F.O.D., chapter 5
Everything was wonderful.
Becky adored Billie so much, and she knew he felt the same about her.
She was in love with a wonderful, careing guy.
After Kathryn's party, Becky had invited the guys over again. So, Mike and Billie came over, along with Rory, Alex, Sarah, Gail and Aaron.
Tre hadn't been able to come, because as he had said, incredibly embarresed, on the phone to Becky, he had to visit his grandmother.
So, one by one, Becky's guests had arrived, and the one that mattered, had been late again.
But this time, he didn't apologise. Instead, Billie pulled Becky into the living room, and kissed her gently on the lips.
Becky was taken aback.
"Um, hello to you too." She breathed.
"Hi. I couldn't think of anything romantic to say." Billie said, smiling.
"That will do." She laughed.
In that tentative kiss, her mind had gone blank, her stomach had turned itself inside out, and her heart had heeled itself.
***
So, now after 4 months of perfect contentment, Becky was getting ready for her boyfriends bands big gig.
Billie didn't know she was coming. She was going to surprise him with his birthday present, which she was sure he would love.
She stood, ready for a nights partying. She wore a bright green tank and black jeans. Her messy hair was down, her eyes coated in black eyeliner.
She walked into the living room, grabbed Kathryn by the arm as she tried to apply the 100th coat of eyeliner, and dragged her too the car.
"Whats up with you? Your wearing about 2 years worth of makeup!" Becky asked her friend.
"I AM! Omg I have gone a bit over the top!" She said, staring into the rear view mirror as they drove.
"Yeah. Just a bit." Then something occured to her. "Who are you trying to impress?"
"Um... no-one in particular." She replied, blushing slightly.
"Sure. His name wouldn"t happen to begin with "M" and end wiv "ike" would it?" She joked.
"Shut up bitch. I'm nervous enough as it is."
"HAHAHA I am SO RIGHT! You like Mike! I'll have to tell Bilie." She teased.
"Oh no you will not!"
"Ok fine. That would be a bit mean, huh? I'm just too nice."
"Uh-ha Beck, thats it, your too NICE." Kathryn replied sarcastically.
They pulled up at the club.
"Were here. Lets go. Operation "Surprise Billie" begins now. We go in through the back."
They left the car, Becky's heart beating a little faster in her chest, as she heaved Billie's present into the smoke filled back section of the club.
***
Becky pushed open the back stage door alone, as Kathryn went off in search of a drink, and probably Mike.
She knew Billie would be back stage because he tended to get high before a gig.
She stepped into the dressing room, but what she saw in that moment forced her to drop the present she had been cradling.
"What the fuck?" She screamed.
There, on the beer stained couch in this dingy club, her boyfriend, was making out with another women.
"Oh My fucking god." Billie said, gently pushing the girl off of him. "Becky, I-"
"No. Don't explain. I understand completely. Your all the same." She yelled.
"But-
"Stop it, please, for my sake. I thought you were different. Your nothing but a selfish ass hole. How could you do this to me? I thought you cared."
"Let me explain-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!" She was screaming now.
"Here's your present." She said, throwing the gift at him.
"Happy Birthday." She was shocked to hear that much malice in her own voice. In that moment, she hated him more than anything.
Billie looked down at the box he was now holding. "Thank you." He said, his eyes watering. "I'm so sorry." He was too stunned for words.
She walked over to him, and slapped him, hard, in the face.
"I'm sorry too. See? Sorry's are easy when you don't mean them."
She turned from him, and walked out.
As she left, Mike walked in.
"Billie, you"ll never guess... who's, here." He said trailing off. Taking in the scence, he asked, "What's going on Bill? Who's she?" He said, pointing at the girl, who sat still, completely stunned on the sofa.
"Nothings going on Mike. She's no-one," Billie said, breatheing deeply. He was so ashamed.
"Um, ok then. Ah, we're on in 15 minutes. Thought I'd come and tell you." Mike said, awkward as hell. Perfect timing as usually Mikey, he thought to himself.
"Ok." Billie said, almost in a whisper, back to Mike, still staring at where Becky had been a minute earlier.
"Well, ah, I'll be off. There's someone I need to, well, talk too." Mike stuttered.
Billie didn't reply. Mike stood there, so confused about what was happening, sighed deeply and walked out into the club.
"If I am really nothing to you, then you might mind if I leave then. Bye." Said the girl, standing and getting her coat.
Billie turned to try and stop her.
"I-."
But she had already gone.
Minutes later, Mike returned to find his best friend sitting, staring at the ceiling, tears streaming down his face. Sitting beside him, he asked:
"Bill, whats happened man?"
"I've lost them both Mike."
"Lost who?"
"Both of them. Becky, and Adrienne."
And with that, Billie broke down completely.
