You Got Me On My Knees, chapter 10
The next days passed a little weird.
I had the time of my life with Billie when he was home. He always made me breakfast and took care of everything and we would sit down and watch movies or talk about anything we wanted and I think we actually made our connection stronger by living together.
Of course it was awkward as hell when Mike was around. I wouldn't look at him, let alone talk. But I was growing quite fond of Estelle. She was so adorable and the spitting image of her daddy which of course was a major plus. And Mike adored her. I could tell by the way he looked at her that she was probably the only woman who would never hurt him and vice versa. How jealous I was.
And the day finally came when Billie, Tre, their girlfriends, Mike, Anastasia and me were all going to the movies like a big happy company.
I hadn't been so nervous in my life. Not even when my book was published. I had convinced myself that I shouldn't behave like a bitch to Anastasia because it wasn't her fault that Mike and I were not together. I had even practiced to be nice around her.
"I can see that staying with the rich people did good on you." Billie said once I was ready to go. I was just wearing my jeans and a nice blouse, big deal.
"You're rich too darling." I corrected him.
"Yeah but not that kind of rich."
"Are there ways to categorize wealth?"
"The hell they are. You are now smart rich. Like you were rich your whole life. I am lucky rich."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning I'm just a punk who got fucking fortunate."
"I'm not rich."
"Whatever you say best seller."
"That was three years ago."
So I had written a nice book when I was eighteen. It's not like I was popping out ideas for the next one since then. Anyway I had Anastasia and being nice to her for the sake of my friendship with Mike to worry about now.
I am introduced to Anna. Dick brings her to the pub on a night when Barry isn't around.
She's small, quiet, polite, anxiously friendly and Dick obviously adores her. He wants my approval and I can give it easily, loads of it.
Why would I want Dick to be unhappy? I wouldn't. I want him to be as happy as anybody has ever been. I want him to show the rest of us that it is possible to maintain a relationship and a large record collection simultaneously.
"My God I love your outfit!" Was the first thing she said when we saw each other. Her and Mike were walking towards us, being very close to each other, not touching or anything but I could now sense that the "yet" I so much hated did no longer exist.
Then I remembered that they were married and had a child together and that I had to be nice to her.
"Thanks. Love your outfit too." I hadn't really noticed but she was a pretty girl. And to my greater disappointment she was also looking good next to Mike.
Tre and his sweetheart, Kelly soon arrived and we were all set. I felt like shit by the way and I had a good reason.
Call me a fucking whiner but the love of my life was married with another woman, I had changed three houses in over a year and a half, I hadn't published anything for a good three years and I was the only one without a date!!! Ok so I know that you may have bigger problems than me and I shouldn't be so selfish but... Come on!
The movie was quite nice. I was sitting next to Billie who was annoying me all the time, pinching my things and tickling me so that I would shout and the others would shoo me.
I don't think his girlfriend minded though. Anastasia had rested her head on Mike's shoulder like I had done so many times in the past and Tre was making out with Kelly the entire time. We decided to go for drinks after that.
Sweet ambrosia, alcohol.
Of course I got drunk and so did everyone else. And then of course when Billie and I got back to the house we slept together.
I had the time of my life with Billie when he was home. He always made me breakfast and took care of everything and we would sit down and watch movies or talk about anything we wanted and I think we actually made our connection stronger by living together.
Of course it was awkward as hell when Mike was around. I wouldn't look at him, let alone talk. But I was growing quite fond of Estelle. She was so adorable and the spitting image of her daddy which of course was a major plus. And Mike adored her. I could tell by the way he looked at her that she was probably the only woman who would never hurt him and vice versa. How jealous I was.
And the day finally came when Billie, Tre, their girlfriends, Mike, Anastasia and me were all going to the movies like a big happy company.
I hadn't been so nervous in my life. Not even when my book was published. I had convinced myself that I shouldn't behave like a bitch to Anastasia because it wasn't her fault that Mike and I were not together. I had even practiced to be nice around her.
"I can see that staying with the rich people did good on you." Billie said once I was ready to go. I was just wearing my jeans and a nice blouse, big deal.
"You're rich too darling." I corrected him.
"Yeah but not that kind of rich."
"Are there ways to categorize wealth?"
"The hell they are. You are now smart rich. Like you were rich your whole life. I am lucky rich."
"Meaning?"
"Meaning I'm just a punk who got fucking fortunate."
"I'm not rich."
"Whatever you say best seller."
"That was three years ago."
So I had written a nice book when I was eighteen. It's not like I was popping out ideas for the next one since then. Anyway I had Anastasia and being nice to her for the sake of my friendship with Mike to worry about now.
I am introduced to Anna. Dick brings her to the pub on a night when Barry isn't around.
She's small, quiet, polite, anxiously friendly and Dick obviously adores her. He wants my approval and I can give it easily, loads of it.
Why would I want Dick to be unhappy? I wouldn't. I want him to be as happy as anybody has ever been. I want him to show the rest of us that it is possible to maintain a relationship and a large record collection simultaneously.
"My God I love your outfit!" Was the first thing she said when we saw each other. Her and Mike were walking towards us, being very close to each other, not touching or anything but I could now sense that the "yet" I so much hated did no longer exist.
Then I remembered that they were married and had a child together and that I had to be nice to her.
"Thanks. Love your outfit too." I hadn't really noticed but she was a pretty girl. And to my greater disappointment she was also looking good next to Mike.
Tre and his sweetheart, Kelly soon arrived and we were all set. I felt like shit by the way and I had a good reason.
Call me a fucking whiner but the love of my life was married with another woman, I had changed three houses in over a year and a half, I hadn't published anything for a good three years and I was the only one without a date!!! Ok so I know that you may have bigger problems than me and I shouldn't be so selfish but... Come on!
The movie was quite nice. I was sitting next to Billie who was annoying me all the time, pinching my things and tickling me so that I would shout and the others would shoo me.
I don't think his girlfriend minded though. Anastasia had rested her head on Mike's shoulder like I had done so many times in the past and Tre was making out with Kelly the entire time. We decided to go for drinks after that.
Sweet ambrosia, alcohol.
Of course I got drunk and so did everyone else. And then of course when Billie and I got back to the house we slept together.
