Scattered, chapter 8
The tour was great Billie wrote some more songs. The concerts went great. Now everybody just wanted to go home, and have a good rest.
"I miss Dawna, I can't wait to get home."
"Yah well I miss my warm bed." Krystal joked.
"Well, were almost home."
"Ok."
Mike ended up dropping off everyone. Krystal went to Tre's house, and Mike picked up his car when he brought Billie home.
AT THE HOUSE (BILLIE'S)
"Hello? Is anyone home?" Billie yelled into the dark house. "Where could she be?" Billie asked himself well putting away his stuff.
"Dawna?" Hello? Billie yelled.
"Hello?" A voice came from upstairs.
Billie went upstairs to find Dawna lying in bed. She looked half awake, and very confused.
"Hello honey. How was the tour?"
"Great. But I missed you."
"Really? I missed you too."
"So was everything alright well I was gone?
"Yah. Everything was fine."
Billie laid down beside Dawna, and give her a hug.
"Aug, you need a shower."
"Excuse me?"
"You smell you need to have a shower. Before you come to bed."
"Excuse me?" Billie was shocked.
"Are you a broken record or something? You smell. You need SHOWER!"
"I'll take one in the morning. Right now I'm too tried."
"Then you better sleep on the couch or something, cuz I just washed the bedding."
"Dawna, it's no big deal. We can wash it again."
"No, just go for a shower."
"Dawna I said no. Didn't you fuckin understand me?"
"Billie, I know your tried and all, but I asked for one simple thing. You didn't have to get mad."
"Well. I told you I wasn't going for a shower." Billie raised his voice.
"Why not?"
"I'm god damn tried. What part of that don't you understand woman?"
"Woman? I'm not one of your groupies. So don't talk to me like that."
"Ha, fuck, you a groupie. Ha I don't think so. There a bit prettier and maybe more skinny." Billie yelled out with out thinking. "Fuck." Billie thought to himself. He didn't mean to say that. It just came out of angry.
"Oh ya. Well, I'm sorry I eat food, and don't stick my fingers down my throat." Dawna yelled back.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that." Billie apologized.
"Fuck Billie Joe, I don't care if you meant to say it or not, you still said it, and it was fuckin rude. I know I'm not the skinniest girl in the world, or the pretties. But you didn't need to trough it in my face.
"I'm sorry."
"Fuck your I'm sorry. I mean you shouldn't have said it in the first place. Now get lost." Dawna trough a pillow at Billie.
Billie was flabbergasted.
"Whatever. This is my bed, my bedroom. So you fuckin leave!"
"I'm not leaving this room."
"Well either am I."
"Well then go for a shower."
"Oh screw this. You're a bitch." Billie left the room.
"What? Get you skinny ass back in here." Dawna yelled.
"No!"
"Now, you fuck face."
"Oh yah I'm coming now. NOT!"
Billie went down stairs and laid on the cough.
"Billie I'm not done with you, get back up here."
"Oh, yah I'm going back there to fight with. I'll get right on that one. Billie said under his breath.
"Billie, if you going to talk, talk loud enough that I can hear you". Dawna said coming down the stairs.
"Go back upstairs. I don't want to fight."
"Well, I'm still mad. Why would you come home and start this shit Billie."
"Dawna."
"I mean what happened when you were on tour."
"Dawna stop."
"No. Now that you've come back its like, I'm not good enough for you.
"What, you're the on who told me to shower, and won't let me sleep in my own bed! I mean I shear any other girl would be happy to sleep with me, even if I smell."
"Then why didn't you go home to one of those women?"
"God Dawna you are a moron aren't you?"
"Oh yah I am. Now why didn't you go home with the woman who would love you even if you smelled?"
"Cuz."
"That's not an answer."
"What does it matter? I'm home with you." Billie yelled.
"Don't yell."
"I'll yell if I want to. I'm leaving. Billie grabbed his jacket.
"Where to? Like, you have nowhere to go. Oh maybe your going to see May. Your old girlfriend, or one of your groupies" Billie stopped in his tracks and turned around.
"Don't even start talking about May, and no I'm not going to one of my groupies. I don't even have groupies, or maybe I do, but I'm no the kind of man who would cheat."
"Oh shear. You'll most likely sleep with any girl who troughs herself at you.
"LIKE YOU! If I recall, you were the slut throwing yourself all over me at the bar."
"Yah, and you were a drunk ass hole." Dawna yelled."
"SLUT!"
"ASS HOLE!"
