I Dare You..., chapter 4
For the rest of the day, I stayed at Billie's house to help him clean up the mess that we hade made the night before; Ollie came home earlier than Billie had thought. Billie cleaned the kitchen, Mike cleaned the dining room, Tre cleaned the bedrooms, and I cleaned the living room. I was laying on the couch for a while before I actually started cleaning. I noticed that there was a stereo in the room, so I turned on B-105; yes, that's a country station. I listen to country when I'm feel lower than normal and the guys figured that out soon; especially when I started crying while cleaning. Billie heard me crying and I guess he decided that he should go talk to Tre.
*Billie's P.O.V*
I can't believe Tre would do that to his girl; I mean, she is one of the most prettiest girls that I have ever seen. I know I really shouldn't be saying this, but I'm jealous of Tre because he has her. I want her, and he's abusing her. I don't get it. I gotta talk to him and find out why the fuck he did that.
"Tre," I called into the bedroom that he was cleaning. He stood up and looked at me in the doorway. His eyes looked a little red. I paused for a moment. "Have you been crying?" He didn't respond; that's when I knew that he realized what he did was wrong. "I can't believe that you did that man. What the fuck's your problem?"
"I don't know. I don't know what came over me. But now that I've thought about it, I know she's right and I know she doesn't want me anymore," Tre said, almost in tears, but his eyes were getting little watery.
"She wants you so much. It's just she's afraid that this may become a normal habit. I don't know exactly how she feels, but all I know is that you better go apologize." I said this all with hatred; I don't hate Tre for this, I just think that he shouldn't have hit Allie. She's too sweet to be abused.
*Allie's P.O.V*
I was almost done cleaning, and there was a commercial on the radio, and I was humming one of my favorite songs when Billie walked into the room. "What' cha humming?" Billie asked me.
" It's 'Why' by Jason Aldean. It's one of my favorite songs. I really like that song; I also like Racal Flatts." I don't know if Billie was actually listening cuz he looked like he was spacing.
"I thought you only listened to punk?" Billie asked.
"Nope; I listen to other stuff, too. I just like punk the best." The DJ's came back onto the radio and they were taking requests from listeners. "You know, I like when the drunk people call in. They're really pretty funny."
There was a slight pause; we were listening to the person who called in. "I'm guessing you listen to country when you're upset," Billie said in a caring voice that makes me want to fall for him. Why do I feel this way? I like Tre, he's my boyfriend, but yet I'm thinking about Billie all the time.
I had just finished put all the cleaning stuff away and flopped down onto the couch, stomach down. "Yeah, I guess. But it's not just when I'm upset; I listen to it at night. It kind of calms me down." I dug my face down into the couch, thinking about what had happened earlier in the day. I heard Billie walk across the room and he sat down next to me on the edge of the couch. I could feel his eyes looking at me and then I started to cry some more; I don't know why, I just did. Then he put his hand on my back and started to run it up and down my back.
"I promise, sweetie, it'll be okay." Wait, back it up a second; did he just call me sweetie? Does he feel the same way about me the way that I feel about him? Uhhhh! I'm so confused! I had my face still dug into the pillow. I lifted my head and looked at Billie.
"Billie," I started. "I know you're trying to help and I really appreciate it, but I would really just like to be alone for a while."
Billie was still running his hand up and down my back and I really liked it. "Ok," he said softly. Billie got up and went into the dinning room, where Mike was at. What neither of us has known was Tre was listening to our whole conversation.
***
About 2 hours after Billie had left, I was still sitting on the couch. I was sad anymore, I was just debating whether to stay with Tre. He had already screwed up once and now this. I say I should do it like our favorite game, Truth or Dare. Like the rules say, you don't do three dares, you loose. If Tre screws up one more time, then I'll get rid of him. But for now, I'll love him like crazy. I hoped up, literally, from the couch to go find Tre. Right when I was about to step out of the room, I heard this on the radio:
DJ: So caller, who is this and what would you like to hear?