Becky adored Billie so much, and she knew he felt the same about her.
She was in love with a wonderful, careing guy.
After Kathryn's party, Becky had invited the guys over again. So, Mike and Billie came over, along with Rory, Alex, Sarah, Gail and Aaron.
Tre hadn't been able to come, because as he had said, incredibly embarresed, on the phone to Becky, he had to visit his grandmother.
So, one by one, Becky's guests had arrived, and the one that mattered, had been late again.
But this time, he didn't apologise. Instead, Billie pulled Becky into the living room, and kissed her gently on the lips.
Becky was taken aback.
"Um, hello to you too." She breathed.
"Hi. I couldn't think of anything romantic to say." Billie said, smiling.
"That will do." She laughed.
In that tentative kiss, her mind had gone blank, her stomach had turned itself inside out, and her heart had heeled itself.
***
So, now after 4 months of perfect contentment, Becky was getting ready for her boyfriends bands big gig.
Billie didn't know she was coming. She was going to surprise him with his birthday present, which she was sure he would love.
She stood, ready for a nights partying. She wore a bright green tank and black jeans. Her messy hair was down, her eyes coated in black eyeliner.
She walked into the living room, grabbed Kathryn by the arm as she tried to apply the 100th coat of eyeliner, and dragged her too the car.
"Whats up with you? Your wearing about 2 years worth of makeup!" Becky asked her friend.
"I AM! Omg I have gone a bit over the top!" She said, staring into the rear view mirror as they drove.
"Yeah. Just a bit." Then something occured to her. "Who are you trying to impress?"
"Um... no-one in particular." She replied, blushing slightly.
"Sure. His name wouldn"t happen to begin with "M" and end wiv "ike" would it?" She joked.
"Shut up bitch. I'm nervous enough as it is."
"HAHAHA I am SO RIGHT! You like Mike! I'll have to tell Bilie." She teased.
"Oh no you will not!"
"Ok fine. That would be a bit mean, huh? I'm just too nice."
"Uh-ha Beck, thats it, your too NICE." Kathryn replied sarcastically.
They pulled up at the club.
"Were here. Lets go. Operation "Surprise Billie" begins now. We go in through the back."
They left the car, Becky's heart beating a little faster in her chest, as she heaved Billie's present into the smoke filled back section of the club.
***
Becky pushed open the back stage door alone, as Kathryn went off in search of a drink, and probably Mike.
She knew Billie would be back stage because he tended to get high before a gig.
She stepped into the dressing room, but what she saw in that moment forced her to drop the present she had been cradling.
"What the fuck?" She screamed.
There, on the beer stained couch in this dingy club, her boyfriend, was making out with another women.
"Oh My fucking god." Billie said, gently pushing the girl off of him. "Becky, I-"
"No. Don't explain. I understand completely. Your all the same." She yelled.
"But-
"Stop it, please, for my sake. I thought you were different. Your nothing but a selfish ass hole. How could you do this to me? I thought you cared."
"Let me explain-"
"SHUT THE FUCK UP. I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!" She was screaming now.
"Here's your present." She said, throwing the gift at him.
"Happy Birthday." She was shocked to hear that much malice in her own voice. In that moment, she hated him more than anything.
Billie looked down at the box he was now holding. "Thank you." He said, his eyes watering. "I'm so sorry." He was too stunned for words.
She walked over to him, and slapped him, hard, in the face.
"I'm sorry too. See? Sorry's are easy when you don't mean them."
She turned from him, and walked out.
As she left, Mike walked in.
"Billie, you"ll never guess... who's, here." He said trailing off. Taking in the scence, he asked, "What's going on Bill? Who's she?" He said, pointing at the girl, who sat still, completely stunned on the sofa.
"Nothings going on Mike. She's no-one," Billie said, breatheing deeply. He was so ashamed.
"Um, ok then. Ah, we're on in 15 minutes. Thought I'd come and tell you." Mike said, awkward as hell. Perfect timing as usually Mikey, he thought to himself.
"Ok." Billie said, almost in a whisper, back to Mike, still staring at where Becky had been a minute earlier.
"Well, ah, I'll be off. There's someone I need to, well, talk too." Mike stuttered.
Billie didn't reply. Mike stood there, so confused about what was happening, sighed deeply and walked out into the club.
"If I am really nothing to you, then you might mind if I leave then. Bye." Said the girl, standing and getting her coat.
Billie turned to try and stop her.
"I-."
But she had already gone.
Minutes later, Mike returned to find his best friend sitting, staring at the ceiling, tears streaming down his face. Sitting beside him, he asked:
"Bill, whats happened man?"
"I've lost them both Mike."
"Lost who?"
"Both of them. Becky, and Adrienne."
And with that, Billie broke down completely.
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