What's With This Girl?, chapter 7
Before I start writing I wasnt to give a recap of what's happened. Kira sneaks out of the house to see Tre thinking she was going to finally tell him how she feels. But instead she's introduced to Claudia Tre's new wife. Tre and Kira are left in a room alone and start to make out but Tre stops and leaves realizing what he's doing. Darby helps Kira sneak back in the house and she thinks she got away with it but her mom and Brian are in her room waiting for her. Kira tells her mom how she feels about Brian and she slaps her. Brian tells her mom to leave the room locks the door and began to beat on Kira. That night he rapes her, but no one believes her but Drexel, Darby, Claudia, Billie, Monty, Mike and Adie. She's now in the hospital and so is Tre when was thrown into a glass table by Brian. He was unconsious but now he's finally waken up and told Kira that he loves her....
"Oh God, Tre I was so scared." I said. "Everyone said you weren't going to make it but I didn't believe them. I knew you were going to make it out of this. AND YOU DID! And you said that... . Tre you don't know how happy you made me." "Kira." I heard Tre whisper. "Are you ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine Tre. But don't worry about me. You just worry about getting the hell out of here." "Kira. What the hell happened last night?" "Last night? Tre what are you talking about?" "Last night, after you left the hotel, what happened?" "Tre that wasn't last night, that was about a week ago. That's how long you've been in here. Now stop talking you're still really weak, you're going need all your strength to get out of here." "God, I fucking hate hospitals. How long is it until I can get out of here?" "I don't know. It all depends on how long it takes you to get better. You just got out of a coma so it might take a while. Now stop straining yourself to talk." I said. "Kira, calm down. I'm fine, okay?" He took my hand and I sat down on the side of his bed. "I'm sorry Tre. It's just that I really need you to get out of here. I need your help with something." "With what?" "They want to put you in jail." "What? Why?" "That asshole Brian made up some shitty story and now everyone believes him." "What do you mean?" I went blank. I didn't want to tell him the truth. "Kira?" "Yeah?" "What did Brian say?" "He said I admitted that you raped me." "Are you fucking serious?" Tre yelled. "Tre be quiet. Do you want the nurses to come in here?" "Why the hell would he do something like that?" "I don't know Tre. He must really hate me. I can't go back to that house. I already told my mom." "Where are you going to go?" "Well... I was hoping I could go back to California with you and the guys." "Really?" "Yeah, why not? It would be so cool." "Yeah I guess it would." I leaned over to give Tre a kiss, but he moved away. "What's wrong Tre?" "Nothing. I just don't think we should." "Why?" "Well, I still feel pretty guilty about the last time I kissed you." "Yeah I felt a little guilty too, but now I'm okay because I know how you feel." "What do you mean?" "I know that you love me." "Kira, when I said I loved you I meant that... oh shit." "What Tre?" "Nothing." "Tre I know it's something so you should just tell me." "When I said I love you I didn't mean... " "Oh. I know what you meant. You meant you love me as a friend." "Yeah. Isn't that what you meant?" "Truthfully, no that's not what I meant. When I said I love you that's exactly what I meant. Not just friends. But if you don't feel that way then I'm just wasting my time." I got off Tre's bed and walked out of the room. I just told Tre how I really feel and he doesn't feel the same way. It hurt so much I started crying. "God, I'm so fucking stupid." I said to myself. For some reason the hallway started to spin and everything was getting blurry. I remember the same thing happened when I passed out last time. Then I started vomiting blood again. All I can remember is that I was nearly passed out on the ground in front of Tre's room and I heard someone screaming my name. I had no idea who the person was. Then I completely blacked out.
