Mislead Accusations, chapter 7
‘Guys are you alright?’, Mike asked, bursting though the door to see Billie and Steph in eachothers arms.
They looked over at him, and slowly broke apart from eachothers grip.
‘Yeah, we’re fine’, Steph said, pushing her hair behind her ears, and smiling, to show Mike that they were fine. She wiped away a few tears from her eyes.
‘Have you two been crying?’, Mike asked, concerned. He walked over to his sister and gave her a hug.
‘No, just...... we’ve been talking’, Steph told him. The three of them walked out of her room, and down back to the garage.
‘Whats she gonna say when she see’s Tre?’, Billie thought.
-IN THE GARAGE-
‘Tre’, Steph said as she opened to door. She looked in, and saw, the drummer sitting down on the couch. He hadn’t moved, any part of himself, still looking down at the ground. Steph gave instructions for Mike and Billie to wait outside, while she spoke with Tre.
‘So, what was she like when you saw her?’, Mike asked his friend.
‘She had a knife, and she didn’t look like she was afraid to use it’, Billie told him.
‘I should have been there for her’, Mike let out, frustratingly.
‘No, mate, I don’t think you would have wanted to’, Billie told him.
‘She’s my sister I have to look after her’, Mike replied. He kicked a few stones that were on the ground, infront of him and then sat down on the pool side edge.
‘Mate, she’ll be alright, just give her a little time’, Billie mumbled, just loud enough for Mike to hear. Mike looked up and smiled. He was amazed, how well Billie was taking this, having seen Steph wanting to do, what no-one could think of with that knife.
‘Yeah, yeah she will be. What do you think she and Tre are talking about?’, Mike asked.
-Steph and Tre- *At the Garage*
‘Tre, I am so sorry’, Steph cried, jumping into Tre’s arms, just like in those romantic scenes you see in the movies. He held her close, for a while. He wasn’t expecting this to come from her. Anything but this in fact.
‘No, I’m sorry’, Tre told her, putting her feet back onto the ground. He felt something slid in her pocket. Something sharp. It had cut his fingers, like a paper cut would.
‘Is everything alright?’, Tre asked her. She moved closer to him, and kissed him, to keep him quiet. The kiss started to become more deep, and as though, more meaningful. They broke apart, and Steph put her arms around Tre’s neck. He kept his arms around her waist.
‘I need you to help me with something’, she told him.
‘Why the kiss? What was..’, he got cut off again as, they locked lips for a few more seconds, this kiss being slightly more rushed.
‘I need you to help me’, she told him sternly. He’s eyes started to become stained with her image. He looked down at her, and nodded his head in agreement. Steph took her arms down from around him and took the knife out of her pocket.
‘Woah, no, no no’, Tre yelled. Steph put a finger to his lips to keep him quiet...
They looked over at him, and slowly broke apart from eachothers grip.
‘Yeah, we’re fine’, Steph said, pushing her hair behind her ears, and smiling, to show Mike that they were fine. She wiped away a few tears from her eyes.
‘Have you two been crying?’, Mike asked, concerned. He walked over to his sister and gave her a hug.
‘No, just...... we’ve been talking’, Steph told him. The three of them walked out of her room, and down back to the garage.
‘Whats she gonna say when she see’s Tre?’, Billie thought.
-IN THE GARAGE-
‘Tre’, Steph said as she opened to door. She looked in, and saw, the drummer sitting down on the couch. He hadn’t moved, any part of himself, still looking down at the ground. Steph gave instructions for Mike and Billie to wait outside, while she spoke with Tre.
‘So, what was she like when you saw her?’, Mike asked his friend.
‘She had a knife, and she didn’t look like she was afraid to use it’, Billie told him.
‘I should have been there for her’, Mike let out, frustratingly.
‘No, mate, I don’t think you would have wanted to’, Billie told him.
‘She’s my sister I have to look after her’, Mike replied. He kicked a few stones that were on the ground, infront of him and then sat down on the pool side edge.
‘Mate, she’ll be alright, just give her a little time’, Billie mumbled, just loud enough for Mike to hear. Mike looked up and smiled. He was amazed, how well Billie was taking this, having seen Steph wanting to do, what no-one could think of with that knife.
‘Yeah, yeah she will be. What do you think she and Tre are talking about?’, Mike asked.
-Steph and Tre- *At the Garage*
‘Tre, I am so sorry’, Steph cried, jumping into Tre’s arms, just like in those romantic scenes you see in the movies. He held her close, for a while. He wasn’t expecting this to come from her. Anything but this in fact.
‘No, I’m sorry’, Tre told her, putting her feet back onto the ground. He felt something slid in her pocket. Something sharp. It had cut his fingers, like a paper cut would.
‘Is everything alright?’, Tre asked her. She moved closer to him, and kissed him, to keep him quiet. The kiss started to become more deep, and as though, more meaningful. They broke apart, and Steph put her arms around Tre’s neck. He kept his arms around her waist.
‘I need you to help me with something’, she told him.
‘Why the kiss? What was..’, he got cut off again as, they locked lips for a few more seconds, this kiss being slightly more rushed.
‘I need you to help me’, she told him sternly. He’s eyes started to become stained with her image. He looked down at her, and nodded his head in agreement. Steph took her arms down from around him and took the knife out of her pocket.
‘Woah, no, no no’, Tre yelled. Steph put a finger to his lips to keep him quiet...
