I beg you…don’t cry anymore…, chapter 7
Well inside the house Willow started laughing.
She probably hadn't laughed this much in years!
"What the hell did you do? I mean she totally froze just by talking to you! Do you have some kind of super power or what?!"
"Oh, damn! You know too much! I'm going to have to eliminate you..." Mike joked.
"No! I promise I'll keep it a secret! The world will never know of the secret powers of Mike Dirnt!"
Now both of us were laughing again. Willow showed Mike around the first floor then they went upstairs and she pointed out which room that was which in the corridor.
"That's my brother's room." She pointed on a door with a sign that said: 'Beware!' "That's the room of my mom and Mr. Spineless." She pointed at a plain white door at the end of the corridor.
"Mr what?"
"Mr. Spineless... my mom's boyfriend. He barely says a thing and he does everything my mom tells him to do and he's too much of a chicken to interrupt when me and Adam fight!"
"Adam?"
"My little brother," she said and sighted.
"Oh... I don't really know how it is to have a little brother, but I am a little brother so I kinda know that he can be a pain in the ass..."
"A normal person doesn't admit that he's been a pain in the ass," Will said and looked at Mike.
"I'm an honest person! Okay, not always but at least I'm honest to myself."
"Jeez... Anyways, there's my little sister Gabriela's room" She pointed at a door with a pink sign that said: 'Don't wake the baby!'. "And this is my room."
They walked into the greyish, boring room with the boxes on the floor.
The room was pretty big.
Not BIG big, but big enough...perfect big.
But boring.
There wasn't much there either.
A bed, a drawer, a desk and a chair, a book shelf that seemed to be waiting to be filled with books and other stuff.
That was about it.
Plus all the boxes.
One plus with the damn room was that she had a private bathroom.
Willow looked at Mike.
"Don't say anything... I hate this room." She said and sat down on the bed.
"Hey! I live in a garage! And in a car from times to times... And sometimes I live in the car while it's parked in the garage." Mike answered and smiled.
"Nice..."
"Well, it was either that or move away from here."
"Huh?"
"My mom lost her house. That's why I live at Billie's place."
"Oh..."
"But mom was totally okay with me staying here!" he smiled again. "But now I gotta ask, what are you planning on doing with the room?"
"Oh, I dunno...I was thinking on painting it black but write stuff in different colours on the walls. And I'd also fill the walls with posters!"
"Sounds cool." Mike smiled.
"Kinda..." Will said and looked around. "Hey! You wanna get something to eat? I can fix something..."
"No you don't have to fix anything for me..." Mike started but she cut him off.
"Hey, there's no problem! I need to fix dinner anyways... "
"You make dinner for everyone?"
"No just me...I'm a vegetarian. And my mom kinda refuses to make me non-meat food so I have to fix it myself."
"Okay! I get it! But you're not like one of those freaky activists that throw paint at people, right?"
"Haha! Nope!"
They both laughed as they made their way down the stairs again.
This was probably the beginning of a nice friendship!
She probably hadn't laughed this much in years!
"What the hell did you do? I mean she totally froze just by talking to you! Do you have some kind of super power or what?!"
"Oh, damn! You know too much! I'm going to have to eliminate you..." Mike joked.
"No! I promise I'll keep it a secret! The world will never know of the secret powers of Mike Dirnt!"
Now both of us were laughing again. Willow showed Mike around the first floor then they went upstairs and she pointed out which room that was which in the corridor.
"That's my brother's room." She pointed on a door with a sign that said: 'Beware!' "That's the room of my mom and Mr. Spineless." She pointed at a plain white door at the end of the corridor.
"Mr what?"
"Mr. Spineless... my mom's boyfriend. He barely says a thing and he does everything my mom tells him to do and he's too much of a chicken to interrupt when me and Adam fight!"
"Adam?"
"My little brother," she said and sighted.
"Oh... I don't really know how it is to have a little brother, but I am a little brother so I kinda know that he can be a pain in the ass..."
"A normal person doesn't admit that he's been a pain in the ass," Will said and looked at Mike.
"I'm an honest person! Okay, not always but at least I'm honest to myself."
"Jeez... Anyways, there's my little sister Gabriela's room" She pointed at a door with a pink sign that said: 'Don't wake the baby!'. "And this is my room."
They walked into the greyish, boring room with the boxes on the floor.
The room was pretty big.
Not BIG big, but big enough...perfect big.
But boring.
There wasn't much there either.
A bed, a drawer, a desk and a chair, a book shelf that seemed to be waiting to be filled with books and other stuff.
That was about it.
Plus all the boxes.
One plus with the damn room was that she had a private bathroom.
Willow looked at Mike.
"Don't say anything... I hate this room." She said and sat down on the bed.
"Hey! I live in a garage! And in a car from times to times... And sometimes I live in the car while it's parked in the garage." Mike answered and smiled.
"Nice..."
"Well, it was either that or move away from here."
"Huh?"
"My mom lost her house. That's why I live at Billie's place."
"Oh..."
"But mom was totally okay with me staying here!" he smiled again. "But now I gotta ask, what are you planning on doing with the room?"
"Oh, I dunno...I was thinking on painting it black but write stuff in different colours on the walls. And I'd also fill the walls with posters!"
"Sounds cool." Mike smiled.
"Kinda..." Will said and looked around. "Hey! You wanna get something to eat? I can fix something..."
"No you don't have to fix anything for me..." Mike started but she cut him off.
"Hey, there's no problem! I need to fix dinner anyways... "
"You make dinner for everyone?"
"No just me...I'm a vegetarian. And my mom kinda refuses to make me non-meat food so I have to fix it myself."
"Okay! I get it! But you're not like one of those freaky activists that throw paint at people, right?"
"Haha! Nope!"
They both laughed as they made their way down the stairs again.
This was probably the beginning of a nice friendship!
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