I woke up back in my hospital bed hardly remembering last night. I looked over to see Claudia in my room. "Claudia!" "Hey Kira. How are you feeling?" "Like shit." We were silent for a while. "So how's Tre?" "He's better. He's out of the coma." "That's good when did he wake up?" I didn't want her to know that I was in his room last night, and that I was there when he woke up." "Kira you don't have to lie. I know you were there when Tre woke up." "You do?" "Yeah. You don't remember? I was the one who found you in the hallway." "You were?" "Yeah, that was me." "Oh shit. So you're the voice I heard?" "Yeah I guess." Claudia pulled up a chair and sat next to me. "Kira I'm sorry what I said to you before. I know none of this was your fault. I was just so pissed that I had to be mad at someone, so I chose you. I was a real bitch and I apologize." "Apology accepted." I heard a knock on my door, and it was Drexel. "Kira, someone wants to talk to you." Behind her were two female detectives. Fuck. They were going to ask me questions about that night. "Hi. My name is Detective Pamela Vail and this is Rebecca Bishop. We're just going to ask you a few questions about the night of June 14." "Um... ok." "We're not here to pressure you into asking any questions you don't want to answer." Detective Bishop said. "Just give me a run down on what exactly happened that night. Give me as much detail as possible. The more detail, the more it is helpful to our case. Just start with that morning." I gave them my entire story, from what happened that morning to what happened that night. I continued my story while the detectives wrote down notes and recorded everything I said. When I finished my story, everyone looked at me with a look of shock on their faces, especially Claudia "So did Brian hit you?" Detective Vail said. "Yes." "Did he do anything else?" "Yes." "Could you tell us?" I went completely silent. "Do I have to say it?" "Well if you want Brian in jail then yes." "Ok I've had enough of this." Detective Bishop said. "Look, Kira, I don't want to be a bitch but I'm going to get straight to the point. Were you at any time that night with Frank Edwin Wright?" "Yes I was." "How long have you known him?" "Excuse me." Claudia said. "I don't understand what any of this has to do with my husband." "Are you Claudia?" Detective Vail asked. "Yes I am." "Are you aware that your husband is a suspect?" "What are you talking about?" "I'm saying that your husband may have raped this girl." "WHAT! This is bullshit. I know my husband. He would never do that." "Are you aware that your husband has a relationship with Kira?" "We're just friends!" I yelled. "Yeah they are just friends. My husband loves me and he would never do that." "Look there's no need to keep going back and forth like this." Detective Bishop said. "We should be asking this girl questions. Now Kira, have you been writing letters to Mr. Wright?" "Yes I have?" "Has Mr. Wright ever written any letters to you with any lewd or sexual content?" "No he hasn't." "Have your ever had any type of sexual relationship with Mr. Wright?" "No I haven't." "Let's get to the point, have you ever had sex with Mr. Wright." "No I have not. Never." "Has he raped you?" "No he hasn't."
"So the last night you saw Brian was the night he allegedly raped you." Detective Bishop said. "Yeah that was the last time I saw him. "When you're mom came to visit you she didn't say anything about leaving?" Detective Vail said. "No." "So you don't know where they are?" "What do you mean?" "Your mother and Brian have not been seen or heard from in about a week. Your mom told your sister, Drexel, she was leaving to stay with her mother, but we called your grandmother's house and she's not there." "So, they left the state?" "It appears so. Well I guess that's it. We'll contact you if we have any more information about your mother. Thank you for your time."
I can't believe it. My mother fled the state with that fucker, Brian. She leaves everything she has here for some fucking asshole. I couldn't believe what has happened to me. My life is shit now. I wish I didn't have to leave this hospital. I wish I could stay here and hide until things got better. I couldn't take any more of this, and I broke down and started to cry. "Kira? What's wrong?" Claudia said. "Why did this have to happen?" I said. "Why did any of this happen? Why doesn't anyone believe me? Why did my mom have to marry Brian? Why the hell did I fall in love with... " I had to shut myself up. I was about to say Tre's name. I almost completely forgot that Claudia's his wife. "Are you and Dannie having problems too?" she asked me. I had to make something up, so I made up this crappy ass story about me and Dannie having a big fight before he left for Liverpool. "Don't worry about that Kira. Everything's going to be better I promise." Claudia gave me a hug and left the room. "I'm going to go and check on Tre. Those damn cops are probably in there questioning him now." I felt terrible. I knew this was my entire fault. What if Tre did go to jail? I would never forgive myself.
