Save Me From My Destiny, chapter 2
I had nightmares that night. I dreamed about my mother. It didn't look like her at all thought but I knew it was her. She was old, creepy and very tall. She was looking at me with evil eyes. She was holding Joss in her incredibly long hands and she yelled at me: "You took my youth, I had to raise you, I lost the best years of my life because of you! Now, I'm gonna take all you have; your friends, your job and most of all your dearly beloved... BILLIE."
I woke up in a shock. I sat in the bed. Joey Ramone stared at me from the poster. The room was empty and sunlight burst into the room trough the close curtains.
"Where is Billie?" I thought, still erring echoes from my dream. I felled back on the bed and found a note on the pillow next to mine. I reached for it and red it to myself.
Hey Kate
I had to leave early for a band practice
I'll be back around 12 and I'll bring pizza.
BJ
The clock on the table said 11:23. I finally stretched out of bed and grabbed my black backpack from the floor. I slowly got to the bathroom, stripped my clothes off and got into the shower. Thoughts passed trough my head as I soaped my pale skin. I had to go back home and have a good talk with my mom. After all, I could work out. I might have overreacted. Joss is a responsible man, he could have a good influence on her plus he has a job which means I won't have to be the one who pays for everything. I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a blue towel. I pulled some fresh clothes out of my bag and applied some eye liner. I came back into the Billie's room a couple of minutes later still combing my long hair. I heard voices from downstairs.
"That new song kicks asses!"
"So, where is your little sweetie?" asked an other voice.
"Shhh... maybe she's still asleep."
I heard someone climbed up the stairs. Billie appeared in the door. He smiled at me and walked up for a hug.
"Sorry for leaving you this way, I didn't want to wake you up, you looked so damn cute sleeping." he said still hugging me.
"No problem, as long as you bring back pizza, I'm starving!"
"That's good! Hey you used my soap didn't you?"
"I might... " I said with a huge smile
"I never realize how great this soap smells!"
He kissed softly and grabbed my hand
"Food is that way!"
We went downstairs to the kitchen where I got to meet Mike, Billie's old friend and world fucking best bassist to use his words and John their drummer who like to call himself Al Sorbante.
"Nice to meet you," said Mike still chewing a piece of pizza.
"Yeah," said John, "you work at the bar don't you?"
"Yes" I simply answer grabbing a slice of pizza.
We ate around the small kitchen table speaking mostly about music, dog and coffee... After a while Mike stood up and declared proudly:
"Well now I have to go, I have a date tonight"
"Ouuhhh!" said both Billie and John teasing.
"Well, sorry to ditch you two but I have some homework to finishing up," said Al getting up as well. "See ya!"
They left and I saw Mike wink at Billie. He blushed a bit and threw the pizza box in the trash. He turned back at me and grabbed my waist. He kissed my forehead and then my neck which made me giggle.
"What do you want to do?" he asked between two kisses.
"I dunno, I should get home soon enough, I have to talk with my mom... "
"Nah... Not a good answer," he said holding me tighter.
"Oh, I see. What is a good answer then?" I asked with a smile.
He slowly pushed me against the counter and kissed me passionately.
"That would be a great answer," he said in a breath.
I sat on the counter and wrapped my legs around his waist. He sledded his hands under my shirt and a long shiver crossed my whole body. He let out a deep moan as our kiss was getting lustful and steamy. He was about to detach my bra when the phone started to ring. He didn't pay attention to it at all.
"Maybe you should get that," I said breathlessly.
"Mmm, Billie busy... "
"Billie, it could be important," I said trying to break away from him embrace.
He pulled away from me, giving me a why are you going this to me face and reached for the phone on the wall.
"Hey, yeah... for how long, but... , mom... whatever... uh uh... .sure bye!"
He hand up violently and went in the living not even giving me a look. Suspicious I jumped off the counter and follow his. He sat on the couch, still lip locked. I approached unsure.
"Billie... "
He didn't move, it was like I didn't exist. I sat slowly next to him, trying to catch any reaction. As I got closer I saw tears in his soft green eyes. I putted a hand on his shoulder and tried to communicate once again
"What's wrong?"
He raised his eyes and I saw something in his look: desperation.
"I'm fucking sick of this... " he mumbled.
I saw he was making huge effort to fight back tears. I putted my hand in his and realize it was freezing.
"Since my father died, I knew no one could ever replace him. Of course my mother's been dating a couple of other men since then... but this one! I hate him, I fucking hate him. He is always giving her anything she wants, but he is an asshole! He is treating me like shit; he is steeling her away from me. Now he is taking her to New York for 3 weeks. She is so happy, I thing his gonna asked her to marry him!"
I was sad for him. I knew exactly how he felt since I was living kind of the same situation. I held his hand tighter to warm it up.
"I know how you fell... but I don't know what to tell you."
"I guess well have to support each other."
