'Cause Now I Know It's All That I Wanted, chapter 5
*Tre's P.O.V.*
"So... why did Mike leave you here again?" I asked India.
"Because he didn't want to lose your trust."
"He's done that enough."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I see you sucking the faces off each other all the time, and you're gonna say 'what's that supposed to mean?'"
"Well I did ask it didn't I!?" she yelled out, her eyes turned a dark green, she was getting angry.
"Ok, I'm sorry, but I feel like you're like my real daughter," I lied, she was my real daughter.
"Ok, I'm sorry too, but please don't get my angry like that again, you don't want to make me angry," she laughed.
"I've figured that out myself," I laughed. She was just like me, she can only joke for so long, then she snaps like a twig.
"Thanks for caring Dad," she said, I felt my heart swell up with proud when I heard her say that.
She hugged me and I just kinda hung there, then I closed my arms around her. I smiled on how this was supposed to feel, like a father, I've done this all the time with Ramona and Frankito but this was the daughter I've lost for the past almost 20 years. "Want us to come back when your not having a father/daughter moment?" I heard a voice say. I turned around and saw Mike and Billie standing there, smiling at me.
"Mikey!" India squealed.
"Hey baby," he said. He picked her up and spun her around. She laughed as he started to tickle her. "Stop! It's torture man!" she managed to squeal out.
"What are you gonna do to make me stop?" he asked, with a goofy grin, knowing exactly what she'd do. India cupped his cheek with her hand and kissed him.
"Aww man spread the love!" Billie whined. India gave him a devilish grin, and kissed him. Mikey looked at her in faux shock as she broke apart, she looked at Billie, leaning in for another kiss but instead, shoved his face and hid behind Mike. "Why you little!" Billie yelled out with a smirk. He started to walk towards Mike and India, India knew what was going on and shot out the door with Billie hot on her heels.
The chase lasted forever, India was quick and agile but so was Billie. Me and Mike tried to help Billie but India wouldn't fall for our usual tricks of the chase. She went into a giggle fit and we tried to get her then but she ran away instead. She went into the miniature woods I have, and actually hid in the run-down shed I had, with bricks all over and no ceiling.
Mike got her there, no telling what they did, but they were in there for 10 minutes. I heard their giggles and chuckles and they came out with goofy smiles on their smiles. (In case if any pervs are there, NO! They did not do it!)
"Share the love!" called out Billie Joe when he saw the two.
"No! This is how it all got started," I called back. Mike and India just laughed as India looked at her watch.
"Mikey, we need to go! It's 1 o' clock and we only have four hours!" she squealed in faux surprise and dragged Mike to his car and signed languaged to me to remember to bring my girl to the sleepover. We made up our own secret hand language so only we understood each other. I laughed and went inside with Billie to call my very own "loved one."
*India's P.O.V.*
"Do my eyes really change color?" I asked as I looked inside the mirror.
"Yes they do," answered Mike.
"Wow, never noticed, what do they mean and if you tell me all of them then I would be scared," I laughed while Mike just chuckled.
"Well the most common to me is violet, or grey."
"What do they mean?"
"Violet is love and grey is happiness."
"Ever seen green?"
"No," I knew he was lying.
"Good, because you don't want to."
"Does it mean sadness?" he asked me with puppy dog eyes. I laughed and shook my head, "it means that I'm mad, that was my most common eye color when I was in the orphanage."
"Oh," was all he said. I laughed and put my hand on his shoulder as he drove, paranoid he was going to get hit. He seemed to relax. I laughed on how tense he was.
"Ok, we're getting everything, candy, movies, popcorn, anything you can pretty much buy at the theaters," he commented while we were in the store.
I nodded and got everything as quick as I could. "Ok, we're making good time, it's about 4:15 p.m." I said. Mike nodded again and we hurried to Mike's car. "Mike?" I asked.
"Hmm?" he replied.
"Your awfully quiet."
"I'm worried."
"About what?"
"About you."
"What about me?"
"Well, you're a beautiful girl, a punk goddess, and I know that sometime you'll want to go to the Gilman, me and the guys aren't allowed in there, who's gonna be there to protect you?" he said worriedly.
"Are you afraid about the everyone or someone in particular?" I asked him.
"Well, a certain group."
"And that would be?"
"Guys," he replied flatly.
I started to laugh at Mike. He looked at me like I was crazy. I stopped laughing before Mike got hurt. "Mike, sweetie, I'm not going anywhere, I'll always love you and justyou."
"Aww, that's sweet."
"Well, I'm always good with flattery."
He chuckled and I looked at him. "What?" I asked.
"Your eyes are violet."
