The Way They Loved, chapter 2
"Keane, this isn't good, and I do like the feeling, but still, it's wrong. Very wrong," I said, my mind bulging with anxiety. What if what I saw really wasn't what I thought. Maybe it was the beer?
"Adrienne, he cheated on you. You're definitely broken up, babe. What part of this is wrong? Now, just come back to bed, you need some rest."
"No, no, NO!! Why did this happen to me?!!!" I screamed, tearing at my hair, reliving my mistake. Keane got out of bed in his boxers and hugged me, and then kissed me. But this time, it just felt filthy. I pulled away and slapped him.
"I told you to STOP IT!!" He just stared at me, gripping his cheek tightly.
"Adrienne Nesser, you have got to chill out..." he said, holding me by the shoulders. I shuddered at what he would do to me. Rape me? Nah, that was impossible. Thinking of the outcome of me after this, the boulder on my heart was lifted when he let go and started to pace around.
"Keane, please -" Ring! "Hello?"
"Adie, babe, you got it wrong, we weren't -"
"Billie? You have the cheek to call me? Oh my God, I'm gonna have a heart attack, frick!"
"Adie chill. Meet me at the mall later at 6 and I'll explain everything to you. Trust me, and please be there."
"You bet the fuck I will...and someone else will come along," I growled, finally seeing the benefit of Keane. Of course, he could be the one I cry myself dry into and the one who consoles me but hey, being his girl would just break Billie's heart like he did mine and get me a little extra ice on my fingers and necks!
*At The Mall, Billie's Point Of View*
God she's gotta show up...I can't believe it, why did I let her catch me doing such a drunken thing? Well, if she doesn't show up today, she'll never know how much I feel for her. God, THERE SHE IS! But she's with some other guy...oh no, did she get drunk? I mean, that's how I met her, and...no, it couldn't be...this guy is familiar... "Hello, Billass."
"Adie." I felt in my pocket for the 'secret weapon'.
"Look, I only came here to tell you that I'm back on my feet. I'm dating this here Keane Rogers and I never want to see you again. Goodbye for life..." And she strode away with that Keane guy. I knew it would never last. Acts like that only lasted for a week or so. I could wait. Or I could rot.
"Hey, how did it go?" Sheila asked, with a hint of a grin on her face. Was she seriously entertained by my misery? She was the one who came onto me in the first place. What a bitch, you might think, but we were drunk. Mike walked out of the bathroom, wearing a muscle shirt and shorts. He gave me a questioning look, but I could tell he already knew the answer from my face.
"It's okay, things happen, and everyone occasionally lets a good girl slip. I have, and I remember her name was Florra." But then he noticed I was having a male PMS and wasn't in the mood for one of his long stories. Then he patted my back and placed a bottle of cold beer in front of me and took off with Sheila.
*Back to Adie*
I gritted my teeth tight and I put down the test. It was pink; aka positive. I was pregnant at the mild age of 17. It wasn't possible for it to be Billie's baby; we hadn't 'screwed' for a month because I was having some problems with my mum. Who did I mess with recently? Oh, shit. "KEANE!!"
"What issit babe?"
"I'm pregnant with your baby!!"
"Urm...yay?"
"NO!! OH MY GOD!! I'M NOT READY!!" I was being completely drastic and totally creeping Keane out. I just kept shaking my head uncontrollably and saying 'no' and standing and sitting back on the sofa. It was really sad.
"Look, why don't you just abort it? I'm not ready neither..." he mumbled queitly, scratching the back of his head and shuffling his feet. I wiped the mascara off my eyes and gaped at him. He wanted to abort his own baby? This was murder!
"I'll abort it alright..." I trailed off, fading into the air. And I went into my room and started slitting...
"Adrienne, he cheated on you. You're definitely broken up, babe. What part of this is wrong? Now, just come back to bed, you need some rest."
"No, no, NO!! Why did this happen to me?!!!" I screamed, tearing at my hair, reliving my mistake. Keane got out of bed in his boxers and hugged me, and then kissed me. But this time, it just felt filthy. I pulled away and slapped him.
"I told you to STOP IT!!" He just stared at me, gripping his cheek tightly.
"Adrienne Nesser, you have got to chill out..." he said, holding me by the shoulders. I shuddered at what he would do to me. Rape me? Nah, that was impossible. Thinking of the outcome of me after this, the boulder on my heart was lifted when he let go and started to pace around.
"Keane, please -" Ring! "Hello?"
"Adie, babe, you got it wrong, we weren't -"
"Billie? You have the cheek to call me? Oh my God, I'm gonna have a heart attack, frick!"
"Adie chill. Meet me at the mall later at 6 and I'll explain everything to you. Trust me, and please be there."
"You bet the fuck I will...and someone else will come along," I growled, finally seeing the benefit of Keane. Of course, he could be the one I cry myself dry into and the one who consoles me but hey, being his girl would just break Billie's heart like he did mine and get me a little extra ice on my fingers and necks!
*At The Mall, Billie's Point Of View*
God she's gotta show up...I can't believe it, why did I let her catch me doing such a drunken thing? Well, if she doesn't show up today, she'll never know how much I feel for her. God, THERE SHE IS! But she's with some other guy...oh no, did she get drunk? I mean, that's how I met her, and...no, it couldn't be...this guy is familiar... "Hello, Billass."
"Adie." I felt in my pocket for the 'secret weapon'.
"Look, I only came here to tell you that I'm back on my feet. I'm dating this here Keane Rogers and I never want to see you again. Goodbye for life..." And she strode away with that Keane guy. I knew it would never last. Acts like that only lasted for a week or so. I could wait. Or I could rot.
"Hey, how did it go?" Sheila asked, with a hint of a grin on her face. Was she seriously entertained by my misery? She was the one who came onto me in the first place. What a bitch, you might think, but we were drunk. Mike walked out of the bathroom, wearing a muscle shirt and shorts. He gave me a questioning look, but I could tell he already knew the answer from my face.
"It's okay, things happen, and everyone occasionally lets a good girl slip. I have, and I remember her name was Florra." But then he noticed I was having a male PMS and wasn't in the mood for one of his long stories. Then he patted my back and placed a bottle of cold beer in front of me and took off with Sheila.
*Back to Adie*
I gritted my teeth tight and I put down the test. It was pink; aka positive. I was pregnant at the mild age of 17. It wasn't possible for it to be Billie's baby; we hadn't 'screwed' for a month because I was having some problems with my mum. Who did I mess with recently? Oh, shit. "KEANE!!"
"What issit babe?"
"I'm pregnant with your baby!!"
"Urm...yay?"
"NO!! OH MY GOD!! I'M NOT READY!!" I was being completely drastic and totally creeping Keane out. I just kept shaking my head uncontrollably and saying 'no' and standing and sitting back on the sofa. It was really sad.
"Look, why don't you just abort it? I'm not ready neither..." he mumbled queitly, scratching the back of his head and shuffling his feet. I wiped the mascara off my eyes and gaped at him. He wanted to abort his own baby? This was murder!
"I'll abort it alright..." I trailed off, fading into the air. And I went into my room and started slitting...
