I Dare You..., chapter 7
*Tre's P.O.V*
I thought she loved me? Well, she said she did, just not my hornyness. So, I'm in my car, driving to Billie's, not really paying attention to the road. How am I going to be able to practice with this on my mind?
"Hey, Tre," said Billie as I was walking into the living room and sitting down on the couch, pulling my knees close to me. "How'd it go with Allie?" When he said her name, I pretty much broke down in tears, but I didn't want the guys to see, so I buried my head into my knees.
"Tre," said Mike, coming to sit next to me. "What happened?" I looked up. I wasn't crying right then, but I had tears stained on my cheeks.
"She broke up with me." Mike mouth opened a little in shock. My eyes got watery again.
"Come here," said Mike pulling me toward him for a hug. Billie came up behind me and gave me a hug from behind.
"I thought she was the one," I said, talking into Mike's shirt. "She was perfect. I thought we were going to stay together forever. But I guess not." After a few minutes in our embrace, we all let go and the guys decided not to have practice 'cause they said they wanted to cheer me up.
*Billie's P.O.V*
I thought Tre and Allie were the perfect couple. This could be a sad or a happy moment. The only reason it is a happy moment is now I have a chance with Allie. I really shouldn't be thinking this because one of my best friends just got his heart broken, but I really like her and, hopefully, she'll go for me.
*Allie's P.O.V*
It's been about half a month since mine and Tre's breakup. Since it was February, and Billie's 18th birthday was coming up, he wouldn't stop talking about it. It came time for lunch and only Billie came to the table (even though it's a new school year, I'm still not in any classes with any of the guys). "Where's Tre and Mike?" I asked.
"I talked to them both this morning and Tre said he's playing hooky and Mike's sick," said Billie. I stared into Billie's beautiful, emerald green eyes. Every time I look in them, I always get lost and I hardly ever want to be found.
"Poor Mikey; I hope he feels better." The bell to end lunch had just rung; me and Billie headed off to class. Our school is set up into blocks, so we only have 4 classes a day, so after 4th block, we always meet up and talk until we get to our lockers, then we usually meet up again.
"I want to ditch school," Billie said walking by me to our last class of the day. "I hate school, so I think I'm going to be a high school dropout."
"But then I won't be able to see you as much," I whined.
"I know, but my grades suck, the teachers hate me, and school in general is just a pain in the ass."
"It can't be that bad... " my voice started to drift from him as I turned a different way to get to my class. The last bell of the day rang and me and Billie met up and we talked about what we usually talk about; random stuff, like sex, drugs, and whatever the hell else pops into our heads.
"So," Billie started, after going to his locker, then meeting up again at mine. "My birthday's coming up in about a week and you know what would be the perfect gift?"
I slammed my locker shut after getting my books and I turned to Billie to realize that he was staring at me with longing eyes, liked he's wanted me for so long. "What?" I asked to his question.
"For you to be my girlfriend."
I was little shocked 'cause I didn't know that this was coming. "Umm... " I was thinking about what Tre would think about this.
"I know what you're thinking," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I already talked to Tre about it and he says he's cool with it. So, is it a yes?"
I smiled. "Yeah." Billie then leaned in a gave me a kiss. Our first kiss as boyfriend and girlfriend.
Later that night, I went over to Billie's house. Ollie answered the door. "Hello, Allie. Billie Joe's up in his room."
"Thanks, Ollie." I ran up the steps to find Billie completely wasted. He was laying down on his bed. "Billie, how many beers have you had?" I walked into the room and closed the door behind me.
"I don't know, but I wanted to be drunk the first time we had sex," Billie said slurring every word.
"But, Billie, we just started going out today. I don't think we should be having sex yet." Billie got up from the bed and walked, well stumbled, toward me. "You listen to me, bitch. If I say I wanna have sex, we're having sex."
"No, Billie, I don't want to." I crossed my arms over my chest; I think I was trying to protect my boobs or something like that. Billie was right next to me and he pushed me hard against the door; even though he was drunk, he still was pretty strong. I fell to the floor.
"We're doing it," he said, starting to take off my shirt. So, we had sex, right there on the floor and against the door; it was kind of kinky and I sort of liked it. If he wasn't drunk I would have liked it better. When we were done, I got my clothes back on and I started to head out the door when Billie stopped me. "Hey, I don't like that shirt." He was still sitting on the floor. He started to get up.
"Why?" I asked, looking down at it to see what was wrong.
"Other guys will like it." I looked at him confused. "I can see your stomach. That might turn other guys on." He had gotten up at this point and was heading toward me. I had now opened the door, trying to leave. He grabbed onto my shirt to make sure I wasn't going anywhere. "So as long as you're my girlfriend, you're not going to wear anything like that out in public; you got that?" After finishing his line, Billie slapped me across the face. Since he was wearing his class ring, he had cut the side of my face as well. The force from Billie's blow had made me fall to the ground. At this point I was freaking out, so I crawled out off the room a little, then pretty much ran down the hallway and halfway down the stairs.
"Everything okay?" asked Ollie sitting on the couch watching TV.
I looked over at her and said "Yeah; Billie just fell asleep 'cause he was drunk."
"That's normal. He gets drunk every night that you guys aren't here."
"Well, I'd better go now. Bye Ollie!" I called to her heading out the door.
"Bye sweetie," I heard Ollie say. I walked out to my car thinking about what just happened. If he's drunk like this every night, what is our relationship going to be like?