"You know what, yelling like this is getting us nowhere! Go back to bed and I'll see you in the morning."
"No."
"Fine I'll go to bed."
"No just take a shower."
"FUCK, FINE!" Billie punched the wall.
" Temper, temper."
"Shut up Dawna!" Billie raised his hand.
"Do it, I dare you."
Billie raised his hand again. Dawna stood there with her eyes closed waiting to be hit by the man she loved. Tears were falling from her eyes. This was nothing new for Dawna; she was always in abusive relationships. She stood there waiting to fell the impact of the punch, but instead she felt a warm hand come over her face. Dawna opened her eyes.
"What are you doing?" Dawna asked trebling.
"I'm sorry."
"Billie Joe you scared the hell out of me." Dawna yelled while removing Billie's hand off her face.
I wouldn't have hit you."
"And, I'm to know that why?"
"Dawna!.?" Billie stopped and looked into the hysterical woman's eyes, and to his surprise there was still a look of love in them.
"I can forgive you for calling me fat, or for calling me ugly, and even yelling at me. But raising you hand, cross my line of ok." Dawna started crying again.
Billie could tell this wasn't the first time Dawna had been in a situation like this.
"Dawna I swear I wouldn't of hit you."
"Yah that's what they all say. I'd always believe them too. Until the day the they come home pissed or piss drunk and beat on Me."
"I'm sorry." Billie went to hug Dawna.
"Get away from me." Dawna pushed Billie.
Billie tried to hug Dawna again.
"What didn't you understand?!?" Dawna began hitting Billie.
"Dawna stop." Billie tried to grab her arms.
Even though Billie was trying to get Dawna to stop hitting him. Her punches didn't hurt.
"Dawna." Billie finally pulled her into a hug.
Dawna punched Billie a couple more times, until she gave up, and broke down in his arms.
"It's ok. Everything's goin be fine." Billie confuted Dawna like she was a 5 year old who had just lost their pet cat. "Everything will be ok. Billie stroked Dawna's head.
"No it won't." Dawna sobbed.
"Yes, everything will be fine." Billie took Dawna over to the cough still holding her in his arms.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Dawna said over and over again.
"No I'm sorry."
Billie and Dawna ended up talking about everything. They forgave each other, and they ended up falling asleep on the couch in each other's arms.
"I miss Dawna, I can't wait to get home."
"Yah well I miss my warm bed." Krystal joked.
"Well, were almost home."
"Ok."
Mike ended up dropping off everyone. Krystal went to Tre's house, and Mike picked up his car when he brought Billie home.
AT THE HOUSE (BILLIE'S)
"Hello? Is anyone home?" Billie yelled into the dark house. "Where could she be?" Billie asked himself well putting away his stuff.
"Dawna?" Hello? Billie yelled.
"Hello?" A voice came from upstairs.
Billie went upstairs to find Dawna lying in bed. She looked half awake, and very confused.
"Hello honey. How was the tour?"
"Great. But I missed you."
"Really? I missed you too."
"So was everything alright well I was gone?
"Yah. Everything was fine."
Billie laid down beside Dawna, and give her a hug.
"Aug, you need a shower."
"Excuse me?"
"You smell you need to have a shower. Before you come to bed."
"Excuse me?" Billie was shocked.
"Are you a broken record or something? You smell. You need SHOWER!"
"I'll take one in the morning. Right now I'm too tried."
"Then you better sleep on the couch or something, cuz I just washed the bedding."
"Dawna, it's no big deal. We can wash it again."
"No, just go for a shower."
"Dawna I said no. Didn't you fuckin understand me?"
"Billie, I know your tried and all, but I asked for one simple thing. You didn't have to get mad."
"Well. I told you I wasn't going for a shower." Billie raised his voice.
"Why not?"
"I'm god damn tried. What part of that don't you understand woman?"
"Woman? I'm not one of your groupies. So don't talk to me like that."
"Ha, fuck, you a groupie. Ha I don't think so. There a bit prettier and maybe more skinny." Billie yelled out with out thinking. "Fuck." Billie thought to himself. He didn't mean to say that. It just came out of angry.
"Oh ya. Well, I'm sorry I eat food, and don't stick my fingers down my throat." Dawna yelled back.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that." Billie apologized.
"Fuck Billie Joe, I don't care if you meant to say it or not, you still said it, and it was fuckin rude. I know I'm not the skinniest girl in the world, or the pretties. But you didn't need to trough it in my face.