Tre: I'm Tre and I would like to here "Why" and I would like to request for my girlfriend, Allie.
D.J: Any particular reason why you want to hear this song?
Tre: Well, I screwed up and now she hates me and I really want to make it up to her. Allie, remember, I love you and I always will. Nothing can change that. And I realize that you were completely right and I hope you forgive me because I love you.
D.J: Well, Allie, it seems that Tre is sorry and he wants you back. I would take him. Anyway, here's you're song, "Why?"
I sat back down on the couch and listened to the song, my favorite song, and Tre requested it for me. And he does love me. I also just realized that the song is describing mine and Tre's situation. He's so sweet; I'm definitely taking him back now. But first, I had to listen to the song; I went over and sat back down on the couch. I love the chorus; I sat there listening to it: "Why does it always have to come down to you leaving, before I'll say I love you. And why do I always use the words that cut the deepest, when I know how much it hurts you. Oh, baby, why do I do that to you?"
Right after he finished singing the chorus the first time, I saw Tre walk into the room. He walked slowly over to me and I watched him sit down next to me.
"Allie," he started, looking down like he was ashamed, and he probably was. "I shouldn't have done that to you. I love you so much; you could beat me so hard that you would put me in the hospital, but nothing could hurt more than you leaving me. I never want to let you go; please, Allie, I never leave my side. I don't know what I would do without you."
Awww, I was thinking the whole time he was saying that to me. Ok, so I know he's sorry now and that he loves me. I just stared into his beautiful blue eyes, put my hands on soft cheeks, and kiss him passionately to let him know that I forgive him. The song had just ended when our kiss ended. "Tre, sweetheart, I love you, but you have to promise to never hit me again. Do you promise?"
"Of course!" he said hugging me, happy that that's all he had to be safe. "Of course, of course." Tre and I stayed in our ever-lasting hug and he started to kiss my cheek and my ear. I was loving ever second of that. It took me a few minutes to realize that Billie was watching us and smiling. I lipped the words "Thank you" to him and he just flashed a grin that reassured me that he would always be there for me. Billie walked into the other room so me and Tre could be alone. Tre had worked his way from my cheek, to my neck, and back up to my lips; his lips are so soft. We kissed for I don't know how long, but all I know is that I never wanted it to end.
*Billie's P.O.V*
I can't believe Tre would do that to his girl; I mean, she is one of the most prettiest girls that I have ever seen. I know I really shouldn't be saying this, but I'm jealous of Tre because he has her. I want her, and he's abusing her. I don't get it. I gotta talk to him and find out why the fuck he did that.
"Tre," I called into the bedroom that he was cleaning. He stood up and looked at me in the doorway. His eyes looked a little red. I paused for a moment. "Have you been crying?" He didn't respond; that's when I knew that he realized what he did was wrong. "I can't believe that you did that man. What the fuck's your problem?"
"I don't know. I don't know what came over me. But now that I've thought about it, I know she's right and I know she doesn't want me anymore," Tre said, almost in tears, but his eyes were getting little watery.
"She wants you so much. It's just she's afraid that this may become a normal habit. I don't know exactly how she feels, but all I know is that you better go apologize." I said this all with hatred; I don't hate Tre for this, I just think that he shouldn't have hit Allie. She's too sweet to be abused.
*Allie's P.O.V*
I was almost done cleaning, and there was a commercial on the radio, and I was humming one of my favorite songs when Billie walked into the room. "What' cha humming?" Billie asked me.
" It's 'Why' by Jason Aldean. It's one of my favorite songs. I really like that song; I also like Racal Flatts." I don't know if Billie was actually listening cuz he looked like he was spacing.
"I thought you only listened to punk?" Billie asked.
"Nope; I listen to other stuff, too. I just like punk the best." The DJ's came back onto the radio and they were taking requests from listeners. "You know, I like when the drunk people call in. They're really pretty funny."
