Lost For Words, chapter 14
‘Steph you there’, were the first words that came from Billie’s mouth. He rubbed his eyes, and slowly sat up, feeling an excruciating pain in his side.
‘Billie mate, she’s not here’, Mike said, as he came into view. Billie looked shocked for a moment, but then settled back and started thinking.
‘Where is she?’, Billie asked Mike. He had been thinking about her, in his sleep, dreaming that he heard her speaking to him. Mike looked down and hung his head. Billie made an noise to get his attention.
‘She, she packed her bags and left’, Mike told him, with a tear coming to his eye. His little sister, out there all alone, and there was nothing he could do about it.
‘What!! Mike we have to go find her’, Billie protested trying to get out of the bed. Mike pushed him back down, and sat on the edge. Tears started to run though his eyes.
‘No you have to stay here’, Mike told him. Billie forced his way up again. Mike sat there, so that he wouldn’t be able to get up.
‘Mate, let me out I have to find Steph’, Billie yelled and Mike. Mike stayed there though knowing his friend was going to react like this. ‘Mike I need to know she’s alright’.
‘Billie, the thing Steph would wanna know is that you’re alright. Mate just stay here’, Mike told him being firmer with his tone.
‘Yeah I guess, but......I....I", Billie let out. His eyes turned there usual dark green colour, when he was in a mood like this. ‘I wanna talk to her’, he finished keeping his eyes down.
‘Listen’, Mike let out slowly, ‘I can call her if you want me to, but I’m not meant to use the phone in the hospital. For you know those safety reasons’.
‘I don’t care, Mike just call her. Please’, Billie begged of him. He sat up higher in his bed and watched his friend dial the number, before putting the phone up to his ear.
‘Hi Steph........no I’m fine........yeah he looks like his in a little pain.........no tell me........just talk for a few minutes......Steph, Steph’. That was all Billie heard come from Mike’s mouth. The conversation had ended. His eyes dropped down again as Mike slipped the phone back into his pocket.
‘Mikey, do you think she’s left for good?’, Billie asked his friend with sorrow in his voice. Mike didn’t answer him, for all he knew his sister was out there alone. The doctor walked back in.
‘Billie, how are we feeling today?’, she asked merrily. Billie looked at her, and then dropped his eyes again.
‘Oh don’t be like that, all we have to do is get these papers signed and you’ll be ready to go’, she explained. This brought a small amount of joy to his eyes, but not enough to fight of the other pains he had.
-Arriving Home-
‘Do you need help getting out of the car?’, Mike asked. Billie shook his head. He was determined not to get any help from anyone. He lifted himself out of the car and made his way to the house. Mike followed him closely to make sure he was going to be alright.
‘Do you want me to do anything?’, Mike asked obligingly. Billie turned and looked at him.
‘Yeah take me to Steph’s room’, he asked. Mike helped his friend up the stairs to Steph’s room.
Mike had been right. Steph had packed the night before. Her room was practically the same it had been before, except for the missing items she had taken. Billie started to rummage though her draws.
‘What are you doing mate?’, Mike asked, curiously.
‘Did Steph own a diary?’, Billie asked. he knew it was a stupid question, he knew well enough that Steph wasn’t the sort of girl that kept a diary, but the question was worth a shot.
‘She didn’t keep a diary, but I know she wrote stuff on just like loose pieces and hid them. We could try find them, she wouldn’t have enough time to find them all’, Mike told him, starting to search the room as well. After the two of them searched for about an hour, with the only thing they found being an address of an old warehouse.
‘You think she might be staying there?’, Billie asked.
‘There’s only one way to find out. You stay here incase she comes home and I’ll go down. Alright?’, Mike told him. Billie agreed and watched Mike leave the house. He got up from where he was, and lay down on Steph’s bed.
‘Why did she have to leave? What did I do wrong?’, Billie questioned himself as he cried laying down on her bed.
‘I want her back here, I want her back, I want her back’, he cried, before eventually he feel asleep.
Mike eventually came home later, with no news of Steph at all. He wondered why his sister would just pack up and leave like that, but he knew something must be worrying her, as it wasn’t the first time she had done it. he walked up to his room, put his music on, and tried to forget about the day, hoping to put it behind him.
-3 Days later *night time*-
Steph hadn’t returned for 3 days. The most contact they had with her was a few 30 second phone calls to her, ever now and then. The house had become a total wreck. Nothing was tidy and the 3 boys just sat lazing around all-day. Billie didn’t get up of Steph’s bed at all. He stayed there hoping and wishing she would come back. He dreamt about her and thought about her when ever his mind would let him. He was love sick, but most of all he wanted to know she was okay. Down in the lounge room Tre and Mike sat being awfully quiet, before Tre’s phone rang.
‘Ahh its vibrating’, he screamed, before answering it, ‘Hello?’, he asked.
