A Happy Ending..., chapter 3
My heart was nearly about to explode. I pushed Billie away as I picked up the phone. I didn't dare to answer it, but if I didn't he would be really angry with me. John was so protectable with me. I don't even fancy him anymore. The only problem is if I dump him... He'll try and kill me...
"... Heya hunny," I muttered.
"Hi darling! Can you come over to my house tonite, I thought we could have dinner together,"
"... Well," I said. I paused and thought about it. Words came out that I didn't want to come out.
"John, I don't fancy you anymore. You are to over protective over me, and it's pissing me off. I have my eyes on someone else... I'm sorry, bye," I shouted out and hung up on him. Billie looked at me all shocked. I started to cry...
What the fuck have I done! He's gonna kill me! I thought. I'm such an idiot!
Just then, my phone rang again, and again, it was John. I answered, trying to keep calm.
"Yeah, what do you want," I grumbled. All I could hear was breathing, heavy breathing... And it lasted for a long time. It totally freaked me out.
"I'm gonna kill you... I'm gonna KILL you... I'M GONNA KILL YOU! " John had yelled down the phone. I looked at Billie in horror and dropped my phone, making it break into pieces.
"Shit, what the fuck's going on!" Billie asked, really seriously, like I had never heard him before. I just stared at the floor. Billie grabbed me and made me look in to his eyes. He was going all blurry as I cried my eyes out.
"What... Have... I... DONE! I'm such a fucking retard!" I cussed myself. Billie looked all confused. Then he hugged me tightly. My tears hit his shoulder. It made him shiver, but held me tighter to keep me warm.
"I've just dumped my bf..." I whispered. Billie looked at me smiling.
"That's a good thing, isn't it?"
"NO! John swore that he was gonna kill me, he's after me now Billie! HE'S AFTER ME!" I screamed. I put my hands over my eyes, my eyeliner got smudged so much, it dripped down my face with my tears. Billie clenched his fists. Then let them hang loosely.
"We are gonna help you get away," he said. I looked at him, I had just managed to put a smile on my face, and hugged him again.
"I love you..." I whispered gently into his ear.
"I love you too..." he replied.
He picked up my school bag and lay it on my shoulder. Billie took Mike and Tre to the corner of the Frontroom, and told them what had happened. I waited for them to think of what I could do. It was all a very emotional minute. I thought about what John was going to do to me, and burst out crying, AGAIN!
"Oh god, what's the point in hiding me, he's never going to stop trying to find me!" I wailed.
"But you won't be hiding on your own, we'll come," Billie suggested. Tre stared at him in disgrace, but he had to agree for my sake. But I had to go back to my house to get my stuff, and that would be the first place he would look for me at. He didn't know where Billie lived, because he doesn't know I even know Billie!
"Why don't I stay at your place for the night, and go to my house really, really, really early in the morning. I'm sure John won't be there then, because he has to go to his dads. Ummm... If I'm aloud, where am I gonna sleep?" I asked. Billie, Tre and Mike looked at each other. Tre was about to say something, when Billie butted in.
"You can sleep in with me," he said. Tre went off in a huff, hoping that they would feel sorry for him. It didn't work though!
"Yeah, sure," I agreed. I put my bag back down on the stairs, and threw myself on the sofa's. I sank into them. Just as Billie sat next to me, the sofa went evenly out again, and I got threw off my seat a little. We both giggled. Mike went to go prepare tea, since it was already 6pm! I went to help him.
Hours later, we had all gotten very, very tired, and we went to bed. I took my shoes off and took my hair bobble out.
"Take your jeans and top off, I won't mind," Billie said, giving me a devilish smile. I giggled and hopped into bed after undressing. Billie lent over to me.
"Sweet dreams," he said, and kissed me on the cheek.
"Night-night, hunny" I said, snuggling up close to him.
It felt so much like a fairy-tale, and a couple of minutes later, I began drifting off. Just then I heard my phone go. I picked it up. I had gotten a text from John...
"... Heya hunny," I muttered.
"Hi darling! Can you come over to my house tonite, I thought we could have dinner together,"
"... Well," I said. I paused and thought about it. Words came out that I didn't want to come out.
"John, I don't fancy you anymore. You are to over protective over me, and it's pissing me off. I have my eyes on someone else... I'm sorry, bye," I shouted out and hung up on him. Billie looked at me all shocked. I started to cry...
What the fuck have I done! He's gonna kill me! I thought. I'm such an idiot!
Just then, my phone rang again, and again, it was John. I answered, trying to keep calm.
"Yeah, what do you want," I grumbled. All I could hear was breathing, heavy breathing... And it lasted for a long time. It totally freaked me out.
"I'm gonna kill you... I'm gonna KILL you... I'M GONNA KILL YOU! " John had yelled down the phone. I looked at Billie in horror and dropped my phone, making it break into pieces.
"Shit, what the fuck's going on!" Billie asked, really seriously, like I had never heard him before. I just stared at the floor. Billie grabbed me and made me look in to his eyes. He was going all blurry as I cried my eyes out.
"What... Have... I... DONE! I'm such a fucking retard!" I cussed myself. Billie looked all confused. Then he hugged me tightly. My tears hit his shoulder. It made him shiver, but held me tighter to keep me warm.
"I've just dumped my bf..." I whispered. Billie looked at me smiling.
"That's a good thing, isn't it?"
"NO! John swore that he was gonna kill me, he's after me now Billie! HE'S AFTER ME!" I screamed. I put my hands over my eyes, my eyeliner got smudged so much, it dripped down my face with my tears. Billie clenched his fists. Then let them hang loosely.
"We are gonna help you get away," he said. I looked at him, I had just managed to put a smile on my face, and hugged him again.
"I love you..." I whispered gently into his ear.
"I love you too..." he replied.
He picked up my school bag and lay it on my shoulder. Billie took Mike and Tre to the corner of the Frontroom, and told them what had happened. I waited for them to think of what I could do. It was all a very emotional minute. I thought about what John was going to do to me, and burst out crying, AGAIN!
"Oh god, what's the point in hiding me, he's never going to stop trying to find me!" I wailed.
"But you won't be hiding on your own, we'll come," Billie suggested. Tre stared at him in disgrace, but he had to agree for my sake. But I had to go back to my house to get my stuff, and that would be the first place he would look for me at. He didn't know where Billie lived, because he doesn't know I even know Billie!
"Why don't I stay at your place for the night, and go to my house really, really, really early in the morning. I'm sure John won't be there then, because he has to go to his dads. Ummm... If I'm aloud, where am I gonna sleep?" I asked. Billie, Tre and Mike looked at each other. Tre was about to say something, when Billie butted in.
"You can sleep in with me," he said. Tre went off in a huff, hoping that they would feel sorry for him. It didn't work though!
"Yeah, sure," I agreed. I put my bag back down on the stairs, and threw myself on the sofa's. I sank into them. Just as Billie sat next to me, the sofa went evenly out again, and I got threw off my seat a little. We both giggled. Mike went to go prepare tea, since it was already 6pm! I went to help him.
Hours later, we had all gotten very, very tired, and we went to bed. I took my shoes off and took my hair bobble out.
"Take your jeans and top off, I won't mind," Billie said, giving me a devilish smile. I giggled and hopped into bed after undressing. Billie lent over to me.
"Sweet dreams," he said, and kissed me on the cheek.
"Night-night, hunny" I said, snuggling up close to him.
It felt so much like a fairy-tale, and a couple of minutes later, I began drifting off. Just then I heard my phone go. I picked it up. I had gotten a text from John...
