There Were Places We Would Go At Midnight..., chapter 10
Billie's POV
We were getting ready to leave for home on the final morning of our tour when Sarah told me she had some news. Shit, I thought, news is never good. But I acted complacent enough.
"I did the math and.. Well I don't think this baby is yours.." I tried to act disappointed, I really did, but the truth is, I was relieved as hell. See, as much as I made Sarah out to be the best thing since sliced bread, I was really still just mad at Adie. I knew no one would ever be as good for me as Adie was, but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing that.
"So.. Whose is it then?" I asked her, pretending I was interested. Hey, I kind of was.
"Um, my husband's..." WHAT THE FUCK?
"Y-you're HUSBAND'S... Um.. When were you planning on bringing him up?" I asked her.
"I know, I know, but.. Well It was just going so well and I didn't want to ruin anything!" I shook my head.
"Well, you just did," I told her, and I threw my duffel bag over my shoulder and headed out of the room. I met up with the guys on the bus and we started back towards home. I sat on my bunk reading and Mike drove with Tre in the passenger seat. I don't know why Mike was all into driving the bus now when we usually had a driver, but hey, I didn't question it. I glanced over from my newspaper and saw them hand in hand, which was still just as creepy to me, so I pretended not to notice. After all, they had given me plenty of space with the whole Adie/Sarah thing. However, when Tre leaned over towards Mike I was about to tell them to knock it off, when suddenly there was a loud honk and I saw the center divider coming toward us fast, and then we were spinning and I remember Tre calling my name before everything went black.
Adie's POV
I ran to the hospital as soon as I could. I couldn't believe this. It was like god was punishing me for telling Billie I had cheated on him. But it was just this thing Tre and I had always planned, that if Billie ever cheated on me Tre would tell Billie I had cheated on him. It worked on like 10 different levels that I don't feel like getting into. But the point is it wasn't true, and now I might not be able to ever tell Billie that. I asked the nurse for his room number and took the elevator to the third floor. When I opened the door to his room the man in that bed was not my husband. My husband was handsome, with a kind gleam in his eye, and eyes that could make any woman go weak in the knees- and even some men, might I add. But this man was frail, and white, and motionless, with tubes sticking various places on his head, and silent except for the monitor keeping track of his heart. And I couldn't help it. I got in the bed next to him and wept into his chest. I couldn't imagine life without him.. And as of right now that was a definite possibility.
We were getting ready to leave for home on the final morning of our tour when Sarah told me she had some news. Shit, I thought, news is never good. But I acted complacent enough.
"I did the math and.. Well I don't think this baby is yours.." I tried to act disappointed, I really did, but the truth is, I was relieved as hell. See, as much as I made Sarah out to be the best thing since sliced bread, I was really still just mad at Adie. I knew no one would ever be as good for me as Adie was, but I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of knowing that.
"So.. Whose is it then?" I asked her, pretending I was interested. Hey, I kind of was.
"Um, my husband's..." WHAT THE FUCK?
"Y-you're HUSBAND'S... Um.. When were you planning on bringing him up?" I asked her.
"I know, I know, but.. Well It was just going so well and I didn't want to ruin anything!" I shook my head.
"Well, you just did," I told her, and I threw my duffel bag over my shoulder and headed out of the room. I met up with the guys on the bus and we started back towards home. I sat on my bunk reading and Mike drove with Tre in the passenger seat. I don't know why Mike was all into driving the bus now when we usually had a driver, but hey, I didn't question it. I glanced over from my newspaper and saw them hand in hand, which was still just as creepy to me, so I pretended not to notice. After all, they had given me plenty of space with the whole Adie/Sarah thing. However, when Tre leaned over towards Mike I was about to tell them to knock it off, when suddenly there was a loud honk and I saw the center divider coming toward us fast, and then we were spinning and I remember Tre calling my name before everything went black.
Adie's POV
I ran to the hospital as soon as I could. I couldn't believe this. It was like god was punishing me for telling Billie I had cheated on him. But it was just this thing Tre and I had always planned, that if Billie ever cheated on me Tre would tell Billie I had cheated on him. It worked on like 10 different levels that I don't feel like getting into. But the point is it wasn't true, and now I might not be able to ever tell Billie that. I asked the nurse for his room number and took the elevator to the third floor. When I opened the door to his room the man in that bed was not my husband. My husband was handsome, with a kind gleam in his eye, and eyes that could make any woman go weak in the knees- and even some men, might I add. But this man was frail, and white, and motionless, with tubes sticking various places on his head, and silent except for the monitor keeping track of his heart. And I couldn't help it. I got in the bed next to him and wept into his chest. I couldn't imagine life without him.. And as of right now that was a definite possibility.
