Sex! At Tre's House, chapter 11
Lyddy waves and smiles. "Welcome back," Lyddy says. "Well, well, well, so you've returned. I guess you want to know what happens eh? Good. Well things were getting through the shittyness that was me and Randy's marriage," she laughs. "I look back now and it was so stupid, me not telling him. I fucking hate fear! So the turning point you ask? Well..."
*April 30th 2008*
Almost May, I loved May, so nice and springy. Melissa was really excited because she was going to her first Green Day concert on her own. It was her and two friends. Tre told me that it was a benefit concert, and that they really wanted to do it and Tre gave me tickets for my daughter. Sean really wanted to go but I told him he was too young with out me. I know, a bit motherly of me but I didn't want him getting hurt or anything. Randy didn't want Melissa to go on her own.
"What if she gets high or something?" Randy kept asking.
"Then she gets high. Honey, if she's going to get high, her not being able to go to a Green Day concert won't stop her. She'll just get it from someone at school or something. Get over it. I told that drugs are bad and if she still wants to do them then whatever. You have to realize that it's not our life it's hers. She needs to make decisions now, to prepare her for life," I replied.
"Whatever!" Randy said and stormed off.
I was a bit concerned but what I said was true. I told Melissa how I felt and I told her how bad drugs are and if she wanted to accept the consequences with what drugs brought then she could smoke all she wanted. It was a small concert and pretty hard to get in, I told Randy that Tracy helped me get tickets. But I don't really know if he believed me.
That night we were in bed when I made a very bad mistake. Randy and I were having sex and I was thinking about Melissa and the concert and Tre of course. When we were right in the middle of it, I screamed Tre's name instead of Randy's. He stopped and pulled out.
"What the fuck? TRE?" Randy asked.
"Baby! AH! No! I was thinking about the concert! Man my mind isn't working today. Baby I'm really sorry!" I said.
"Really?" Randy asked.
"Yeah, oh, man. I'm so stressed and tired. Come baby I want to finish it up," I said and he gave me this look and he hesitated. Then did. Afterwards he started asking all these questions like: Why didn't I scream Billie Joe or Mike? Why not drugs or Green day?
I told him I was thinking of drumming and I thought of Tre cool I didn't know why. I told Randy I was sorry and that it wouldn't happen again.
That next day over the phone I told Tre what happened. He laughed his as off.
"Tre! It's not that funny!" I said.
"Yeah it is!" Tre replied.
"My cover could have been blown!" I said.
"So? That could have been a good thing. I need to be with you Lyddy," Tre said.
"Tre, we already talked about this, you know what I feel," I replied.
"I know! I know! But I just love you so much!" Tre replied.
"I know! And I love you too," I said.
We talked a bit longer and then hung up.
Dissolves back to current Lyddy
"Well you could see what Tre wanted, I wanted it too. But see I just couldn't do it. There was just something holding me back, the kids were my main concern. I knew they would be pissed at me. But well what was I to do. I have one last memory to show you before we go back to the current. I had come home late one night in June after visiting Tre and Randy had left for a business trip to Colorado. And I went to Tre and when I came back the dookie hit the hit the fan," Lyddy said.
*June 21st 2008*
I came home after a visit with Tre. We had such a good time, talking and we went swimming with little Frankito, and he's getting so big. Tre and I were talking about dying my hair purple and he would send me to the guy who does my hair. Right now it was a bright red. I loved to do crazy shit with my hair. I walked in the door and Melissa was sitting on the couch I set down my bag and I looked at Melissa.
"Where's your brother?" I asked.
"He stayed over at a friends house," Melissa replied.
"Oh, okay then," I said.
"Mom," Melissa said.
"What babe?" I asked.
"Mom, I have to ask. Are you cheating on dad?" she asked.
I froze. "What are you talking about sweetie?" I replied.
"Mom, I'm 15 now. Are you?" she asked again.
"What would make you asked that?" I asked.
"Cause, you left your journal open on the desk," she replied holding up my journal I had kept. I had started keeping a journal after I started going out with Tre because I needed some place to put all my feelings. I couldn't believe that I left it on the table like a dumb ass.
"What?" I asked.
"You cheating on dad. With Tre Cool?" she asked.
