All My Thoughts Were Only of You, chapter 3
For the next few weeks, me, Billie and Mike were really good friends. They were always there for me. After school on Monday, we took the bus home.
"See ya tomorrow!" I said
"Ok, see ya Lex" said Billie as he walked back to his house. I walked to my front door and slid in the key. I turned the knob and walked in, throwing my bag down in the process
"Dad! I'm home!" I shouted
Hmmm... Guess he was asleep
I looked around the house for him
"Dad!" I yelled
No answer
I started to get nervous. He was always home on Mondays. He would've left a note or somthing.
I called his cell phone. No answer. I tried and tried again, but he wouldn't answer. I decided to call my mom.
"Hello?" she said
"Mom, I don't know where Dad is. He won't answer his cell" I said
"Oh, ok. I'll be there in a little while. Just do your homework or somthing" she said
"Ok Mom. Love ya" I said and hung up
I finished up my homework so I sat down to watch TV.
At around 6:00 pm, my Mom came through the door with a broken face.
"Whats wrong Mom?" I asked as I got up
"Sit down hunny" she said to me
I felt my knees shaking. I slowly sat down on the couch. She sat down next to me.
"Hunny, there was an accident" she said
I stared at her
"Your father got hit by an 18-wheeler this morning" she said and hugged me
I started to tear up
"Did he make it?" I asked with a cracked voice.
"No hunny, he didnt" she said
I began to cry over her shoulder
"The funeral will be on Friday and end on Sunday" she said
I ran to my room and cried, making my pillow soaking wet, as if it were dumped in a bucket of water.
Billie called me at 7:30
"Hello?" I said
"Hi, whats up?" he asked
"My dad... He just died" I said
"What?!?!?" he said
"He got hit by an 18 wheeler this morning" I said as I choked up.
"Oh my gosh. I am sooooooo sorry" he said
"Can you come over?" I asked him
"Yeah, sure" he said and hung up.
The doorbell rang and I answered it.
I threw my arms around him and cried over his shoulder.
"It's ok. I know how you feel" he said as he rubbed my back.
"How would you know how I feel?" I asked
"Cause, well, my dad died too, when I was 10 though" he said
"Oh... I'm sorry" I said
"No, It's ok... What matters right now is you. Is there anyway I can help? You guys out?" he asked
"Well, you could come to the funeral. I would like if Mike came too" I said
"I won't miss it. I promise" he said
"Ok, the wake will be on Friday and Saturday, then the burial on Sunday"
"I'll be there, I promise" he said and hugged me
"You know, I never had a friend like you before Billie, some one that cared so much. Thank you Billie"
"No, thank you... For coming to Berkely" he said
"Why?" he asked
"Cause, If you hadnt have moved here, I would have never..." he said
"Never what?" I asked
"Never have met such a cool person" he said
"Oh" I said
"Yeah, well, Ill see you Friday"
"Ok, thanks bye" I said
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek
He looked at me, his face half in shock, and half in joy.
"See ya" he said and walked out the door
"See ya tomorrow!" I said
"Ok, see ya Lex" said Billie as he walked back to his house. I walked to my front door and slid in the key. I turned the knob and walked in, throwing my bag down in the process
"Dad! I'm home!" I shouted
Hmmm... Guess he was asleep
I looked around the house for him
"Dad!" I yelled
No answer
I started to get nervous. He was always home on Mondays. He would've left a note or somthing.
I called his cell phone. No answer. I tried and tried again, but he wouldn't answer. I decided to call my mom.
"Hello?" she said
"Mom, I don't know where Dad is. He won't answer his cell" I said
"Oh, ok. I'll be there in a little while. Just do your homework or somthing" she said
"Ok Mom. Love ya" I said and hung up
I finished up my homework so I sat down to watch TV.
At around 6:00 pm, my Mom came through the door with a broken face.
"Whats wrong Mom?" I asked as I got up
"Sit down hunny" she said to me
I felt my knees shaking. I slowly sat down on the couch. She sat down next to me.
"Hunny, there was an accident" she said
I stared at her
"Your father got hit by an 18-wheeler this morning" she said and hugged me
I started to tear up
"Did he make it?" I asked with a cracked voice.
"No hunny, he didnt" she said
I began to cry over her shoulder
"The funeral will be on Friday and end on Sunday" she said
I ran to my room and cried, making my pillow soaking wet, as if it were dumped in a bucket of water.
Billie called me at 7:30
"Hello?" I said
"Hi, whats up?" he asked
"My dad... He just died" I said
"What?!?!?" he said
"He got hit by an 18 wheeler this morning" I said as I choked up.
"Oh my gosh. I am sooooooo sorry" he said
"Can you come over?" I asked him
"Yeah, sure" he said and hung up.
The doorbell rang and I answered it.
I threw my arms around him and cried over his shoulder.
"It's ok. I know how you feel" he said as he rubbed my back.
"How would you know how I feel?" I asked
"Cause, well, my dad died too, when I was 10 though" he said
"Oh... I'm sorry" I said
"No, It's ok... What matters right now is you. Is there anyway I can help? You guys out?" he asked
"Well, you could come to the funeral. I would like if Mike came too" I said
"I won't miss it. I promise" he said
"Ok, the wake will be on Friday and Saturday, then the burial on Sunday"
"I'll be there, I promise" he said and hugged me
"You know, I never had a friend like you before Billie, some one that cared so much. Thank you Billie"
"No, thank you... For coming to Berkely" he said
"Why?" he asked
"Cause, If you hadnt have moved here, I would have never..." he said
"Never what?" I asked
"Never have met such a cool person" he said
"Oh" I said
"Yeah, well, Ill see you Friday"
"Ok, thanks bye" I said
I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek
He looked at me, his face half in shock, and half in joy.
"See ya" he said and walked out the door
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