Finally the time came for me and Tre to leave this fucking hospital. Claudia, Mike, and Billie came to get Tre. Dannie came back to Darby, so he came and picked me up. We got to the drive way of my house and we see a bunch of cars. "Dannie, what the hell is going on?" I asked. "Oh, I don't know." He said. We went to my house and Dannie opened the door. "SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIRA!" Everyone yelled. They must have planned this while I was in the hospital. Everyone was there, even kids from school. "Heh, thanks you guys, but your about two weeks too late." "We know, but we thought you could use a party." Donnie said. "And besides, we went through all the trouble buying you all these damn presents and we couldn't give them to you." Monty said.
I guess everyone thought the party would help get my mind off my mom and Brian. It did for a little while. But I couldn't get my mind off of Tre. It was really stupid of me thinking that me and Tre could actually have a real relationship. During the party I noticed that Mike and Billie went upstairs with two bags in their hands. A little while after I sneaked upstairs to see what they were up to. "Mike? Billie?" I yelled walking up the stairs. I noticed that my bedroom door was open, so I went in. "Mike? Billie?" I yelled again. "We're out here." I heard Billie say. I went over to my window and Billie and Mike were sitting on the roof. "What the hell are you guys doing out here?" "SHHHHH!" They both said. "We don't want anyone to know we're up here." Mike said. "Well... what are you guys doing up here anyway?" "Come out here and we'll show you." Billie said. I climbed out of my window and sat next to Billie. "You promise not to tell anyone we're up here?" Mike said. "I promise. What's in the bags?" Billie opened the bag and pull out a six pack of beer. "Your sister didn't want booze at the party. She said the last thing she needed to deal with was underage kids getting wasted." He opened a beer for himself and threw one over to Mike. "Can I have one?" I asked. "I don't think so. You sister wouldn't be too happy about it." Mike said. "Yeah. She'd fucking kill us." Billie said. "Come on, just one beer. She'll never know." "Alright fine." Billie opened a beer bottle and passed it to me. I took quick drink and spat it right out. "FUCK MAN!" I yelled. Mike and Billie started laughing. "It's your first beer you shouldn't drink it so fast." Mike said. "That shit burns my throat." I yelled. "Take another sip, this time slowly." Billie said. I took another sip and this time I swallowed it. It didn't taste that bad so I started gulping it and there was only a small amount of beer in the bottle when I stopped. "Damn!" Mike said. "Give me another one." I said "You sure?" Billie asked me. "Yeah I'm sure now give me another one."
I got so wasted. I had two beers and I was on my third one when I heard someone in my room. "Who's there?" I slurred. "It's Tre where are you?" "We're on the... ..on the ... .uh... .Billie what's this thing called." "The roof?" Billie said. "Yeah! What he said." Tre came over to the window. "Kira are you drunk?" "Yes. Thank you, and you?" I said. Tre started laughing. "This was her first time huh?" "Yeah, she only had three beers." Billie said. "I think she started to get drunk after the first sip of her second beer." Mike said. Tre came out on the roof and sat next to me. He put his arm around me and I put my head on his chest. Tre had a couple of beers and got pretty drunk but he wasn't as wasted as I was. "Throw me another beer, Billie." Tre said. "Me too." I said. "No more for you." Tre said. "Says who?" "Says me" "Who the fuck are you bitch?" "Who are you calling a bitch, bitch?" "You bitch." Me and Tre were laughing hysterically while we were fighting for the beer in my hand. Tre was struggling to get the beer out of my hand. "You little pussy. You can't even get the beer out of my hand." "Fuck you." "Yeah you wish. You got to buy me dinner first." "Please you're the one that wants to fuck me." "Don't be so full of yourself. If I remember, you're the one that kissed me." "Yeah, well I remember that you didn't even try to stop me." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah." "Fine, but just remember one thing." "What's that?" "You're the one who almost went down on me." I let go of the beer and pushed Tre away from me. I drunkenly walked to my window and climbed back in my room. I lost my balance and fell through the window. "Oh shit!" Tre yelled. "Damn. I she okay?" Billie said. "I don't know." Tre said. Tre ran inside the room and got me off the ground. "Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine." "Aww look at you you're bleeding." "It's just a scratch I'll be fine." I walked over to my bed and sat down. Tre came over and sat next to me. We were quiet for a while. Finally Tre said "Are you a virgin?" "What?" I said. "Are you a virgin?" "That must be the beer talking." "Come on answer the question." "If you want to know so bad yes I am a virgin." "So you and Dannie have never done it." "No we haven't. Dannie believes in the whole "save sex for marriage" thing and I respect that." "Doesn't it drive you crazy?" "What?" "Knowing that every time you guys make out that it can't go any further." "It used to at first, but I learned to live with it." "Do you love him?" "Yeah I do." "Then why did you tell me you loved me?" I went completely blank. I hated to admit it, but Tre had a point. If I love Dannie so much, why did I tell Tre I love him?