"You're not supposed to read other peoples stuff Melissa. You know that's wrong," I scolded.
"I don't fucking care. You've been cheating on dad for two years with Tre Cool? How could you do that? Dad's been asking you for ages if you've been cheating on him and what did you do? You did! With a famous rock star!" she said.
"Honey, I knew that if I told daddy that you'd all be mad. I was waiting for the right time! Please honey you have to understand how difficult this was for me!"
"I understand but you should have told him. Or at least your own daughter! I could have helped you through it. God damn you mom! How could you? I don't know how to feel," Melissa sighed.
There was silence.
"Are you going to leave dad for Tre?" she asked.
"I've wanted to since the first night we had sex," I replied.
"You've had sex with Tre Cool?" she asked.
"Yeah, I net him that night of the concert where I won back stage passes. Your dad isn't really that satisfying in bed," I said.
"WHOA! Mom! We don't need to go there!" Melissa said and I laughed.
"Well, I talked to Tre and he said he could help me out and well, he can charm his way into any girls pants," I replied.
"Well, so this whole time, you've been with him. You haven't been working late and stuff?" she asked.
"No, and you know Tracy? That's Tre. Whenever I said I was going to Tracy's I was going to Tre's house. It's very bad I know but," I trailed off.
"Mom, you have to tell dad, you have to be honest. Mom I'm so fucking pissed I mean to lie to your husband this whole time. That's just horrible," she said.
"Melissa, you can't tell your father, you can't, I don't want this right now. I'm still trying to figure this al out," I said.
"Mom, I don't know. I just Mom, You need to I don't know," Melissa said.
"Listen, this really isn't something you and me need to be discussing, it's my life and you need to but out and leave it be. I'll do what I need to do, and I'll do it when it needs to be done," I said.
"MOM! You're my mom and I care! You need to tell dad!" she screamed.
"Shut the fuck up! I'll do it when I need to!" I screamed back.
"FINE!" Melissa screamed and she ran off to her room.
Dissolves back to current Lyddy
"Yeah, so, Melissa found out and I was pretty disappointed in myself. I couldn't believe all that had happened; it was just so much at one time. I was so, unhappy. But Tre always cheered me up and made me laugh. Well, there isn't much more I can say, just uh, wait for the next instalment," Lyddy said and smiled.
*April 30th 2008*
Almost May, I loved May, so nice and springy. Melissa was really excited because she was going to her first Green Day concert on her own. It was her and two friends. Tre told me that it was a benefit concert, and that they really wanted to do it and Tre gave me tickets for my daughter. Sean really wanted to go but I told him he was too young with out me. I know, a bit motherly of me but I didn't want him getting hurt or anything. Randy didn't want Melissa to go on her own.
"What if she gets high or something?" Randy kept asking.
"Then she gets high. Honey, if she's going to get high, her not being able to go to a Green Day concert won't stop her. She'll just get it from someone at school or something. Get over it. I told that drugs are bad and if she still wants to do them then whatever. You have to realize that it's not our life it's hers. She needs to make decisions now, to prepare her for life," I replied.
"Whatever!" Randy said and stormed off.
I was a bit concerned but what I said was true. I told Melissa how I felt and I told her how bad drugs are and if she wanted to accept the consequences with what drugs brought then she could smoke all she wanted. It was a small concert and pretty hard to get in, I told Randy that Tracy helped me get tickets. But I don't really know if he believed me.
That night we were in bed when I made a very bad mistake. Randy and I were having sex and I was thinking about Melissa and the concert and Tre of course. When we were right in the middle of it, I screamed Tre's name instead of Randy's. He stopped and pulled out.
"What the fuck? TRE?" Randy asked.
"Baby! AH! No! I was thinking about the concert! Man my mind isn't working today. Baby I'm really sorry!" I said.
"Really?" Randy asked.
"Yeah, oh, man. I'm so stressed and tired. Come baby I want to finish it up," I said and he gave me this look and he hesitated. Then did. Afterwards he started asking all these questions like: Why didn't I scream Billie Joe or Mike? Why not drugs or Green day?
I told him I was thinking of drumming and I thought of Tre cool I didn't know why. I told Randy I was sorry and that it wouldn't happen again.