I dropped a small kiss on his forehead and rested in his arms. We watch TV in silence for a couple of hours both lost in our minds. We knew we would have to face the sad reality of life soon enough but for now we enjoyed that small moment of peace and happiness.
I woke up in a shock. I sat in the bed. Joey Ramone stared at me from the poster. The room was empty and sunlight burst into the room trough the close curtains.
"Where is Billie?" I thought, still erring echoes from my dream. I felled back on the bed and found a note on the pillow next to mine. I reached for it and red it to myself.
Hey Kate
I had to leave early for a band practice
I'll be back around 12 and I'll bring pizza.
BJ
The clock on the table said 11:23. I finally stretched out of bed and grabbed my black backpack from the floor. I slowly got to the bathroom, stripped my clothes off and got into the shower. Thoughts passed trough my head as I soaped my pale skin. I had to go back home and have a good talk with my mom. After all, I could work out. I might have overreacted. Joss is a responsible man, he could have a good influence on her plus he has a job which means I won't have to be the one who pays for everything. I got out of the shower and wrapped myself in a blue towel. I pulled some fresh clothes out of my bag and applied some eye liner. I came back into the Billie's room a couple of minutes later still combing my long hair. I heard voices from downstairs.
"That new song kicks asses!"
"So, where is your little sweetie?" asked an other voice.
"Shhh... maybe she's still asleep."
I heard someone climbed up the stairs. Billie appeared in the door. He smiled at me and walked up for a hug.
"Sorry for leaving you this way, I didn't want to wake you up, you looked so damn cute sleeping." he said still hugging me.
"No problem, as long as you bring back pizza, I'm starving!"
"That's good! Hey you used my soap didn't you?"
"I might... " I said with a huge smile
"I never realize how great this soap smells!"
He kissed softly and grabbed my hand
"Food is that way!"
We went downstairs to the kitchen where I got to meet Mike, Billie's old friend and world fucking best bassist to use his words and John their drummer who like to call himself Al Sorbante.
"Nice to meet you," said Mike still chewing a piece of pizza.
"Yeah," said John, "you work at the bar don't you?"
"Yes" I simply answer grabbing a slice of pizza.
We ate around the small kitchen table speaking mostly about music, dog and coffee... After a while Mike stood up and declared proudly:
"Well now I have to go, I have a date tonight"
"Ouuhhh!" said both Billie and John teasing.
"Well, sorry to ditch you two but I have some homework to finishing up," said Al getting up as well. "See ya!"
They left and I saw Mike wink at Billie. He blushed a bit and threw the pizza box in the trash. He turned back at me and grabbed my waist. He kissed my forehead and then my neck which made me giggle.
"What do you want to do?" he asked between two kisses.
"I dunno, I should get home soon enough, I have to talk with my mom... "
"Nah... Not a good answer," he said holding me tighter.
"Oh, I see. What is a good answer then?" I asked with a smile.
He slowly pushed me against the counter and kissed me passionately.
"That would be a great answer," he said in a breath.
I sat on the counter and wrapped my legs around his waist. He sledded his hands under my shirt and a long shiver crossed my whole body. He let out a deep moan as our kiss was getting lustful and steamy. He was about to detach my bra when the phone started to ring. He didn't pay attention to it at all.
"Maybe you should get that," I said breathlessly.
"Mmm, Billie busy... "
"Billie, it could be important," I said trying to break away from him embrace.
He pulled away from me, giving me a why are you going this to me face and reached for the phone on the wall.
"Hey, yeah... for how long, but... , mom... whatever... uh uh... .sure bye!"
He hand up violently and went in the living not even giving me a look. Suspicious I jumped off the counter and follow his. He sat on the couch, still lip locked. I approached unsure.
"Billie... "
He didn't move, it was like I didn't exist. I sat slowly next to him, trying to catch any reaction. As I got closer I saw tears in his soft green eyes. I putted a hand on his shoulder and tried to communicate once again
"What's wrong?"
He raised his eyes and I saw something in his look: desperation.
"I'm fucking sick of this... " he mumbled.
I saw he was making huge effort to fight back tears. I putted my hand in his and realize it was freezing.
"Since my father died, I knew no one could ever replace him. Of course my mother's been dating a couple of other men since then... but this one! I hate him, I fucking hate him. He is always giving her anything she wants, but he is an asshole! He is treating me like shit; he is steeling her away from me. Now he is taking her to New York for 3 weeks. She is so happy, I thing his gonna asked her to marry him!"
I was sad for him. I knew exactly how he felt since I was living kind of the same situation. I held his hand tighter to warm it up.
"I know how you fell... but I don't know what to tell you."
"I guess well have to support each other."
I dropped a small kiss on his forehead and rested in his arms. We watch TV in silence for a couple of hours both lost in our minds. We knew we would have to face the sad reality of life soon enough but for now we enjoyed that small moment of peace and happiness.
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