"Kira, about that night in the hospital, when you said you loved me." "Tre let's not talk about that." "No we should. Look, when you said that you loved me. I got this feeling. Like this weird feeling that I haven't felt in a pretty long time. It was that feeling I had when I played the drums for the first time, or when I married my first wife, or when I first met Claudia." "Tre what are you saying?" "What I'm trying to say is that when I said I loved I meant it as more than friends. Sometimes I feel that the relationship I have with you is just really good friends. And sometimes I feel that there can be more than that." "What are you feeling right now?" he got really quiet. He turned his face away from me so I couldn't see him. "Tre?" He wouldn't say anything "God I feel so fucking embarrassed." He said. "You shouldn't. You know Tre; you're showing that side of you that not a lot of people have seen. And it's not something to be embarrassed about." "Now you sound like a guidance counselor." "Fuck you." He started laughing, but he still wouldn't look at me. I put my hand to his face and turned his face to me. He gave me a look that I've seen before. It was he same look he gave me when he kissed me that night. So I knew it was the perfect time to do something I wanted to do for so long. I kissed Tre. We didn't even try to part lips while he was unbuttoning my shirt. I fell onto my bed and Tre fell on top of me. I started to pull off his shirt when he stopped me. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked me. "More than ever." I said. "It's just that you're really shit faced and I don't you to do something you'll regret when you're sober." "Tre?" "Yeah Kira." "Lock the door." "What about Mike and Billie?" "Close the window and pull down the shades." "Do you think they'll be okay?" "They can manage. They can get into the house through my mom's window." Tre got up and did what I said. He came back over to my bed and started to kiss me again. You know, I had a feeling this night was going to be special.
"Oh God, Tre I was so scared." I said. "Everyone said you weren't going to make it but I didn't believe them. I knew you were going to make it out of this. AND YOU DID! And you said that... . Tre you don't know how happy you made me." "Kira." I heard Tre whisper. "Are you ok?" "Yeah, I'm fine Tre. But don't worry about me. You just worry about getting the hell out of here." "Kira. What the hell happened last night?" "Last night? Tre what are you talking about?" "Last night, after you left the hotel, what happened?" "Tre that wasn't last night, that was about a week ago. That's how long you've been in here. Now stop talking you're still really weak, you're going need all your strength to get out of here." "God, I fucking hate hospitals. How long is it until I can get out of here?" "I don't know. It all depends on how long it takes you to get better. You just got out of a coma so it might take a while. Now stop straining yourself to talk." I said. "Kira, calm down. I'm fine, okay?" He took my hand and I sat down on the side of his bed. "I'm sorry Tre. It's just that I really need you to get out of here. I need your help with something." "With what?" "They want to put you in jail." "What? Why?" "That asshole Brian made up some shitty story and now everyone believes him." "What do you mean?" I went blank. I didn't want to tell him the truth. "Kira?" "Yeah?" "What did Brian say?" "He said I admitted that you raped me." "Are you fucking serious?" Tre yelled. "Tre be quiet. Do you want the nurses to come in here?" "Why the hell would he do something like that?" "I don't know Tre. He must really hate me. I can't go back to that house. I already told my mom." "Where are you going to go?" "Well... I was hoping I could go back to California with you and the guys." "Really?" "Yeah, why not? It would be so cool." "Yeah I guess it would." I leaned over to give Tre a kiss, but he moved away. "What's wrong Tre?" "Nothing. I just don't think we should." "Why?" "Well, I still feel pretty guilty about the last time I kissed you." "Yeah I felt a little guilty too, but now I'm okay because I know how you feel." "What do you mean?" "I know that you love me." "Kira, when I said I loved you I meant that... oh shit." "What Tre?" "Nothing." "Tre I know it's something so you should just tell me." "When I said I love you I didn't mean... " "Oh. I know what you meant. You meant you love me as a friend." "Yeah. Isn't that what you meant?" "Truthfully, no that's not what I meant. When I said I love you that's exactly what I meant. Not just friends. But if you don't feel that way then I'm just wasting my time." I got off Tre's bed and walked out of the room. I just told Tre how I really feel and he doesn't feel the same way. It hurt so much I started crying. "God, I'm so fucking stupid." I said to myself. For some reason the hallway started to spin and everything was getting blurry. I remember the same thing happened when I passed out last time. Then I started vomiting blood again. All I can remember is that I was nearly passed out on the ground in front of Tre's room and I heard someone screaming my name. I had no idea who the person was. Then I completely blacked out.
