"What An Asshole You Are Billie"-sequal to "you may not see me but im always with you Adrienne", chapter 5
still in Billie's P.O.V
I must have been lying on the bed for a while because the next thing I know I'm being shaken by Tre.
"Tre, fuck off" I groan, turning on my side away from him.
"We're playing spin the bottle, come and join us" Tre said. He was obviously drunk as he slurred his words.
"We haven't played that stupid game since we were like 18 Tre, so what makes you think I want to play it now?" I ask, annoyed of being woken up.
"Well, that's the point my little buddy, maybe you could phone up Paris and ask her to join?" he asks randomly. I suddenly spring up and grab Tre by the arms.
"Tre, shut the fuck up, I told you to keep your trap shut! Fine, whatever I'll come down and play the game but you better shut up!" I hiss, stalking out the room. I hear a crash followed by a shrill giggle from Tre.
"Oops, naughty me!" Tre says, propping the chair back up, which he had walked into.
I jog down the stairs, to Mike and Adrienne who are sat crosses legged on the floor waiting, with a bottle between them. There were a few beer cans lying here and there, making the room seem messy. I walk over and sit next to Adie, who smiles at me as I sit down. I force a small smile back. We wait as Tre, clumsily staggers down the stairs, then dropping himself in the space left, with a thump.
"Let's get this started!" Tre shouts, spinning the bottle, watching it wiz round and round, his head moving with it.
It starts to slow down and I watch as it lands on Mike. I laugh to myself as Tre moves over to Mike, crawling like a baby. He sits down on his lap and Mike holds him like a baby. I laugh even more as Tre plants a kiss on Mike's lips.
"Woo!" Adie suddenly screams, as they break apart.
"Wow, I haven't had a kiss from you in ages Mikey wikey" Tre coos, patting him on the head. He doesn't bother to move again, but stays sitting on his lap, his head resting on his shoulder.
I reach out and spin the bottle again; it slows down and lands on Adie. Her face lights up as I move over to her. I grab her hands and pull her into a soft kiss. Sensational. I picture her in my mind as I kiss Adie. Paris.
I break away and move back to my space. I look over to Tre and Mike and surprisingly Tre has fallen asleep in Mike's arms. I give an evil grin and stand up, looking for Tre's drumsticks. I finally find them abandoned on the floor across the room. I pick them up and walk behind Tre and give him a whack on the head, causing him to suddenly wake up, rubbing his eyes. He looks around him and realises he's in Mike's arms like a baby. His eyes grow wide.
"Fuck!" Tre shouts, scrambling up and crawling over to his place again. This causes us to all burst out laughing. Tre spins the bottle once again and I watch it as it lands on Adrienne. Fuck. He better not...
I look down at the floor as Tre kisses MY wife passionately. I can't take it any longer. I get up and grab Tre by the shirt, dragging him into the kitchen. I shove him up against the fridge, pinning him against it.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask, furious.
"It's only a game!" Tre says innocently.
"Yeah, but it went a bit far!" I shout back.
"Well you can't exactly say much, with you shacked up with that slut Paris!" Tre shouts back. I glare at him with anger. I suddenly notice a figure standing in the doorway.
Adie...
I must have been lying on the bed for a while because the next thing I know I'm being shaken by Tre.
"Tre, fuck off" I groan, turning on my side away from him.
"We're playing spin the bottle, come and join us" Tre said. He was obviously drunk as he slurred his words.
"We haven't played that stupid game since we were like 18 Tre, so what makes you think I want to play it now?" I ask, annoyed of being woken up.
"Well, that's the point my little buddy, maybe you could phone up Paris and ask her to join?" he asks randomly. I suddenly spring up and grab Tre by the arms.
"Tre, shut the fuck up, I told you to keep your trap shut! Fine, whatever I'll come down and play the game but you better shut up!" I hiss, stalking out the room. I hear a crash followed by a shrill giggle from Tre.
"Oops, naughty me!" Tre says, propping the chair back up, which he had walked into.
I jog down the stairs, to Mike and Adrienne who are sat crosses legged on the floor waiting, with a bottle between them. There were a few beer cans lying here and there, making the room seem messy. I walk over and sit next to Adie, who smiles at me as I sit down. I force a small smile back. We wait as Tre, clumsily staggers down the stairs, then dropping himself in the space left, with a thump.
"Let's get this started!" Tre shouts, spinning the bottle, watching it wiz round and round, his head moving with it.
It starts to slow down and I watch as it lands on Mike. I laugh to myself as Tre moves over to Mike, crawling like a baby. He sits down on his lap and Mike holds him like a baby. I laugh even more as Tre plants a kiss on Mike's lips.
"Woo!" Adie suddenly screams, as they break apart.
"Wow, I haven't had a kiss from you in ages Mikey wikey" Tre coos, patting him on the head. He doesn't bother to move again, but stays sitting on his lap, his head resting on his shoulder.
I reach out and spin the bottle again; it slows down and lands on Adie. Her face lights up as I move over to her. I grab her hands and pull her into a soft kiss. Sensational. I picture her in my mind as I kiss Adie. Paris.
I break away and move back to my space. I look over to Tre and Mike and surprisingly Tre has fallen asleep in Mike's arms. I give an evil grin and stand up, looking for Tre's drumsticks. I finally find them abandoned on the floor across the room. I pick them up and walk behind Tre and give him a whack on the head, causing him to suddenly wake up, rubbing his eyes. He looks around him and realises he's in Mike's arms like a baby. His eyes grow wide.
"Fuck!" Tre shouts, scrambling up and crawling over to his place again. This causes us to all burst out laughing. Tre spins the bottle once again and I watch it as it lands on Adrienne. Fuck. He better not...
I look down at the floor as Tre kisses MY wife passionately. I can't take it any longer. I get up and grab Tre by the shirt, dragging him into the kitchen. I shove him up against the fridge, pinning him against it.
"What the fuck are you doing?" I ask, furious.
"It's only a game!" Tre says innocently.
"Yeah, but it went a bit far!" I shout back.
"Well you can't exactly say much, with you shacked up with that slut Paris!" Tre shouts back. I glare at him with anger. I suddenly notice a figure standing in the doorway.
Adie...