‘Hey Tre, who’s with you at the moment?’........the voice asked...
‘Billie mate, she’s not here’, Mike said, as he came into view. Billie looked shocked for a moment, but then settled back and started thinking.
‘Where is she?’, Billie asked Mike. He had been thinking about her, in his sleep, dreaming that he heard her speaking to him. Mike looked down and hung his head. Billie made an noise to get his attention.
‘She, she packed her bags and left’, Mike told him, with a tear coming to his eye. His little sister, out there all alone, and there was nothing he could do about it.
‘What!! Mike we have to go find her’, Billie protested trying to get out of the bed. Mike pushed him back down, and sat on the edge. Tears started to run though his eyes.
‘No you have to stay here’, Mike told him. Billie forced his way up again. Mike sat there, so that he wouldn’t be able to get up.
‘Mate, let me out I have to find Steph’, Billie yelled and Mike. Mike stayed there though knowing his friend was going to react like this. ‘Mike I need to know she’s alright’.
‘Billie, the thing Steph would wanna know is that you’re alright. Mate just stay here’, Mike told him being firmer with his tone.
‘Yeah I guess, but......I....I", Billie let out. His eyes turned there usual dark green colour, when he was in a mood like this. ‘I wanna talk to her’, he finished keeping his eyes down.
‘Listen’, Mike let out slowly, ‘I can call her if you want me to, but I’m not meant to use the phone in the hospital. For you know those safety reasons’.
‘I don’t care, Mike just call her. Please’, Billie begged of him. He sat up higher in his bed and watched his friend dial the number, before putting the phone up to his ear.
‘Hi Steph........no I’m fine........yeah he looks like his in a little pain.........no tell me........just talk for a few minutes......Steph, Steph’. That was all Billie heard come from Mike’s mouth. The conversation had ended. His eyes dropped down again as Mike slipped the phone back into his pocket.
‘Mikey, do you think she’s left for good?’, Billie asked his friend with sorrow in his voice. Mike didn’t answer him, for all he knew his sister was out there alone. The doctor walked back in.
‘Billie, how are we feeling today?’, she asked merrily. Billie looked at her, and then dropped his eyes again.
‘Oh don’t be like that, all we have to do is get these papers signed and you’ll be ready to go’, she explained. This brought a small amount of joy to his eyes, but not enough to fight of the other pains he had.
-Arriving Home-
‘Do you need help getting out of the car?’, Mike asked. Billie shook his head. He was determined not to get any help from anyone. He lifted himself out of the car and made his way to the house. Mike followed him closely to make sure he was going to be alright.
‘Do you want me to do anything?’, Mike asked obligingly. Billie turned and looked at him.
‘Yeah take me to Steph’s room’, he asked. Mike helped his friend up the stairs to Steph’s room.
Mike had been right. Steph had packed the night before. Her room was practically the same it had been before, except for the missing items she had taken. Billie started to rummage though her draws.
‘What are you doing mate?’, Mike asked, curiously.
‘Did Steph own a diary?’, Billie asked. he knew it was a stupid question, he knew well enough that Steph wasn’t the sort of girl that kept a diary, but the question was worth a shot.
‘She didn’t keep a diary, but I know she wrote stuff on just like loose pieces and hid them. We could try find them, she wouldn’t have enough time to find them all’, Mike told him, starting to search the room as well. After the two of them searched for about an hour, with the only thing they found being an address of an old warehouse.
‘You think she might be staying there?’, Billie asked.
‘There’s only one way to find out. You stay here incase she comes home and I’ll go down. Alright?’, Mike told him. Billie agreed and watched Mike leave the house. He got up from where he was, and lay down on Steph’s bed.
‘Why did she have to leave? What did I do wrong?’, Billie questioned himself as he cried laying down on her bed.
‘I want her back here, I want her back, I want her back’, he cried, before eventually he feel asleep.
Mike eventually came home later, with no news of Steph at all. He wondered why his sister would just pack up and leave like that, but he knew something must be worrying her, as it wasn’t the first time she had done it. he walked up to his room, put his music on, and tried to forget about the day, hoping to put it behind him.
-3 Days later *night time*-
Steph hadn’t returned for 3 days. The most contact they had with her was a few 30 second phone calls to her, ever now and then. The house had become a total wreck. Nothing was tidy and the 3 boys just sat lazing around all-day. Billie didn’t get up of Steph’s bed at all. He stayed there hoping and wishing she would come back. He dreamt about her and thought about her when ever his mind would let him. He was love sick, but most of all he wanted to know she was okay. Down in the lounge room Tre and Mike sat being awfully quiet, before Tre’s phone rang.
‘Ahh its vibrating’, he screamed, before answering it, ‘Hello?’, he asked.
‘Hey Tre, who’s with you at the moment?’........the voice asked...
