Penguins in the Caribbean, chapter 15
**Billie's pov**
As we walked down the side walk I saw little water drops on th eground.. And I knew it was Zafera crying. I had no idea what to do. The sensible thing would be to comfort her... But I would just end up making it seem like I cared... And I certainly don't! She probably broke up with one of her boyfriedns that she "loved". My stomache twisted into a tight knot and without thinking I had me arm around her waist pulling her closer.. What the hell was I doing! I nearly slapped myself in the face. But I couldn't pull away now.. She was actually crying into my arm.. Oohh I can smell her hair.. Mmm.. AAHH! Stop it!
We got home and she quickly went upstairs... Not knowing what to do I made coffee and went upstairs. She had a picture in her hand and was crying even harder.. I had no idea someone could cry for that long. I walked over to her as she let her hand drop to the floor letting the picture float away. I watched it.. It was her and I'm guessing her family... Ohh I remember now her family died... I guess I can relate to that.. My dad died when I was ten.. But hers were murdered and... I don't know I felt really bad for her.
**Zafera's pov**
Why was he here! I knew he hated me but does he have to see me when I am the most vunerable! That only made me cry harder. Through sobs I said "What do you... Want!" I looked at him though teary eyes.
"I brought you some coffee." Hhe handed me some coffee... But I just turned away facing the wall.
"What do you want though... Why don't you just make fun of me and get it over with instead of trying to act like you care!" I felt the bed sink in a bit and arms wrap around me. I felt... Happy... But that emotion only lasted a few minutes when I realized this must be a joke or something. I pushed him away. I looked back.. He seemed to look hurt but he probably was just angry what ever he was trying to do didn't work.
"I only wanted to help." I heard the door shut slowly "Good night then." Did he really just want to help? Why did he say good night it was only eight... I think maybe I should oppoligize... Later
**12:00 PM. **
**Billie's pov**
I heard the song I wrote going through my head. I was watching shadows on the wall... I don't know why I was so upset... I hate her yet.. I don't know why she makes me feel so angry with myself when I insult her or try to be nice. I really don't understand.. And I think I locked the door on my mom.
I came back into my room to make sure the door wasn't locked and continued with my rant inside my head. Then I heard the door creek open. Should I even bother trying to defend myself againsrt the dogs tonight? But it turned out to be Zafera..." Billie... Um... I'm sorry," she sat down beside my bed and rested her head on the matress "I didn't know if-"
"It's ok." I cut her off.
"No it's not.. I didn't think that you really wanted to help and I was just a complate jerk." I smiled at her. I made more room on the bed. She got under the covers and I huged her... I don't know why I was being so nice to her... But she did go through alot... She had Mike though. Mike probably comforts her. She doesn't need me then. I pulled my arms away after awhile and turned to face the wall. Why does she need to be here when she has Mike to look after her! I felt sudden hate for both Zafera and Mike.
**Zafera's pov**
I felt a warm sensation all over my body when he huged me then he let go.. Why? "Billie...?" I knew he was stil awake but he didn't answer me. "Billie." I shook him a bit. He turned to face me.. I could see that he was a bit angry... How did I make him mad... I felt another tear try and escape... But I wouldn't let it.
"Why don't you cry to Mike instead of me..." I knew that wasn't a question...
'Umm... I never really talked to him about my family or anything." I fidgetted with my hair not daring to look at Billie.
"Well why did you cry when I'm arround and not him? You know him better then me."
"Well, I don't know... I just kind of feel as if I can trust you with this... I didn't really plan on my little outbursts."
"I bet you didn't." he said sarcastiucally.
"I didn't." I said a bit sheepishly. "Why did you ask about Mike anyway?"
"No reason." he smiled.." so tell me about your family." we spent the whole night talking about memories.. I found out that Billie's dad died and that he has a few siblings but they don't visite often. I fell asleep on Billie finally in a long time feeling content.
As we walked down the side walk I saw little water drops on th eground.. And I knew it was Zafera crying. I had no idea what to do. The sensible thing would be to comfort her... But I would just end up making it seem like I cared... And I certainly don't! She probably broke up with one of her boyfriedns that she "loved". My stomache twisted into a tight knot and without thinking I had me arm around her waist pulling her closer.. What the hell was I doing! I nearly slapped myself in the face. But I couldn't pull away now.. She was actually crying into my arm.. Oohh I can smell her hair.. Mmm.. AAHH! Stop it!
We got home and she quickly went upstairs... Not knowing what to do I made coffee and went upstairs. She had a picture in her hand and was crying even harder.. I had no idea someone could cry for that long. I walked over to her as she let her hand drop to the floor letting the picture float away. I watched it.. It was her and I'm guessing her family... Ohh I remember now her family died... I guess I can relate to that.. My dad died when I was ten.. But hers were murdered and... I don't know I felt really bad for her.
**Zafera's pov**
Why was he here! I knew he hated me but does he have to see me when I am the most vunerable! That only made me cry harder. Through sobs I said "What do you... Want!" I looked at him though teary eyes.
"I brought you some coffee." Hhe handed me some coffee... But I just turned away facing the wall.
"What do you want though... Why don't you just make fun of me and get it over with instead of trying to act like you care!" I felt the bed sink in a bit and arms wrap around me. I felt... Happy... But that emotion only lasted a few minutes when I realized this must be a joke or something. I pushed him away. I looked back.. He seemed to look hurt but he probably was just angry what ever he was trying to do didn't work.
"I only wanted to help." I heard the door shut slowly "Good night then." Did he really just want to help? Why did he say good night it was only eight... I think maybe I should oppoligize... Later
**12:00 PM. **
**Billie's pov**
I heard the song I wrote going through my head. I was watching shadows on the wall... I don't know why I was so upset... I hate her yet.. I don't know why she makes me feel so angry with myself when I insult her or try to be nice. I really don't understand.. And I think I locked the door on my mom.
I came back into my room to make sure the door wasn't locked and continued with my rant inside my head. Then I heard the door creek open. Should I even bother trying to defend myself againsrt the dogs tonight? But it turned out to be Zafera..." Billie... Um... I'm sorry," she sat down beside my bed and rested her head on the matress "I didn't know if-"
"It's ok." I cut her off.
"No it's not.. I didn't think that you really wanted to help and I was just a complate jerk." I smiled at her. I made more room on the bed. She got under the covers and I huged her... I don't know why I was being so nice to her... But she did go through alot... She had Mike though. Mike probably comforts her. She doesn't need me then. I pulled my arms away after awhile and turned to face the wall. Why does she need to be here when she has Mike to look after her! I felt sudden hate for both Zafera and Mike.
**Zafera's pov**
I felt a warm sensation all over my body when he huged me then he let go.. Why? "Billie...?" I knew he was stil awake but he didn't answer me. "Billie." I shook him a bit. He turned to face me.. I could see that he was a bit angry... How did I make him mad... I felt another tear try and escape... But I wouldn't let it.
"Why don't you cry to Mike instead of me..." I knew that wasn't a question...
'Umm... I never really talked to him about my family or anything." I fidgetted with my hair not daring to look at Billie.
"Well why did you cry when I'm arround and not him? You know him better then me."
"Well, I don't know... I just kind of feel as if I can trust you with this... I didn't really plan on my little outbursts."
"I bet you didn't." he said sarcastiucally.
"I didn't." I said a bit sheepishly. "Why did you ask about Mike anyway?"
"No reason." he smiled.." so tell me about your family." we spent the whole night talking about memories.. I found out that Billie's dad died and that he has a few siblings but they don't visite often. I fell asleep on Billie finally in a long time feeling content.
