
"I hate eggs," she said defiantly, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "With a passion," she added, eyeing him carefully. Billie snorted.
"I'm sure. Get dressed. Your mom is in the kitchen," he said and left.
Ella was dishing it out onto four plates. "You get her up already?"
"Probably not. She informed me that she hates eggs with a passion, by the way," Billie said, grinning.
"She always hates something... Oi!" she yelled down the hall. "Angela! Get your ass up!" coming back in, she poured a glass of water. Billie's eyebrows went up, but he didn't say anything.
Ana came in, looking like she was in a coma. "Ass is a bad word," she announced and grabbed her plate of eggs and left again. Billie started laughing.
"What's your problem now?" Angela growled from the door.
"What?" Billie stopped laughing, completely taken aback.
"Never mind, dumbass. I can't take the kid to school today. I have an interview,"
Ella's eyes fired up. "Liar,"
"I am not."
"Whatever. You can be a bitch again. Not me burning in hell... "
"You already are in hell, fuck-up. Learn to love it, baby!" Angela retorted as she left.
Ella sighed. "It's Friday, thankfully."
"Would you hate it if you came with to drop her off?" Billie shook his head and smiled. He had been dreading leaving her and anything to stall calling Mike would be great.
***
After Ana was transported to school, Ella watched Billie carefully. He seemed strangely nervous. She drove into a parking garage, and parked swiftly.
"You okay?"
Billie looked up and nodded.
"Are you sure? You aren't talking or anything... "
He just nodded again and blushed. "I'm sorry."
She laughed. "It's been nice to just have you around," she said quietly. She unbuckled. "You ready?"
"Yeah, I guess. Where are we?"
Ella just smiled.
He woke up, not on the ground this time, but under blankets and with a beautiful girl next to him. He smiled to himself. His odds were better already.
"I gotta wake up... " Ella grumbled, half-awake. She turned and looked at him. "Good morning,"
He smiled. "You too,"
"Do you wanna eat some food?" she asked, yawning. Billie nodded and she got up, beckoning him to follow.
Once again in the kitchen, Ella got out a pan and eggs.
"How many?" she asked, concentrating the egg she was cracking. Billie just shrugged. "Do you not talk in the morning?"
"I do,"
"Good. Then go get Ana up."
Billie obeyed and walked down the hall.
"Hey, Ana..." he said quietly. The girl moved, but didn't wake up. "Ana! Eggs!" he said louder. She opened her eyes.
"I hate eggs," she said defiantly, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "With a passion," she added, eyeing him carefully. Billie snorted.
"I'm sure. Get dressed. Your mom is in the kitchen," he said and left.
Ella was dishing it out onto four plates. "You get her up already?"
"Probably not. She informed me that she hates eggs with a passion, by the way," Billie said, grinning.
"She always hates something... Oi!" she yelled down the hall. "Angela! Get your ass up!" coming back in, she poured a glass of water. Billie's eyebrows went up, but he didn't say anything.
Ana came in, looking like she was in a coma. "Ass is a bad word," she announced and grabbed her plate of eggs and left again. Billie started laughing.
"What's your problem now?" Angela growled from the door.
"What?" Billie stopped laughing, completely taken aback.
"Never mind, dumbass. I can't take the kid to school today. I have an interview,"
Ella's eyes fired up. "Liar,"
"I am not."
"Whatever. You can be a bitch again. Not me burning in hell... "
"You already are in hell, fuck-up. Learn to love it, baby!" Angela retorted as she left.
Ella sighed. "It's Friday, thankfully."
"Would you hate it if you came with to drop her off?" Billie shook his head and smiled. He had been dreading leaving her and anything to stall calling Mike would be great.
***
After Ana was transported to school, Ella watched Billie carefully. He seemed strangely nervous. She drove into a parking garage, and parked swiftly.
"You okay?"
Billie looked up and nodded.
"Are you sure? You aren't talking or anything... "
He just nodded again and blushed. "I'm sorry."
She laughed. "It's been nice to just have you around," she said quietly. She unbuckled. "You ready?"
"Yeah, I guess. Where are we?"
Ella just smiled.
