1,000 Hours, chapter 17
[Billie's point of view:]
Some hour's later I was still thinking bout Josh. Damn he was retard. I heard a guy say something about something that Josh couldn't tell me. "Hi," Mike said. "Oh, you're home?" I said confused. "Yee-ah..." Mike said and looked down. "Oh, I didn't notice." I said. "Well, I'm not always noticed y'know," Mike said and smiled. "No, no I was just thinking." "Thinking about what?" "About Josh." "Josh?" "Yeah, he came here earlier. He had something damn important to tell me, but his cell rang this guy said I couldn't know or something like that." I said. "Do you know anything?" I asked him. Mike shook his head. "Wonder what it was all about though," I said, looking in front of me. "Josh is a weird guy, I admit, I admit," Mike said and rolled his eyes. I rolled mine to, so we had a kind off rolling-eyes fight going on for a while.
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[Josh's point of view:]
"Why couldn't I tell him?" I asked Ian. He shook his head. "You just couldn't," was his reply. "I need a reason!" I said angrily. "No you don't!" Ian yelled. "Don't you yell at me one more t..." "Shut up! Shut up and go to your room!" Ian controlled me. Alright, he was my uncle and stuff, but he used to be like a brother to me. "You hear me? When I tell you to do something, you do it!" "Alright," I said angrily and walked slowly to my room. "And don't you talk to me like that again!" he yelled before I closed the door. Damn I had lived in this hell for so long.. "Hello?" I said when my cell rang. "Hey, it's you Josh, right?" "Yes Billie. It's me." "What were you gonna tell me earlier?" "Nothing important," I said nervously. "It sounded damn important to me." Billie wouldn't stop. "Listen Bill.. I can't really tell you right now," I said. "Ian will freak out," I said with a lower voice. "Who's Ian?" "My uncle." "Wait for him to sleep, and then you can drive over to us. Me and Mike really want you to tell us that important stuff... Alright?" I nodded slowly. "Alright." I said.
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The clock had passed 02.30am and Ian were still not asleep. "Damn," I though. Soon I would be asleep by myself. I closed my eyes, and then I was gone.
I woke up around 04.00am. "Damn," I mumbled and went out of my room. Ian was sleeping downstairs in the sofa. I took my coat and quickly went out. I searched my contact list (on the phone) after Billie's number and called. It rang once. Twice.. "Hello?" Billie's voice said tiredly on the other side. I breathed easier. "Hi," I said. "I am coming now.."
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I told Billie and Mike everything. About the cigarettes and the message Ian's brother had left when he was a little boy. While I was telling, none of 'em said a word, something I found very comfortable. "That's all." I said and finished. "So you mean Tré is dead?" Billie said with a shaky voice. "Hey that happened to Ian's brother.. By the way, he is fucking retarded, no worries." "Can I ask you about something?" Mike said. I nodded. "You're 26, right?" "Yeah," I replied. "Then how can this 'uncle Ian' tell you what to do, and what to not?" he said and looked hard at Billie. I saw Billie's eyes started to fill with tear's, though, I dunno why. "Well, he always controls me. 'Josh, go make me some food,' and 'I wont have that Josh, you know I'm a vegetarian' and 'It's always your fault Josh...'"
Some hour's later I was still thinking bout Josh. Damn he was retard. I heard a guy say something about something that Josh couldn't tell me. "Hi," Mike said. "Oh, you're home?" I said confused. "Yee-ah..." Mike said and looked down. "Oh, I didn't notice." I said. "Well, I'm not always noticed y'know," Mike said and smiled. "No, no I was just thinking." "Thinking about what?" "About Josh." "Josh?" "Yeah, he came here earlier. He had something damn important to tell me, but his cell rang this guy said I couldn't know or something like that." I said. "Do you know anything?" I asked him. Mike shook his head. "Wonder what it was all about though," I said, looking in front of me. "Josh is a weird guy, I admit, I admit," Mike said and rolled his eyes. I rolled mine to, so we had a kind off rolling-eyes fight going on for a while.
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[Josh's point of view:]
"Why couldn't I tell him?" I asked Ian. He shook his head. "You just couldn't," was his reply. "I need a reason!" I said angrily. "No you don't!" Ian yelled. "Don't you yell at me one more t..." "Shut up! Shut up and go to your room!" Ian controlled me. Alright, he was my uncle and stuff, but he used to be like a brother to me. "You hear me? When I tell you to do something, you do it!" "Alright," I said angrily and walked slowly to my room. "And don't you talk to me like that again!" he yelled before I closed the door. Damn I had lived in this hell for so long.. "Hello?" I said when my cell rang. "Hey, it's you Josh, right?" "Yes Billie. It's me." "What were you gonna tell me earlier?" "Nothing important," I said nervously. "It sounded damn important to me." Billie wouldn't stop. "Listen Bill.. I can't really tell you right now," I said. "Ian will freak out," I said with a lower voice. "Who's Ian?" "My uncle." "Wait for him to sleep, and then you can drive over to us. Me and Mike really want you to tell us that important stuff... Alright?" I nodded slowly. "Alright." I said.
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The clock had passed 02.30am and Ian were still not asleep. "Damn," I though. Soon I would be asleep by myself. I closed my eyes, and then I was gone.
I woke up around 04.00am. "Damn," I mumbled and went out of my room. Ian was sleeping downstairs in the sofa. I took my coat and quickly went out. I searched my contact list (on the phone) after Billie's number and called. It rang once. Twice.. "Hello?" Billie's voice said tiredly on the other side. I breathed easier. "Hi," I said. "I am coming now.."
***
I told Billie and Mike everything. About the cigarettes and the message Ian's brother had left when he was a little boy. While I was telling, none of 'em said a word, something I found very comfortable. "That's all." I said and finished. "So you mean Tré is dead?" Billie said with a shaky voice. "Hey that happened to Ian's brother.. By the way, he is fucking retarded, no worries." "Can I ask you about something?" Mike said. I nodded. "You're 26, right?" "Yeah," I replied. "Then how can this 'uncle Ian' tell you what to do, and what to not?" he said and looked hard at Billie. I saw Billie's eyes started to fill with tear's, though, I dunno why. "Well, he always controls me. 'Josh, go make me some food,' and 'I wont have that Josh, you know I'm a vegetarian' and 'It's always your fault Josh...'"
