A Walk Down Memory Lane, chapter 3
Then, without warning Billie reached over and grabbed my hand, "I really missed you Lindsey," he said looking deep into my eyes. God how I loved his eyes, so deep and that beautiful green, it made me want to kiss him but I knew I couldn't... not yet.
"I... uh... missed you to Billie, a lot." ou smile as best as you could.
**Billie's POV**
A million things were rushing through my mind, 'Should I kiss her? Would she be okay with it if I did? Should I just hug her? Does she have a boyfriend? If so would she be mad if I made a move on her? Should I make a move on her?' the list goes on. It seemed like forever before I actually moved... I wrapped my arms around her and we just stood there in each other's arms in the middle of the road for the longest time... I couldn't think, I just wanted to hold her.
**Lindsey's POV**
'Wow!' I thought. 'he's hugging me I wish it were a kiss but this is fine.' We stood there for what seemed like hours but I didn't care, I just wanted to be with him, I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms... and I was.
He pulled away and I sadly let him go. I looked at my watch. "Now that mom is at work wanna go back to the house and chill?"
"Sure... uh... what way is it?"
"Hm... good question" I said as I smiled and looked around, Billie couldn't help but laugh.
"What in the world is so funny Billie Joe?"
"You!" He laughed harder.
"Whatever... come on it's this way"
"OK," he started to follow me but never next to me always behind me... then I knew.
"Billie Joe are you looking at my ass?"
"No!" He laughed, "It's looking at me"
I turned around and started walking backwards looking at him
"Lindsey Ann, are you looking at me?" I laughed so hard
"No, you're looking at me." We arrived at my house and went to sit down on the couch. Then it happened. He looked at me, gently held my face in his hands and softly kissed me. I couldn't move... this kiss was making me melt. He slowly crawled on top of me even though we were still kissing when I heard the doorknob move.
"Holy shit!" we said in unison we ran to the door and looked out the peephole... no way, not now.
**Me commenting in the middle of a story, told you i was crazy, anyway, i should make you wait for the next part but......**
I told Billie we needed to run into my room and lock the door.
"What?! Why?!"
"Just because, come on!"
I heard the front door close and then my mom's room did the same.
A whispering Billie asked, "What the hell is going on Lindsey? Why the fuck are we hiding?"
"We have to get out of here!"
"What the- WHY?!"
"Just come on Billie!" as I start to climb out the window. He gives in then follows me, we go to the nearest park I can think of. Climb one of the trees and then I put my head down knowing I'll have to explain all this to him eventually. I can feel his eyes on me, I look up.
"What the hell Lindsey? Why did we leave and why are we in this fucking tree?"
Silence.
"Lindsey! Tell me please, I don't know what the hell is going on... was that your mom?"
I shook my head.
"Then who the hell were you so scared of that we had to come here?"
I sighed, four months of going through torturous hell and now I have to tell someone, I'm not ready... but at least it's Billie I get to tell.
"Okay," I said tears streaming down my face, my make-up running away with them. "That was mom's new boyfriend Jerry, he's not the best guy around... I mean he wouldn't let mom know I was home but believe me, I would rather her find out I wasn't at school than what he does to me later for it." Billie was silent for a long time, then...
"Lindsey does he hit you?"
"Sometimes... not always... the other times he... ... " I couldn't finish.
"Lindsey, what does he do the rest of the time?"
"He... he... Billie I can't... "
"Lindsey, we can do something about it if you just tell me"
"Okay, okay... ..half the time he hits me and the other time... he... he, rapes me... " then the tears really started flowing I can't believe I just told him that... Billie didn't say anything all he did was pull me into his arms and let me cry my eyes out on his shoulder. We sat there in the tree, him holding me... and me crying, totally soaking his shirt, and all I could think about was how nice Billie was, how caring and loving he was acting. I'm sure if I told my mom she wouldn't care and would say something like 'You deserve it bitch after all you've ever done, you deserve it! and she was right.