"Thanks India," he said, sounding relieved.
"So... why did Mike leave you here again?" I asked India.
"Because he didn't want to lose your trust."
"He's done that enough."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I see you sucking the faces off each other all the time, and you're gonna say 'what's that supposed to mean?'"
"Well I did ask it didn't I!?" she yelled out, her eyes turned a dark green, she was getting angry.
"Ok, I'm sorry, but I feel like you're like my real daughter," I lied, she was my real daughter.
"Ok, I'm sorry too, but please don't get my angry like that again, you don't want to make me angry," she laughed.
"I've figured that out myself," I laughed. She was just like me, she can only joke for so long, then she snaps like a twig.
"Thanks for caring Dad," she said, I felt my heart swell up with proud when I heard her say that.
She hugged me and I just kinda hung there, then I closed my arms around her. I smiled on how this was supposed to feel, like a father, I've done this all the time with Ramona and Frankito but this was the daughter I've lost for the past almost 20 years. "Want us to come back when your not having a father/daughter moment?" I heard a voice say. I turned around and saw Mike and Billie standing there, smiling at me.
"Mikey!" India squealed.
"Hey baby," he said. He picked her up and spun her around. She laughed as he started to tickle her. "Stop! It's torture man!" she managed to squeal out.
"What are you gonna do to make me stop?" he asked, with a goofy grin, knowing exactly what she'd do. India cupped his cheek with her hand and kissed him.
"Aww man spread the love!" Billie whined. India gave him a devilish grin, and kissed him. Mikey looked at her in faux shock as she broke apart, she looked at Billie, leaning in for another kiss but instead, shoved his face and hid behind Mike. "Why you little!" Billie yelled out with a smirk. He started to walk towards Mike and India, India knew what was going on and shot out the door with Billie hot on her heels.
The chase lasted forever, India was quick and agile but so was Billie. Me and Mike tried to help Billie but India wouldn't fall for our usual tricks of the chase. She went into a giggle fit and we tried to get her then but she ran away instead. She went into the miniature woods I have, and actually hid in the run-down shed I had, with bricks all over and no ceiling.
Mike got her there, no telling what they did, but they were in there for 10 minutes. I heard their giggles and chuckles and they came out with goofy smiles on their smiles. (In case if any pervs are there, NO! They did not do it!)
"Share the love!" called out Billie Joe when he saw the two.
"No! This is how it all got started," I called back. Mike and India just laughed as India looked at her watch.
"Mikey, we need to go! It's 1 o' clock and we only have four hours!" she squealed in faux surprise and dragged Mike to his car and signed languaged to me to remember to bring my girl to the sleepover. We made up our own secret hand language so only we understood each other. I laughed and went inside with Billie to call my very own "loved one."
*India's P.O.V.*
"Do my eyes really change color?" I asked as I looked inside the mirror.
"Yes they do," answered Mike.
"Wow, never noticed, what do they mean and if you tell me all of them then I would be scared," I laughed while Mike just chuckled.
"Well the most common to me is violet, or grey."
"What do they mean?"
"Violet is love and grey is happiness."
"Ever seen green?"
"No," I knew he was lying.
"Good, because you don't want to."
"Does it mean sadness?" he asked me with puppy dog eyes. I laughed and shook my head, "it means that I'm mad, that was my most common eye color when I was in the orphanage."
"Oh," was all he said. I laughed and put my hand on his shoulder as he drove, paranoid he was going to get hit. He seemed to relax. I laughed on how tense he was.
"Ok, we're getting everything, candy, movies, popcorn, anything you can pretty much buy at the theaters," he commented while we were in the store.
I nodded and got everything as quick as I could. "Ok, we're making good time, it's about 4:15 p.m." I said. Mike nodded again and we hurried to Mike's car. "Mike?" I asked.
"Hmm?" he replied.
"Your awfully quiet."
"I'm worried."
"About what?"
"About you."
"What about me?"
"Well, you're a beautiful girl, a punk goddess, and I know that sometime you'll want to go to the Gilman, me and the guys aren't allowed in there, who's gonna be there to protect you?" he said worriedly.
"Are you afraid about the everyone or someone in particular?" I asked him.
"Well, a certain group."
"And that would be?"
"Guys," he replied flatly.
I started to laugh at Mike. He looked at me like I was crazy. I stopped laughing before Mike got hurt. "Mike, sweetie, I'm not going anywhere, I'll always love you and justyou."
"Aww, that's sweet."
"Well, I'm always good with flattery."
He chuckled and I looked at him. "What?" I asked.
"Your eyes are violet."
"Thanks India," he said, sounding relieved.