I woke up back in my hospital bed hardly remembering last night. I looked over to see Claudia in my room. "Claudia!" "Hey Kira. How are you feeling?" "Like shit." We were silent for a while. "So how's Tre?" "He's better. He's out of the coma." "That's good when did he wake up?" I didn't want her to know that I was in his room last night, and that I was there when he woke up." "Kira you don't have to lie. I know you were there when Tre woke up." "You do?" "Yeah. You don't remember? I was the one who found you in the hallway." "You were?" "Yeah, that was me." "Oh shit. So you're the voice I heard?" "Yeah I guess." Claudia pulled up a chair and sat next to me. "Kira I'm sorry what I said to you before. I know none of this was your fault. I was just so pissed that I had to be mad at someone, so I chose you. I was a real bitch and I apologize." "Apology accepted." I heard a knock on my door, and it was Drexel. "Kira, someone wants to talk to you." Behind her were two female detectives. Fuck. They were going to ask me questions about that night. "Hi. My name is Detective Pamela Vail and this is Rebecca Bishop. We're just going to ask you a few questions about the night of June 14." "Um... ok." "We're not here to pressure you into asking any questions you don't want to answer." Detective Bishop said. "Just give me a run down on what exactly happened that night. Give me as much detail as possible. The more detail, the more it is helpful to our case. Just start with that morning." I gave them my entire story, from what happened that morning to what happened that night. I continued my story while the detectives wrote down notes and recorded everything I said. When I finished my story, everyone looked at me with a look of shock on their faces, especially Claudia "So did Brian hit you?" Detective Vail said. "Yes." "Did he do anything else?" "Yes." "Could you tell us?" I went completely silent. "Do I have to say it?" "Well if you want Brian in jail then yes." "Ok I've had enough of this." Detective Bishop said. "Look, Kira, I don't want to be a bitch but I'm going to get straight to the point. Were you at any time that night with Frank Edwin Wright?" "Yes I was." "How long have you known him?" "Excuse me." Claudia said. "I don't understand what any of this has to do with my husband." "Are you Claudia?" Detective Vail asked. "Yes I am." "Are you aware that your husband is a suspect?" "What are you talking about?" "I'm saying that your husband may have raped this girl." "WHAT! This is bullshit. I know my husband. He would never do that." "Are you aware that your husband has a relationship with Kira?" "We're just friends!" I yelled. "Yeah they are just friends. My husband loves me and he would never do that." "Look there's no need to keep going back and forth like this." Detective Bishop said. "We should be asking this girl questions. Now Kira, have you been writing letters to Mr. Wright?" "Yes I have?" "Has Mr. Wright ever written any letters to you with any lewd or sexual content?" "No he hasn't." "Have your ever had any type of sexual relationship with Mr. Wright?" "No I haven't." "Let's get to the point, have you ever had sex with Mr. Wright." "No I have not. Never." "Has he raped you?" "No he hasn't."