"I deserve it," I cried to Billie
"No, no you don't, no one deserves that Lindsey, no one." He said, "It's okay, I'm here now." That's the last thing I remember, me laying in his arm crying, and him hugging me tight saying everything was going to be okay.
"I... uh... missed you to Billie, a lot." ou smile as best as you could.
**Billie's POV**
A million things were rushing through my mind, 'Should I kiss her? Would she be okay with it if I did? Should I just hug her? Does she have a boyfriend? If so would she be mad if I made a move on her? Should I make a move on her?' the list goes on. It seemed like forever before I actually moved... I wrapped my arms around her and we just stood there in each other's arms in the middle of the road for the longest time... I couldn't think, I just wanted to hold her.
**Lindsey's POV**
'Wow!' I thought. 'he's hugging me I wish it were a kiss but this is fine.' We stood there for what seemed like hours but I didn't care, I just wanted to be with him, I wanted nothing more than to be in his arms... and I was.
He pulled away and I sadly let him go. I looked at my watch. "Now that mom is at work wanna go back to the house and chill?"
"Sure... uh... what way is it?"
"Hm... good question" I said as I smiled and looked around, Billie couldn't help but laugh.
"What in the world is so funny Billie Joe?"
"You!" He laughed harder.
"Whatever... come on it's this way"
"OK," he started to follow me but never next to me always behind me... then I knew.
"Billie Joe are you looking at my ass?"
"No!" He laughed, "It's looking at me"
I turned around and started walking backwards looking at him
"Lindsey Ann, are you looking at me?" I laughed so hard
"No, you're looking at me." We arrived at my house and went to sit down on the couch. Then it happened. He looked at me, gently held my face in his hands and softly kissed me. I couldn't move... this kiss was making me melt. He slowly crawled on top of me even though we were still kissing when I heard the doorknob move.
"Holy shit!" we said in unison we ran to the door and looked out the peephole... no way, not now.
**Me commenting in the middle of a story, told you i was crazy, anyway, i should make you wait for the next part but......**
I told Billie we needed to run into my room and lock the door.
"What?! Why?!"
"Just because, come on!"
I heard the front door close and then my mom's room did the same.
A whispering Billie asked, "What the hell is going on Lindsey? Why the fuck are we hiding?"
"We have to get out of here!"
"What the- WHY?!"
"Just come on Billie!" as I start to climb out the window. He gives in then follows me, we go to the nearest park I can think of. Climb one of the trees and then I put my head down knowing I'll have to explain all this to him eventually. I can feel his eyes on me, I look up.
"What the hell Lindsey? Why did we leave and why are we in this fucking tree?"
Silence.
"Lindsey! Tell me please, I don't know what the hell is going on... was that your mom?"
I shook my head.
"Then who the hell were you so scared of that we had to come here?"
I sighed, four months of going through torturous hell and now I have to tell someone, I'm not ready... but at least it's Billie I get to tell.
"Okay," I said tears streaming down my face, my make-up running away with them. "That was mom's new boyfriend Jerry, he's not the best guy around... I mean he wouldn't let mom know I was home but believe me, I would rather her find out I wasn't at school than what he does to me later for it." Billie was silent for a long time, then...
"Lindsey does he hit you?"
"Sometimes... not always... the other times he... ... " I couldn't finish.
"Lindsey, what does he do the rest of the time?"
"He... he... Billie I can't... "
"Lindsey, we can do something about it if you just tell me"
"Okay, okay... ..half the time he hits me and the other time... he... he, rapes me... " then the tears really started flowing I can't believe I just told him that... Billie didn't say anything all he did was pull me into his arms and let me cry my eyes out on his shoulder. We sat there in the tree, him holding me... and me crying, totally soaking his shirt, and all I could think about was how nice Billie was, how caring and loving he was acting. I'm sure if I told my mom she wouldn't care and would say something like 'You deserve it bitch after all you've ever done, you deserve it! and she was right.
"I deserve it," I cried to Billie
"No, no you don't, no one deserves that Lindsey, no one." He said, "It's okay, I'm here now." That's the last thing I remember, me laying in his arm crying, and him hugging me tight saying everything was going to be okay.