"I'm sorry."
"Fuck your I'm sorry. I mean you shouldn't have said it in the first place. Now get lost." Dawna trough a pillow at Billie.
Billie was flabbergasted.
"Whatever. This is my bed, my bedroom. So you fuckin leave!"
"I'm not leaving this room."
"Well either am I."
"Well then go for a shower."
"Oh screw this. You're a bitch." Billie left the room.
"What? Get you skinny ass back in here." Dawna yelled.
"No!"
"Now, you fuck face."
"Oh yah I'm coming now. NOT!"
Billie went down stairs and laid on the cough.
"Billie I'm not done with you, get back up here."
"Oh, yah I'm going back there to fight with. I'll get right on that one. Billie said under his breath.
"Billie, if you going to talk, talk loud enough that I can hear you". Dawna said coming down the stairs.
"Go back upstairs. I don't want to fight."
"Well, I'm still mad. Why would you come home and start this shit Billie."
"Dawna."
"I mean what happened when you were on tour."
"Dawna stop."
"No. Now that you've come back its like, I'm not good enough for you.
"What, you're the on who told me to shower, and won't let me sleep in my own bed! I mean I shear any other girl would be happy to sleep with me, even if I smell."
"Then why didn't you go home to one of those women?"
"God Dawna you are a moron aren't you?"
"Oh yah I am. Now why didn't you go home with the woman who would love you even if you smelled?"
"Cuz."
"That's not an answer."
"What does it matter? I'm home with you." Billie yelled.
"Don't yell."
"I'll yell if I want to. I'm leaving. Billie grabbed his jacket.
"Where to? Like, you have nowhere to go. Oh maybe your going to see May. Your old girlfriend, or one of your groupies" Billie stopped in his tracks and turned around.
"Don't even start talking about May, and no I'm not going to one of my groupies. I don't even have groupies, or maybe I do, but I'm no the kind of man who would cheat."
"Oh shear. You'll most likely sleep with any girl who troughs herself at you.
"LIKE YOU! If I recall, you were the slut throwing yourself all over me at the bar."
"Yah, and you were a drunk ass hole." Dawna yelled."
"SLUT!"
"ASS HOLE!"
"You know what, yelling like this is getting us nowhere! Go back to bed and I'll see you in the morning."
"No."
"Fine I'll go to bed."
"No just take a shower."
"FUCK, FINE!" Billie punched the wall.
" Temper, temper."
"Shut up Dawna!" Billie raised his hand.
"Do it, I dare you."
Billie raised his hand again. Dawna stood there with her eyes closed waiting to be hit by the man she loved. Tears were falling from her eyes. This was nothing new for Dawna; she was always in abusive relationships. She stood there waiting to fell the impact of the punch, but instead she felt a warm hand come over her face. Dawna opened her eyes.
"What are you doing?" Dawna asked trebling.
"I'm sorry."
"Billie Joe you scared the hell out of me." Dawna yelled while removing Billie's hand off her face.
I wouldn't have hit you."
"And, I'm to know that why?"
"Dawna!.?" Billie stopped and looked into the hysterical woman's eyes, and to his surprise there was still a look of love in them.
"I can forgive you for calling me fat, or for calling me ugly, and even yelling at me. But raising you hand, cross my line of ok." Dawna started crying again.
Billie could tell this wasn't the first time Dawna had been in a situation like this.
"Dawna I swear I wouldn't of hit you."
"Yah that's what they all say. I'd always believe them too. Until the day the they come home pissed or piss drunk and beat on Me."
"I'm sorry." Billie went to hug Dawna.
"Get away from me." Dawna pushed Billie.
Billie tried to hug Dawna again.
"What didn't you understand?!?" Dawna began hitting Billie.
"Dawna stop." Billie tried to grab her arms.
Even though Billie was trying to get Dawna to stop hitting him. Her punches didn't hurt.
"Dawna." Billie finally pulled her into a hug.
Dawna punched Billie a couple more times, until she gave up, and broke down in his arms.
"It's ok. Everything's goin be fine." Billie confuted Dawna like she was a 5 year old who had just lost their pet cat. "Everything will be ok. Billie stroked Dawna's head.
"No it won't." Dawna sobbed.
"Yes, everything will be fine." Billie took Dawna over to the cough still holding her in his arms.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry." Dawna said over and over again.
"No I'm sorry."
Billie and Dawna ended up talking about everything. They forgave each other, and they ended up falling asleep on the couch in each other's arms.