There was a slight pause; we were listening to the person who called in. "I'm guessing you listen to country when you're upset," Billie said in a caring voice that makes me want to fall for him. Why do I feel this way? I like Tre, he's my boyfriend, but yet I'm thinking about Billie all the time.
I had just finished put all the cleaning stuff away and flopped down onto the couch, stomach down. "Yeah, I guess. But it's not just when I'm upset; I listen to it at night. It kind of calms me down." I dug my face down into the couch, thinking about what had happened earlier in the day. I heard Billie walk across the room and he sat down next to me on the edge of the couch. I could feel his eyes looking at me and then I started to cry some more; I don't know why, I just did. Then he put his hand on my back and started to run it up and down my back.
"I promise, sweetie, it'll be okay." Wait, back it up a second; did he just call me sweetie? Does he feel the same way about me the way that I feel about him? Uhhhh! I'm so confused! I had my face still dug into the pillow. I lifted my head and looked at Billie.
"Billie," I started. "I know you're trying to help and I really appreciate it, but I would really just like to be alone for a while."
Billie was still running his hand up and down my back and I really liked it. "Ok," he said softly. Billie got up and went into the dinning room, where Mike was at. What neither of us has known was Tre was listening to our whole conversation.
***
About 2 hours after Billie had left, I was still sitting on the couch. I was sad anymore, I was just debating whether to stay with Tre. He had already screwed up once and now this. I say I should do it like our favorite game, Truth or Dare. Like the rules say, you don't do three dares, you loose. If Tre screws up one more time, then I'll get rid of him. But for now, I'll love him like crazy. I hoped up, literally, from the couch to go find Tre. Right when I was about to step out of the room, I heard this on the radio:
DJ: So caller, who is this and what would you like to hear?
Tre: I'm Tre and I would like to here "Why" and I would like to request for my girlfriend, Allie.
D.J: Any particular reason why you want to hear this song?
Tre: Well, I screwed up and now she hates me and I really want to make it up to her. Allie, remember, I love you and I always will. Nothing can change that. And I realize that you were completely right and I hope you forgive me because I love you.
D.J: Well, Allie, it seems that Tre is sorry and he wants you back. I would take him. Anyway, here's you're song, "Why?"
I sat back down on the couch and listened to the song, my favorite song, and Tre requested it for me. And he does love me. I also just realized that the song is describing mine and Tre's situation. He's so sweet; I'm definitely taking him back now. But first, I had to listen to the song; I went over and sat back down on the couch. I love the chorus; I sat there listening to it: "Why does it always have to come down to you leaving, before I'll say I love you. And why do I always use the words that cut the deepest, when I know how much it hurts you. Oh, baby, why do I do that to you?"
Right after he finished singing the chorus the first time, I saw Tre walk into the room. He walked slowly over to me and I watched him sit down next to me.
"Allie," he started, looking down like he was ashamed, and he probably was. "I shouldn't have done that to you. I love you so much; you could beat me so hard that you would put me in the hospital, but nothing could hurt more than you leaving me. I never want to let you go; please, Allie, I never leave my side. I don't know what I would do without you."
Awww, I was thinking the whole time he was saying that to me. Ok, so I know he's sorry now and that he loves me. I just stared into his beautiful blue eyes, put my hands on soft cheeks, and kiss him passionately to let him know that I forgive him. The song had just ended when our kiss ended. "Tre, sweetheart, I love you, but you have to promise to never hit me again. Do you promise?"
"Of course!" he said hugging me, happy that that's all he had to be safe. "Of course, of course." Tre and I stayed in our ever-lasting hug and he started to kiss my cheek and my ear. I was loving ever second of that. It took me a few minutes to realize that Billie was watching us and smiling. I lipped the words "Thank you" to him and he just flashed a grin that reassured me that he would always be there for me. Billie walked into the other room so me and Tre could be alone. Tre had worked his way from my cheek, to my neck, and back up to my lips; his lips are so soft. We kissed for I don't know how long, but all I know is that I never wanted it to end.