I thought she loved me? Well, she said she did, just not my hornyness. So, I'm in my car, driving to Billie's, not really paying attention to the road. How am I going to be able to practice with this on my mind?
"Hey, Tre," said Billie as I was walking into the living room and sitting down on the couch, pulling my knees close to me. "How'd it go with Allie?" When he said her name, I pretty much broke down in tears, but I didn't want the guys to see, so I buried my head into my knees.
"Tre," said Mike, coming to sit next to me. "What happened?" I looked up. I wasn't crying right then, but I had tears stained on my cheeks.
"She broke up with me." Mike mouth opened a little in shock. My eyes got watery again.
"Come here," said Mike pulling me toward him for a hug. Billie came up behind me and gave me a hug from behind.
"I thought she was the one," I said, talking into Mike's shirt. "She was perfect. I thought we were going to stay together forever. But I guess not." After a few minutes in our embrace, we all let go and the guys decided not to have practice 'cause they said they wanted to cheer me up.
*Billie's P.O.V*
I thought Tre and Allie were the perfect couple. This could be a sad or a happy moment. The only reason it is a happy moment is now I have a chance with Allie. I really shouldn't be thinking this because one of my best friends just got his heart broken, but I really like her and, hopefully, she'll go for me.
*Allie's P.O.V*
It's been about half a month since mine and Tre's breakup. Since it was February, and Billie's 18th birthday was coming up, he wouldn't stop talking about it. It came time for lunch and only Billie came to the table (even though it's a new school year, I'm still not in any classes with any of the guys). "Where's Tre and Mike?" I asked.
"I talked to them both this morning and Tre said he's playing hooky and Mike's sick," said Billie. I stared into Billie's beautiful, emerald green eyes. Every time I look in them, I always get lost and I hardly ever want to be found.
"Poor Mikey; I hope he feels better." The bell to end lunch had just rung; me and Billie headed off to class. Our school is set up into blocks, so we only have 4 classes a day, so after 4th block, we always meet up and talk until we get to our lockers, then we usually meet up again.
"I want to ditch school," Billie said walking by me to our last class of the day. "I hate school, so I think I'm going to be a high school dropout."
"But then I won't be able to see you as much," I whined.
"I know, but my grades suck, the teachers hate me, and school in general is just a pain in the ass."
"It can't be that bad... " my voice started to drift from him as I turned a different way to get to my class. The last bell of the day rang and me and Billie met up and we talked about what we usually talk about; random stuff, like sex, drugs, and whatever the hell else pops into our heads.
"So," Billie started, after going to his locker, then meeting up again at mine. "My birthday's coming up in about a week and you know what would be the perfect gift?"
I slammed my locker shut after getting my books and I turned to Billie to realize that he was staring at me with longing eyes, liked he's wanted me for so long. "What?" I asked to his question.
"For you to be my girlfriend."
I was little shocked 'cause I didn't know that this was coming. "Umm... " I was thinking about what Tre would think about this.
"I know what you're thinking," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "I already talked to Tre about it and he says he's cool with it. So, is it a yes?"
I smiled. "Yeah." Billie then leaned in a gave me a kiss. Our first kiss as boyfriend and girlfriend.
Later that night, I went over to Billie's house. Ollie answered the door. "Hello, Allie. Billie Joe's up in his room."
"Thanks, Ollie." I ran up the steps to find Billie completely wasted. He was laying down on his bed. "Billie, how many beers have you had?" I walked into the room and closed the door behind me.
"I don't know, but I wanted to be drunk the first time we had sex," Billie said slurring every word.
"But, Billie, we just started going out today. I don't think we should be having sex yet." Billie got up from the bed and walked, well stumbled, toward me. "You listen to me, bitch. If I say I wanna have sex, we're having sex."
"No, Billie, I don't want to." I crossed my arms over my chest; I think I was trying to protect my boobs or something like that. Billie was right next to me and he pushed me hard against the door; even though he was drunk, he still was pretty strong. I fell to the floor.
"We're doing it," he said, starting to take off my shirt. So, we had sex, right there on the floor and against the door; it was kind of kinky and I sort of liked it. If he wasn't drunk I would have liked it better. When we were done, I got my clothes back on and I started to head out the door when Billie stopped me. "Hey, I don't like that shirt." He was still sitting on the floor. He started to get up.
"Why?" I asked, looking down at it to see what was wrong.
"Other guys will like it." I looked at him confused. "I can see your stomach. That might turn other guys on." He had gotten up at this point and was heading toward me. I had now opened the door, trying to leave. He grabbed onto my shirt to make sure I wasn't going anywhere. "So as long as you're my girlfriend, you're not going to wear anything like that out in public; you got that?" After finishing his line, Billie slapped me across the face. Since he was wearing his class ring, he had cut the side of my face as well. The force from Billie's blow had made me fall to the ground. At this point I was freaking out, so I crawled out off the room a little, then pretty much ran down the hallway and halfway down the stairs.
"Everything okay?" asked Ollie sitting on the couch watching TV.
I looked over at her and said "Yeah; Billie just fell asleep 'cause he was drunk."
"That's normal. He gets drunk every night that you guys aren't here."
"Well, I'd better go now. Bye Ollie!" I called to her heading out the door.
"Bye sweetie," I heard Ollie say. I walked out to my car thinking about what just happened. If he's drunk like this every night, what is our relationship going to be like?