"So the last night you saw Brian was the night he allegedly raped you." Detective Bishop said. "Yeah that was the last time I saw him. "When you're mom came to visit you she didn't say anything about leaving?" Detective Vail said. "No." "So you don't know where they are?" "What do you mean?" "Your mother and Brian have not been seen or heard from in about a week. Your mom told your sister, Drexel, she was leaving to stay with her mother, but we called your grandmother's house and she's not there." "So, they left the state?" "It appears so. Well I guess that's it. We'll contact you if we have any more information about your mother. Thank you for your time."
I can't believe it. My mother fled the state with that fucker, Brian. She leaves everything she has here for some fucking asshole. I couldn't believe what has happened to me. My life is shit now. I wish I didn't have to leave this hospital. I wish I could stay here and hide until things got better. I couldn't take any more of this, and I broke down and started to cry. "Kira? What's wrong?" Claudia said. "Why did this have to happen?" I said. "Why did any of this happen? Why doesn't anyone believe me? Why did my mom have to marry Brian? Why the hell did I fall in love with... " I had to shut myself up. I was about to say Tre's name. I almost completely forgot that Claudia's his wife. "Are you and Dannie having problems too?" she asked me. I had to make something up, so I made up this crappy ass story about me and Dannie having a big fight before he left for Liverpool. "Don't worry about that Kira. Everything's going to be better I promise." Claudia gave me a hug and left the room. "I'm going to go and check on Tre. Those damn cops are probably in there questioning him now." I felt terrible. I knew this was my entire fault. What if Tre did go to jail? I would never forgive myself.
Finally the time came for me and Tre to leave this fucking hospital. Claudia, Mike, and Billie came to get Tre. Dannie came back to Darby, so he came and picked me up. We got to the drive way of my house and we see a bunch of cars. "Dannie, what the hell is going on?" I asked. "Oh, I don't know." He said. We went to my house and Dannie opened the door. "SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIRA!" Everyone yelled. They must have planned this while I was in the hospital. Everyone was there, even kids from school. "Heh, thanks you guys, but your about two weeks too late." "We know, but we thought you could use a party." Donnie said. "And besides, we went through all the trouble buying you all these damn presents and we couldn't give them to you." Monty said.
I guess everyone thought the party would help get my mind off my mom and Brian. It did for a little while. But I couldn't get my mind off of Tre. It was really stupid of me thinking that me and Tre could actually have a real relationship. During the party I noticed that Mike and Billie went upstairs with two bags in their hands. A little while after I sneaked upstairs to see what they were up to. "Mike? Billie?" I yelled walking up the stairs. I noticed that my bedroom door was open, so I went in. "Mike? Billie?" I yelled again. "We're out here." I heard Billie say. I went over to my window and Billie and Mike were sitting on the roof. "What the hell are you guys doing out here?" "SHHHHH!" They both said. "We don't want anyone to know we're up here." Mike said. "Well... what are you guys doing up here anyway?" "Come out here and we'll show you." Billie said. I climbed out of my window and sat next to Billie. "You promise not to tell anyone we're up here?" Mike said. "I promise. What's in the bags?" Billie opened the bag and pull out a six pack of beer. "Your sister didn't want booze at the party. She said the last thing she needed to deal with was underage kids getting wasted." He opened a beer for himself and threw one over to Mike. "Can I have one?" I asked. "I don't think so. You sister wouldn't be too happy about it." Mike said. "Yeah. She'd fucking kill us." Billie said. "Come on, just one beer. She'll never know." "Alright fine." Billie opened a beer bottle and passed it to me. I took quick drink and spat it right out. "FUCK MAN!" I yelled. Mike and Billie started laughing. "It's your first beer you shouldn't drink it so fast." Mike said. "That shit burns my throat." I yelled. "Take another sip, this time slowly." Billie said. I took another sip and this time I swallowed it. It didn't taste that bad so I started gulping it and there was only a small amount of beer in the bottle when I stopped. "Damn!" Mike said. "Give me another one." I said "You sure?" Billie asked me. "Yeah I'm sure now give me another one."
