Once Loved, chapter 2
Yet again the phone rang. Mike was two inches away from slicing his life into a thousand pieces, and damn Tré had to call. Mike picked up the reciever and sighed.
"Hello Tré" he said.
"Mikey! Baby! Whatsup?" Tré was joyful, probably drunk, Mike thought.
"Hi Tré. I'm just sitting here.. alone. Doing....." he paused. Tré was apparently very hyper.
"Doin' what Mikey? Are ya jackin' off to a piccy of meeeeeeeee?" Mike half-smiled at this.
"Yes Tré, and I was just about to come and you fucking had to ruin it." Now Mike showed a full-tooth smile. Tré chuckled and replied.
"Well, then, Mikey boy I'll let you get back to your business. I just hope ya have a good one." Tré mumbled something after and hung up. Did Tré just say
"I love you?"
On the other side of the reciever and 300 miles away Tré sat alone in the guestroom thinking about if Mike had heard him. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Did he hear me? He's going to kill me if he did! Tré began worrying, and replayed the conversation in his head. Tré sat bolt upright and smiled.
"I sounded so damn drunk he wouldn't even mind..." Tré breathed to himself.
Mike looked down at the razor. Well, damn. He couldn't do it now, now that he had so much on his mind. He went back over to the phone and dialed Billie's house. It rang once, twice, and Adrienne answered.
"Hello?" Her voice rang like an angel.
"Is.. is Billie there?" Mike mumbled.
"Oh, hi Mike. Umm just a second.." she sounded sort of sorry, because she knew the whole story. That she had taken Billie away from Mike.
"Hello?" came a grumbled noise.
"Billie.. um.. I just wanna say I'm sorry about before. I just.. hope you have a good night. Say merry christmas to the boys and Adie for me.." I guess.
"Yeah see ya Mikey" Billie replied and hung up the phone.
Mike walked back over to the couch, picked up his book, and started reading where he left off.
The Next Day
Mike awoke with the phone ringing in his ear, startling him. If it's Tré, I'ma kick his ass. Mike smiled to himself and picked up the reciever.
"Hello?" Mike said.
"Mikey... I just wanted to say... I luuurve youuuuu.. marry meee!" Tré screamed into the phone. Mike was astounded, and then heard the slur in Tré's voice. He smiled and replied
"I love you too, Tré, now go spend some time with your family and we'll talk about this later." He smiled and hung up he phone.
At Tré's
Man I'm so glad to get that out. I just wish he would take me seriously, not thinking I'm drunk. I can't wait to get back home and show him this ring...
"Hello Tré" he said.
"Mikey! Baby! Whatsup?" Tré was joyful, probably drunk, Mike thought.
"Hi Tré. I'm just sitting here.. alone. Doing....." he paused. Tré was apparently very hyper.
"Doin' what Mikey? Are ya jackin' off to a piccy of meeeeeeeee?" Mike half-smiled at this.
"Yes Tré, and I was just about to come and you fucking had to ruin it." Now Mike showed a full-tooth smile. Tré chuckled and replied.
"Well, then, Mikey boy I'll let you get back to your business. I just hope ya have a good one." Tré mumbled something after and hung up. Did Tré just say
"I love you?"
On the other side of the reciever and 300 miles away Tré sat alone in the guestroom thinking about if Mike had heard him. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Did he hear me? He's going to kill me if he did! Tré began worrying, and replayed the conversation in his head. Tré sat bolt upright and smiled.
"I sounded so damn drunk he wouldn't even mind..." Tré breathed to himself.
Mike looked down at the razor. Well, damn. He couldn't do it now, now that he had so much on his mind. He went back over to the phone and dialed Billie's house. It rang once, twice, and Adrienne answered.
"Hello?" Her voice rang like an angel.
"Is.. is Billie there?" Mike mumbled.
"Oh, hi Mike. Umm just a second.." she sounded sort of sorry, because she knew the whole story. That she had taken Billie away from Mike.
"Hello?" came a grumbled noise.
"Billie.. um.. I just wanna say I'm sorry about before. I just.. hope you have a good night. Say merry christmas to the boys and Adie for me.." I guess.
"Yeah see ya Mikey" Billie replied and hung up the phone.
Mike walked back over to the couch, picked up his book, and started reading where he left off.
The Next Day
Mike awoke with the phone ringing in his ear, startling him. If it's Tré, I'ma kick his ass. Mike smiled to himself and picked up the reciever.
"Hello?" Mike said.
"Mikey... I just wanted to say... I luuurve youuuuu.. marry meee!" Tré screamed into the phone. Mike was astounded, and then heard the slur in Tré's voice. He smiled and replied
"I love you too, Tré, now go spend some time with your family and we'll talk about this later." He smiled and hung up he phone.
At Tré's
Man I'm so glad to get that out. I just wish he would take me seriously, not thinking I'm drunk. I can't wait to get back home and show him this ring...
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