That next day over the phone I told Tre what happened. He laughed his as off.
"Tre! It's not that funny!" I said.
"Yeah it is!" Tre replied.
"My cover could have been blown!" I said.
"So? That could have been a good thing. I need to be with you Lyddy," Tre said.
"Tre, we already talked about this, you know what I feel," I replied.
"I know! I know! But I just love you so much!" Tre replied.
"I know! And I love you too," I said.
We talked a bit longer and then hung up.
Dissolves back to current Lyddy
"Well you could see what Tre wanted, I wanted it too. But see I just couldn't do it. There was just something holding me back, the kids were my main concern. I knew they would be pissed at me. But well what was I to do. I have one last memory to show you before we go back to the current. I had come home late one night in June after visiting Tre and Randy had left for a business trip to Colorado. And I went to Tre and when I came back the dookie hit the hit the fan," Lyddy said.
*June 21st 2008*
I came home after a visit with Tre. We had such a good time, talking and we went swimming with little Frankito, and he's getting so big. Tre and I were talking about dying my hair purple and he would send me to the guy who does my hair. Right now it was a bright red. I loved to do crazy shit with my hair. I walked in the door and Melissa was sitting on the couch I set down my bag and I looked at Melissa.
"Where's your brother?" I asked.
"He stayed over at a friends house," Melissa replied.
"Oh, okay then," I said.
"Mom," Melissa said.
"What babe?" I asked.
"Mom, I have to ask. Are you cheating on dad?" she asked.
I froze. "What are you talking about sweetie?" I replied.
"Mom, I'm 15 now. Are you?" she asked again.
"What would make you asked that?" I asked.
"Cause, you left your journal open on the desk," she replied holding up my journal I had kept. I had started keeping a journal after I started going out with Tre because I needed some place to put all my feelings. I couldn't believe that I left it on the table like a dumb ass.
"What?" I asked.
"You cheating on dad. With Tre Cool?" she asked.
"You're not supposed to read other peoples stuff Melissa. You know that's wrong," I scolded.
"I don't fucking care. You've been cheating on dad for two years with Tre Cool? How could you do that? Dad's been asking you for ages if you've been cheating on him and what did you do? You did! With a famous rock star!" she said.
"Honey, I knew that if I told daddy that you'd all be mad. I was waiting for the right time! Please honey you have to understand how difficult this was for me!"
"I understand but you should have told him. Or at least your own daughter! I could have helped you through it. God damn you mom! How could you? I don't know how to feel," Melissa sighed.
There was silence.
"Are you going to leave dad for Tre?" she asked.
"I've wanted to since the first night we had sex," I replied.
"You've had sex with Tre Cool?" she asked.
"Yeah, I net him that night of the concert where I won back stage passes. Your dad isn't really that satisfying in bed," I said.
"WHOA! Mom! We don't need to go there!" Melissa said and I laughed.
"Well, I talked to Tre and he said he could help me out and well, he can charm his way into any girls pants," I replied.
"Well, so this whole time, you've been with him. You haven't been working late and stuff?" she asked.
"No, and you know Tracy? That's Tre. Whenever I said I was going to Tracy's I was going to Tre's house. It's very bad I know but," I trailed off.
"Mom, you have to tell dad, you have to be honest. Mom I'm so fucking pissed I mean to lie to your husband this whole time. That's just horrible," she said.
"Melissa, you can't tell your father, you can't, I don't want this right now. I'm still trying to figure this al out," I said.
"Mom, I don't know. I just Mom, You need to I don't know," Melissa said.
"Listen, this really isn't something you and me need to be discussing, it's my life and you need to but out and leave it be. I'll do what I need to do, and I'll do it when it needs to be done," I said.
"MOM! You're my mom and I care! You need to tell dad!" she screamed.
"Shut the fuck up! I'll do it when I need to!" I screamed back.
"FINE!" Melissa screamed and she ran off to her room.
Dissolves back to current Lyddy
"Yeah, so, Melissa found out and I was pretty disappointed in myself. I couldn't believe all that had happened; it was just so much at one time. I was so, unhappy. But Tre always cheered me up and made me laugh. Well, there isn't much more I can say, just uh, wait for the next instalment," Lyddy said and smiled.