I got so wasted. I had two beers and I was on my third one when I heard someone in my room. "Who's there?" I slurred. "It's Tre where are you?" "We're on the... ..on the ... .uh... .Billie what's this thing called." "The roof?" Billie said. "Yeah! What he said." Tre came over to the window. "Kira are you drunk?" "Yes. Thank you, and you?" I said. Tre started laughing. "This was her first time huh?" "Yeah, she only had three beers." Billie said. "I think she started to get drunk after the first sip of her second beer." Mike said. Tre came out on the roof and sat next to me. He put his arm around me and I put my head on his chest. Tre had a couple of beers and got pretty drunk but he wasn't as wasted as I was. "Throw me another beer, Billie." Tre said. "Me too." I said. "No more for you." Tre said. "Says who?" "Says me" "Who the fuck are you bitch?" "Who are you calling a bitch, bitch?" "You bitch." Me and Tre were laughing hysterically while we were fighting for the beer in my hand. Tre was struggling to get the beer out of my hand. "You little pussy. You can't even get the beer out of my hand." "Fuck you." "Yeah you wish. You got to buy me dinner first." "Please you're the one that wants to fuck me." "Don't be so full of yourself. If I remember, you're the one that kissed me." "Yeah, well I remember that you didn't even try to stop me." "Oh yeah?" "Yeah." "Fine, but just remember one thing." "What's that?" "You're the one who almost went down on me." I let go of the beer and pushed Tre away from me. I drunkenly walked to my window and climbed back in my room. I lost my balance and fell through the window. "Oh shit!" Tre yelled. "Damn. I she okay?" Billie said. "I don't know." Tre said. Tre ran inside the room and got me off the ground. "Are you okay?" "Yeah I'm fine." "Aww look at you you're bleeding." "It's just a scratch I'll be fine." I walked over to my bed and sat down. Tre came over and sat next to me. We were quiet for a while. Finally Tre said "Are you a virgin?" "What?" I said. "Are you a virgin?" "That must be the beer talking." "Come on answer the question." "If you want to know so bad yes I am a virgin." "So you and Dannie have never done it." "No we haven't. Dannie believes in the whole "save sex for marriage" thing and I respect that." "Doesn't it drive you crazy?" "What?" "Knowing that every time you guys make out that it can't go any further." "It used to at first, but I learned to live with it." "Do you love him?" "Yeah I do." "Then why did you tell me you loved me?" I went completely blank. I hated to admit it, but Tre had a point. If I love Dannie so much, why did I tell Tre I love him?
"Kira, about that night in the hospital, when you said you loved me." "Tre let's not talk about that." "No we should. Look, when you said that you loved me. I got this feeling. Like this weird feeling that I haven't felt in a pretty long time. It was that feeling I had when I played the drums for the first time, or when I married my first wife, or when I first met Claudia." "Tre what are you saying?" "What I'm trying to say is that when I said I loved I meant it as more than friends. Sometimes I feel that the relationship I have with you is just really good friends. And sometimes I feel that there can be more than that." "What are you feeling right now?" he got really quiet. He turned his face away from me so I couldn't see him. "Tre?" He wouldn't say anything "God I feel so fucking embarrassed." He said. "You shouldn't. You know Tre; you're showing that side of you that not a lot of people have seen. And it's not something to be embarrassed about." "Now you sound like a guidance counselor." "Fuck you." He started laughing, but he still wouldn't look at me. I put my hand to his face and turned his face to me. He gave me a look that I've seen before. It was he same look he gave me when he kissed me that night. So I knew it was the perfect time to do something I wanted to do for so long. I kissed Tre. We didn't even try to part lips while he was unbuttoning my shirt. I fell onto my bed and Tre fell on top of me. I started to pull off his shirt when he stopped me. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He asked me. "More than ever." I said. "It's just that you're really shit faced and I don't you to do something you'll regret when you're sober." "Tre?" "Yeah Kira." "Lock the door." "What about Mike and Billie?" "Close the window and pull down the shades." "Do you think they'll be okay?" "They can manage. They can get into the house through my mom's window." Tre got up and did what I said. He came back over to my bed and started to kiss me again. You know, I had a feeling this night was going to be special.
