What Life Brings You, chapter 2
*Tre's POV*
I woke up the next morning to Franky sitting on my stomach. I groaned sleepily and swatted at him. "Daddy! I'm hungry!" he whined. I groaned again.
"Okay. I'll get up Franky." I said, lifting myself and my son up and out of the bed and I stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen trying to find food for us. I set him down on the counter and I got in the fridge to find some food that would satisfy him. I got some cereal and milk out and poured him a bowl. I sat down opposite him, eating my own cereal. I watched him shovel the cereal into his mouth and thought How can anyone abandon him like they did? Especially his own mother?. I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts.
We both finished and I picked him up and took him upstairs to get dressed so we could go to Mike's restaurant, Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe so we could meet Mike and Billie there.
*30 MINUTES LATER*
We pulled up and got out, me picking up Franky.
"Hey Tre." Mike said from behind the counter. I waved and came over.
"Hey Mike. Hey Billie."
"Hola Tre." Billie said, chewing thoughtfully on his hamburger.
"What's going on?" I asked, setting Franky down in the chair.
"Nothing really. Just talking about our new cd that's about to come out and how we hope it's a hit. I haven't heard any songs on the radio from it, so I wonder how it'll do once it comes out." Billie said, wiping his mouth with his napkin.
"Oh. Yeah, I noticed that. I haven't looked at the ratings yet, but I hope they're good enough to keep going. I mean, if they're not, then I don't know what we should do." I said, shaking my head.
Billie nodded. "I know. I mean, if it's a flop, then we might as well admit that we lost our touch and call it quits." he said with a shrug, knowing fully well that none of us wanted to do that because we all loved doing the music gig.
"Well, we wouldn't hafta call it quits. We could put a hold on it, we wouldn't hafta call it quits." Mike said, standing up straighter and handing me a glass of milk for Franky and a soda for me.
"Thanks." I said. He nodded. I put a straw in the glass and lifted Franky onto my lap and let him sip from the glass.
"So, any way. If we don't get any ratings from it, or horrible ratings, we can put the band on hold for like 2 years before we start another cd." Billie said, wiping his mouth on his napkin.
"I agree." I said, holding my soda up to my mouth. Mike nodded along with me.
"Well, then. It's settled." Billie said, starting on the french fries. I nodded and looked at the door just as a girl walked in. My mouth dropped open. She was beautiful. She had golden brown hair and bright blue eyes. She had tight black jeans on with a Ramones shirt on. I blinked when the lights suddenly seemed to brighten around her. I didn't see Mike and Billie glance at each other and smirk, I was to busy looking at the lost looking girl.
I woke up the next morning to Franky sitting on my stomach. I groaned sleepily and swatted at him. "Daddy! I'm hungry!" he whined. I groaned again.
"Okay. I'll get up Franky." I said, lifting myself and my son up and out of the bed and I stumbled down the stairs and into the kitchen trying to find food for us. I set him down on the counter and I got in the fridge to find some food that would satisfy him. I got some cereal and milk out and poured him a bowl. I sat down opposite him, eating my own cereal. I watched him shovel the cereal into his mouth and thought How can anyone abandon him like they did? Especially his own mother?. I shook my head, trying to dispel the thoughts.
We both finished and I picked him up and took him upstairs to get dressed so we could go to Mike's restaurant, Rudy's Can't Fail Cafe so we could meet Mike and Billie there.
*30 MINUTES LATER*
We pulled up and got out, me picking up Franky.
"Hey Tre." Mike said from behind the counter. I waved and came over.
"Hey Mike. Hey Billie."
"Hola Tre." Billie said, chewing thoughtfully on his hamburger.
"What's going on?" I asked, setting Franky down in the chair.
"Nothing really. Just talking about our new cd that's about to come out and how we hope it's a hit. I haven't heard any songs on the radio from it, so I wonder how it'll do once it comes out." Billie said, wiping his mouth with his napkin.
"Oh. Yeah, I noticed that. I haven't looked at the ratings yet, but I hope they're good enough to keep going. I mean, if they're not, then I don't know what we should do." I said, shaking my head.
Billie nodded. "I know. I mean, if it's a flop, then we might as well admit that we lost our touch and call it quits." he said with a shrug, knowing fully well that none of us wanted to do that because we all loved doing the music gig.
"Well, we wouldn't hafta call it quits. We could put a hold on it, we wouldn't hafta call it quits." Mike said, standing up straighter and handing me a glass of milk for Franky and a soda for me.
"Thanks." I said. He nodded. I put a straw in the glass and lifted Franky onto my lap and let him sip from the glass.
"So, any way. If we don't get any ratings from it, or horrible ratings, we can put the band on hold for like 2 years before we start another cd." Billie said, wiping his mouth on his napkin.
"I agree." I said, holding my soda up to my mouth. Mike nodded along with me.
"Well, then. It's settled." Billie said, starting on the french fries. I nodded and looked at the door just as a girl walked in. My mouth dropped open. She was beautiful. She had golden brown hair and bright blue eyes. She had tight black jeans on with a Ramones shirt on. I blinked when the lights suddenly seemed to brighten around her. I didn't see Mike and Billie glance at each other and smirk, I was to busy looking at the lost looking girl.
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