Tears Fade Away, but Scars Stay the Same, chapter 7
"Hey, Mike?" Billie said while standing in Mike's bedroom doorway
"Yeah?" Mike said, looking up from a magazine on his bed
"Uh...I need to talk to you"
"Sure" Billie came in, closed the door and sat on Mike's desk, resting his feet on the chair
"Okay...I think I like someone..." Billie said. Mike felt his stomach get in knots
"Who?" Mike asked, thinking his friend was gay and was about to come out of the closet saying he liked him
"I think I like Adrienne" Mike sighed
"Does she know?"
"I don't know. I get the feeling she likes me too"
"What about Esther?" Mike said. Billie felt himself breaking out into a cold sweat
"Yeah, but...we're friends. And I don't know what to think. I think I really like Adie"
"Adie?"
"Yeah...nickname..." Billie smiled
"Well, talk to her...see what she thinks." Mike said, feeling somewhat like a young Dr. Phil
"Okay." Billie said. He hoped off the table He walked out of the room and Mike flopped backward on his bed in frustration and started talking to himself
"Esther likes Billie as a boyfriend. Adrienne does too. Billie like Esther as a friend and Adrienne as a girlfriend and I like waffles. Wait...that was stupid.who do I like? Oh yeah, no one. Bex just broke up with me because she was a two-timer! God...she's so stupid. That girl in my Science class in pretty nice, and she's pretty pretty. What the hell...Now that just sounded dumb. I wonder what she's doing tomorrow.
Wait Mike...back to the real problem...hey! There's a good song on the radio! I'll think later...after this song and a waffle...or 4...."
I woke up at 3am, thinking I heard a dyeing cat. I looked out the window to see two birds fighting. Wow, coulda fooled me. I didn't like being alone, in the dark...alone. I couldn't go back to sleep. So, I plopped down on the floor by Mike's bed. God...if he could snore any louder, he could've broken the sound barrier.
The next time I woke up, it was an okay time to an okay sound. Billie's voice. I opened my eyes and looked around. Billie was sitting next to my face and Mike was searching for a guitar pick. Having the side view of Billie Joe's ass was very welcoming.
"Why am I on the bed?" I asked quietly. They both looked at me, a bit taken off that I was awake.
"Billie came over and I moved you on to my bed."
"I'm cold." I said. I looked at myself. I was wrapped in a comforter in the summer in California. Billie put his hand in my head.
"You're still sick" He said. I sneezed.
"Jesus Christ! Your sneezing is louder than his snoring!" Billie said while pointing to a smiling Mike.
"Yeah...so is my puking..." I said. I couldn't get up but I felt like I was gonna puke.
"If you get sick...not on my bed..." Mike said.
"Oh well, I can't get up." I said, my stomach started hurting more.
"Great.."
"Mike you fucktard, you have a trashcan right there" Billie said while getting up and grabbing his small trashcan that he had in the corner of the room. That same trash bag had been in there for 3 months, he just threw his trash on the floor.
I felt the burning sensation crawl up my throat as Billie put the trashcan in front of my face and held it there.
When I stopped I took it from him and put in in between my legs as I sat on the bed. I hiccupped and more poured from my mouth and he held my hair back. Mike looked like he was going to be sick at the site of me being sick.
"Shit, I'll be right back." Mike said. Billie took the trashcan and set it on the ground next to the bed.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just still sick as a reaction and the doctor said it should go away today or tomorrow." He smiled at me as Mike returned with some water.
Billie and Mike practiced their guitars and I listened. Billie was singing along on one song. I loved it. His voice was really smooth and Mike's mixed well with it. He would be good at singing ballads, but he said he wouldn't do that. The phone rang during a bass lesson from Billie to Mike.
"I'll get it" Mike said as he ran downstairs.
He returned after a few minutes
"Hey, that was Adrienne, she wanted to know if we wanted to go see a movie"
"Yeah sure" Billie said. I shook my head.
"Okay, we'll see ya later" Mike said as Billie left the room. I remained in Mike's bed. I wasn't mad at Adrienne for ruining my time with Billie.
I was pissed that he agreed. I didn't want him to like her. But she was pretty and smart and Billie liked things like that. Myla came in after a while and I talked to her.
