What a father should be, chapter 22
Billie's feet pondered slowly along the leave scattered ground. Another autumn. Mike and Tre walked next to him, one on either side, all in silence. Billie wrapped Mike's extra large coat around him tighter. He understood why Zach had found this so comforting on those horrible nights. It was so soft and warm, it almost made him forget he was in the middle of a custody battle.
"So BJ, that dog huh?" Mike asked, as the three sat slowly down on a bench. Billie's face was sheeted with pain for a second as his bruised back stung him. Tre and Mike looked on worridly, Mike immediately moving his nervous hands to support Billie's back and relax him gently back in the chair.
"You okay?" Mike asked sadly, as Billie closed his eyes and rested for a while.
"Yeah... " he muttered, as Tre gently pulled Billie's head and body to rest on him. Billie sighed and fell drowsy on Tre's shoulder as the cold breaths of air kissed his cheeks softly. Mike and Tre both looked distant as Billie's pale face remained blank, but then came:
"Social Services called this morning. I talked to them. I won custody."
Mike and Tre remained blank for a minute, before both simulatenously quickly jumped and looked directly at Billie, Tre holding his shoulders. Billie opened his eyes and smiled.
"What?!" Tre yelled, grinning. Mike laughed, shaking his head and beaming. Tre pulled Billie close, smiling dumbfoundedly. Billie grinned in the wrinlkles of Tre's jacket.
"Trial custody. Over a month. Social services is gunna be up my arse until then but... if they pass us off as okay after a month, then we're okay." Billie repeated, still wanting to believe it.
It simply seemed to good to be true.
"Well BJ that's fucking fantastic!" Mike yelled, grinning. Billie nodded, but started to cry. Tre and Mike's faces fell.
"Right?" Tre asked, as Billie nodded.
"Of course it is... but what if I screw it up for him? W-what if... what if I start acting like Brad and stuff? What if he hates me?" Billie asked, sniffing. Tre wrapped his arm around his friend again.
"You're just like your own dad BJ. You'll be fine. Just take it a day at a time." Mike reassured him, putting his hands in his pockets and looking out over the small lake in front of them. Billie smiled and started giggling lightly.
"What?" Mike asked, before Tre let Billie go to sit up and smile at both of them
"What?" Tre questioned, looking at Billie.
"I love you guys... " Billie Joe replied, grinning.
"So BJ, that dog huh?" Mike asked, as the three sat slowly down on a bench. Billie's face was sheeted with pain for a second as his bruised back stung him. Tre and Mike looked on worridly, Mike immediately moving his nervous hands to support Billie's back and relax him gently back in the chair.
"You okay?" Mike asked sadly, as Billie closed his eyes and rested for a while.
"Yeah... " he muttered, as Tre gently pulled Billie's head and body to rest on him. Billie sighed and fell drowsy on Tre's shoulder as the cold breaths of air kissed his cheeks softly. Mike and Tre both looked distant as Billie's pale face remained blank, but then came:
"Social Services called this morning. I talked to them. I won custody."
Mike and Tre remained blank for a minute, before both simulatenously quickly jumped and looked directly at Billie, Tre holding his shoulders. Billie opened his eyes and smiled.
"What?!" Tre yelled, grinning. Mike laughed, shaking his head and beaming. Tre pulled Billie close, smiling dumbfoundedly. Billie grinned in the wrinlkles of Tre's jacket.
"Trial custody. Over a month. Social services is gunna be up my arse until then but... if they pass us off as okay after a month, then we're okay." Billie repeated, still wanting to believe it.
It simply seemed to good to be true.
"Well BJ that's fucking fantastic!" Mike yelled, grinning. Billie nodded, but started to cry. Tre and Mike's faces fell.
"Right?" Tre asked, as Billie nodded.
"Of course it is... but what if I screw it up for him? W-what if... what if I start acting like Brad and stuff? What if he hates me?" Billie asked, sniffing. Tre wrapped his arm around his friend again.
"You're just like your own dad BJ. You'll be fine. Just take it a day at a time." Mike reassured him, putting his hands in his pockets and looking out over the small lake in front of them. Billie smiled and started giggling lightly.
"What?" Mike asked, before Tre let Billie go to sit up and smile at both of them
"What?" Tre questioned, looking at Billie.
"I love you guys... " Billie Joe replied, grinning.
