Where Do Broken Hearts Go?, chapter 10
*Billie*
I was completely out of it during the video shoot. I kept fucking up chords and singing the wrong verse.
"Billie-boy? You feelin' alright?" Mike asked me, after I sang the first verse of Whatsername in place of the second for the third time today.
"Yea. Headache." I mumbled. Cuz I couldn't exactly explain to him that my dead wife visited me in a dream, only it wasn't a dream, and I missed Charlie this morning at Taylor's, and I'd probably never see her again, so I was feeling completely hopeless. No. Instead I gave a weak smile, downed Tylenol I didn't need, and tried to pay attention to what I was doing. The sooner it's over, the better; I thought, and after what seemed like forever it was finally over. When I went outside it was pouring rain, which made my mood worsen. Tre and Mike asked me to go out with them for drinks, but I told them I didn't feel like it. When I finally trudged up to my hotel room, I was soaking wet. I opened the door and threw my shit down on the floor and sighed as I walked into the bedroom area. I nearly died when I looked to the bed to see a soaking wet Charlie standing there wearing one of the bath robes. Damn she looked beautiful....
*Charlie*
Earlier in the evening I went outside, intending to walk (don't ask me why when I could apparate) to the set of the video and wait for Billie Joe. I got about four blocks before it started to pour. Great. The rain makes my powers not work; I thought. I managed to summon up enough magic, however, to apparate back to the hotel, where I slipped on one of the bathrobes. I was standing near the bed, mentally preparing a speech for Billie, when out of nowhere he walked into the room. He was dripping from head to toe, and he didn't notice me at first. It was not unlike the first time we met. Although this time he did know my name.
"Charlie..." he stammered, in shock. "How did you...how'd you find me."
"Angel's intuition." I said. "Listen I'm really really sorry about the other day. I mean, your wife died and it wasn't right ya know?" I rambled on, not noticing the fact that he was approaching me. "I really shouldn't have made a big deal of it. I mean I understand that it didn't mean anything to you because of Adie and all. So it really shouldn't mean anything to me either...you know seeing as i'm an angel and your a mor--" I was cut of midsentence when Billie Joe leaned in and kissed me. I pulled away.
"Wha...what are you doing?" I asked, looking into his gorgeous emerald green eyes. I probably could get lost in them if I looked long enough; I thought.
"This is what people call a kiss." he said and he leaned in again, only this time I didn't try to stop him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and ran my fingers through his hair. He gently pushed me against the wall and moved in closer to me. We just stood there kissing passionately for a few minutes like that before he pulled away. Great; I thought. He's having second thoughts. But instead of walking out, like I assumed he would, he picked me up and placed me on the soft bed instead. When I realized what was happening, I must have looked terrifed, because Billie looked at me and said "We...we don't have to..." I put my hand over his mouth to shush him and told him it was ok. Then we "made love" so to speak. "Made love" isn't really a good term for it though, because it was so much more then that. It was heaven on earth, no pun intended. Afterwards I lay there beside him, my head on his chest listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
"Adie came to me in a dream." I told him, breaking the silence. He looked down at me.
"She came to me too. She told me it was ok." he said.
"What's ok?" I asked him, a bit confused.
"How I feel." he replied. "What I'm about to say..." I shook my head, not really knowing what he was talking about.
"I love you Charlie. I think I may have since the second I saw you in my room. I think that's why I was so afraid." he said, his voice drifting off, as he himself drifted off to sleep.
"I love you too Billie." I said. And I smiled and closed my eyes. We slept for I don't know how long before our peaceful sleep was interrupted by the door bursting open and slamming shut. Tre and Mike had arrived and their footsteps were now approaching the bedroom door.
I was completely out of it during the video shoot. I kept fucking up chords and singing the wrong verse.
"Billie-boy? You feelin' alright?" Mike asked me, after I sang the first verse of Whatsername in place of the second for the third time today.
"Yea. Headache." I mumbled. Cuz I couldn't exactly explain to him that my dead wife visited me in a dream, only it wasn't a dream, and I missed Charlie this morning at Taylor's, and I'd probably never see her again, so I was feeling completely hopeless. No. Instead I gave a weak smile, downed Tylenol I didn't need, and tried to pay attention to what I was doing. The sooner it's over, the better; I thought, and after what seemed like forever it was finally over. When I went outside it was pouring rain, which made my mood worsen. Tre and Mike asked me to go out with them for drinks, but I told them I didn't feel like it. When I finally trudged up to my hotel room, I was soaking wet. I opened the door and threw my shit down on the floor and sighed as I walked into the bedroom area. I nearly died when I looked to the bed to see a soaking wet Charlie standing there wearing one of the bath robes. Damn she looked beautiful....
*Charlie*
Earlier in the evening I went outside, intending to walk (don't ask me why when I could apparate) to the set of the video and wait for Billie Joe. I got about four blocks before it started to pour. Great. The rain makes my powers not work; I thought. I managed to summon up enough magic, however, to apparate back to the hotel, where I slipped on one of the bathrobes. I was standing near the bed, mentally preparing a speech for Billie, when out of nowhere he walked into the room. He was dripping from head to toe, and he didn't notice me at first. It was not unlike the first time we met. Although this time he did know my name.
"Charlie..." he stammered, in shock. "How did you...how'd you find me."
"Angel's intuition." I said. "Listen I'm really really sorry about the other day. I mean, your wife died and it wasn't right ya know?" I rambled on, not noticing the fact that he was approaching me. "I really shouldn't have made a big deal of it. I mean I understand that it didn't mean anything to you because of Adie and all. So it really shouldn't mean anything to me either...you know seeing as i'm an angel and your a mor--" I was cut of midsentence when Billie Joe leaned in and kissed me. I pulled away.
"Wha...what are you doing?" I asked, looking into his gorgeous emerald green eyes. I probably could get lost in them if I looked long enough; I thought.
"This is what people call a kiss." he said and he leaned in again, only this time I didn't try to stop him. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and ran my fingers through his hair. He gently pushed me against the wall and moved in closer to me. We just stood there kissing passionately for a few minutes like that before he pulled away. Great; I thought. He's having second thoughts. But instead of walking out, like I assumed he would, he picked me up and placed me on the soft bed instead. When I realized what was happening, I must have looked terrifed, because Billie looked at me and said "We...we don't have to..." I put my hand over his mouth to shush him and told him it was ok. Then we "made love" so to speak. "Made love" isn't really a good term for it though, because it was so much more then that. It was heaven on earth, no pun intended. Afterwards I lay there beside him, my head on his chest listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
"Adie came to me in a dream." I told him, breaking the silence. He looked down at me.
"She came to me too. She told me it was ok." he said.
"What's ok?" I asked him, a bit confused.
"How I feel." he replied. "What I'm about to say..." I shook my head, not really knowing what he was talking about.
"I love you Charlie. I think I may have since the second I saw you in my room. I think that's why I was so afraid." he said, his voice drifting off, as he himself drifted off to sleep.
"I love you too Billie." I said. And I smiled and closed my eyes. We slept for I don't know how long before our peaceful sleep was interrupted by the door bursting open and slamming shut. Tre and Mike had arrived and their footsteps were now approaching the bedroom door.