**Mike's POV**
We were sitting in the movies watching something that looked really boring. I was about to fall asleep when I heard to people making out.
"Yeah?" Mike said, looking up from a magazine on his bed
"Uh...I need to talk to you"
"Sure" Billie came in, closed the door and sat on Mike's desk, resting his feet on the chair
"Okay...I think I like someone..." Billie said. Mike felt his stomach get in knots
"Who?" Mike asked, thinking his friend was gay and was about to come out of the closet saying he liked him
"I think I like Adrienne" Mike sighed
"Does she know?"
"I don't know. I get the feeling she likes me too"
"What about Esther?" Mike said. Billie felt himself breaking out into a cold sweat
"Yeah, but...we're friends. And I don't know what to think. I think I really like Adie"
"Adie?"
"Yeah...nickname..." Billie smiled
"Well, talk to her...see what she thinks." Mike said, feeling somewhat like a young Dr. Phil
"Okay." Billie said. He hoped off the table He walked out of the room and Mike flopped backward on his bed in frustration and started talking to himself
"Esther likes Billie as a boyfriend. Adrienne does too. Billie like Esther as a friend and Adrienne as a girlfriend and I like waffles. Wait...that was stupid.who do I like? Oh yeah, no one. Bex just broke up with me because she was a two-timer! God...she's so stupid. That girl in my Science class in pretty nice, and she's pretty pretty. What the hell...Now that just sounded dumb. I wonder what she's doing tomorrow.
Wait Mike...back to the real problem...hey! There's a good song on the radio! I'll think later...after this song and a waffle...or 4...."
I woke up at 3am, thinking I heard a dyeing cat. I looked out the window to see two birds fighting. Wow, coulda fooled me. I didn't like being alone, in the dark...alone. I couldn't go back to sleep. So, I plopped down on the floor by Mike's bed. God...if he could snore any louder, he could've broken the sound barrier.
The next time I woke up, it was an okay time to an okay sound. Billie's voice. I opened my eyes and looked around. Billie was sitting next to my face and Mike was searching for a guitar pick. Having the side view of Billie Joe's ass was very welcoming.
"Why am I on the bed?" I asked quietly. They both looked at me, a bit taken off that I was awake.
"Billie came over and I moved you on to my bed."
"I'm cold." I said. I looked at myself. I was wrapped in a comforter in the summer in California. Billie put his hand in my head.
"You're still sick" He said. I sneezed.
"Jesus Christ! Your sneezing is louder than his snoring!" Billie said while pointing to a smiling Mike.
"Yeah...so is my puking..." I said. I couldn't get up but I felt like I was gonna puke.
"If you get sick...not on my bed..." Mike said.
"Oh well, I can't get up." I said, my stomach started hurting more.
"Great.."
"Mike you fucktard, you have a trashcan right there" Billie said while getting up and grabbing his small trashcan that he had in the corner of the room. That same trash bag had been in there for 3 months, he just threw his trash on the floor.
I felt the burning sensation crawl up my throat as Billie put the trashcan in front of my face and held it there.
When I stopped I took it from him and put in in between my legs as I sat on the bed. I hiccupped and more poured from my mouth and he held my hair back. Mike looked like he was going to be sick at the site of me being sick.
"Shit, I'll be right back." Mike said. Billie took the trashcan and set it on the ground next to the bed.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just still sick as a reaction and the doctor said it should go away today or tomorrow." He smiled at me as Mike returned with some water.
Billie and Mike practiced their guitars and I listened. Billie was singing along on one song. I loved it. His voice was really smooth and Mike's mixed well with it. He would be good at singing ballads, but he said he wouldn't do that. The phone rang during a bass lesson from Billie to Mike.
"I'll get it" Mike said as he ran downstairs.
He returned after a few minutes
"Hey, that was Adrienne, she wanted to know if we wanted to go see a movie"
"Yeah sure" Billie said. I shook my head.
"Okay, we'll see ya later" Mike said as Billie left the room. I remained in Mike's bed. I wasn't mad at Adrienne for ruining my time with Billie.
I was pissed that he agreed. I didn't want him to like her. But she was pretty and smart and Billie liked things like that. Myla came in after a while and I talked to her.
**Mike's POV**
We were sitting in the movies watching something that looked really boring. I was about to fall asleep when I heard to people making out.
