Body Guard, chapter 4
"Oh my God! Billie what happened?" Olivia asked helping Billie Joe into her hotel room.
"I was signing this girls notebook outside when her non-english spanish speaking grandmother pepper sprayed my eyes." he growned holding his eyes and leaning his head on the back of the couch.
"Aw...you'll be okay." Olivia reassured him as she sat next to him holding bandages and cleaning solution.
"Can you open your eyes?" she asked.
Billie sat up and attempted opening his eyes.
"Ahh! It burns! Everything is blurry." he groaned.
"Shh...you'll be fine. Here close your eyes." she said before dabbing his eyes with solution as he winced.
A few minutes later, he and Olivia were sitting on the couch. She offered that Billie stay with her for as long as it takes for his eyes to heal. She would be his eyes is how she put it. He had also refused to have his eyes completely bandages he settled for blurry vision. As they sat together on the couch, Olivia popped in a Ramones cd and grabbed all of the small bottles of alcohol that came with the hotel room.
"Cheers." she said clinking hers and Billie's tiny bottles together.
A while later they were both pretty smashed. Their conversations carried on about nothing, which to them in their state were the most important things in the world.
"I wondering if you piss on the third electric rail of the train tracks it really can shock you kill you." Olivia said with an extra amount of danger in her voice.
"No...I don't tink so..." Billie slurred. "I've pissed in some pretty weird places. And I've never gotten electricuted."
"Oh really. Like where?" She asked laughing.
"My suitcase once." Billie barly said before bursting into laughter right behind Olivia.
In their fits of laughter the small bottle of alcohol in Olivia's hand spilt onto Billie pants.
"Oh I'm so sowwy..." he said before dragging a limp drunken hand over his crotch area.
"It really sucks that you can't see." she giggled as she continued to wipe his pants drunkenly.
"There's one thing I can do without my eyes." Billie said seductivly as he slid his hands to the back of her neck and kissed her roughly on the lips whilst laying down the couch.
"Billie...you're drunk..." Olivia said suddenly becoming slowly more sober, as Billie kissed her neck.
"sh sh sh..." Billie hushed, while continuing to kiss her neck.
"I don't think we should be doing this." she said becoming panicked and alittle more sober.
Billie sighed finally defeated as he collapsed on top of Olivia. Come on I'll help you to bed." she patted his shoulder.
They got up and Billie stumbed onto Olivia's bed.
"Okay...I'll just sleep on the couch." she said heading towards the living area.
"Uh uh.." Billie cooed as he grabbed her arm and pulled tightly next to him.
"Mmmm..."Billie sighed as he snuggled into her.
"Goodnight Billie." Olivia said slowly falling asleep.
She would never get an answer Billie was already fast asleep. She looked onto his face and slowly traced a hand over his burns that would clear up in a day or so. Then she rested her head upon Billie's head that was tightly fit onto her shoulder.
"I was signing this girls notebook outside when her non-english spanish speaking grandmother pepper sprayed my eyes." he growned holding his eyes and leaning his head on the back of the couch.
"Aw...you'll be okay." Olivia reassured him as she sat next to him holding bandages and cleaning solution.
"Can you open your eyes?" she asked.
Billie sat up and attempted opening his eyes.
"Ahh! It burns! Everything is blurry." he groaned.
"Shh...you'll be fine. Here close your eyes." she said before dabbing his eyes with solution as he winced.
A few minutes later, he and Olivia were sitting on the couch. She offered that Billie stay with her for as long as it takes for his eyes to heal. She would be his eyes is how she put it. He had also refused to have his eyes completely bandages he settled for blurry vision. As they sat together on the couch, Olivia popped in a Ramones cd and grabbed all of the small bottles of alcohol that came with the hotel room.
"Cheers." she said clinking hers and Billie's tiny bottles together.
A while later they were both pretty smashed. Their conversations carried on about nothing, which to them in their state were the most important things in the world.
"I wondering if you piss on the third electric rail of the train tracks it really can shock you kill you." Olivia said with an extra amount of danger in her voice.
"No...I don't tink so..." Billie slurred. "I've pissed in some pretty weird places. And I've never gotten electricuted."
"Oh really. Like where?" She asked laughing.
"My suitcase once." Billie barly said before bursting into laughter right behind Olivia.
In their fits of laughter the small bottle of alcohol in Olivia's hand spilt onto Billie pants.
"Oh I'm so sowwy..." he said before dragging a limp drunken hand over his crotch area.
"It really sucks that you can't see." she giggled as she continued to wipe his pants drunkenly.
"There's one thing I can do without my eyes." Billie said seductivly as he slid his hands to the back of her neck and kissed her roughly on the lips whilst laying down the couch.
"Billie...you're drunk..." Olivia said suddenly becoming slowly more sober, as Billie kissed her neck.
"sh sh sh..." Billie hushed, while continuing to kiss her neck.
"I don't think we should be doing this." she said becoming panicked and alittle more sober.
Billie sighed finally defeated as he collapsed on top of Olivia. Come on I'll help you to bed." she patted his shoulder.
They got up and Billie stumbed onto Olivia's bed.
"Okay...I'll just sleep on the couch." she said heading towards the living area.
"Uh uh.." Billie cooed as he grabbed her arm and pulled tightly next to him.
"Mmmm..."Billie sighed as he snuggled into her.
"Goodnight Billie." Olivia said slowly falling asleep.
She would never get an answer Billie was already fast asleep. She looked onto his face and slowly traced a hand over his burns that would clear up in a day or so. Then she rested her head upon Billie's head that was tightly fit onto her shoulder.
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