Be There, chapter 7
"Hey Zacky, how do I look?" I ask as I step out of my room in black pants, my strappy heels that I bought in Europe with Britt and a wine red off the shoulder silk-like shirt.
"Oh sweetie you look gorgeous, now I know I'm not the best critique for straight mans wants, but Tre is literally going to pop when he sees you."
"Awe your sweet." I say laughing.
"Now me?" I walk up to him and brush my hands over his shoulders.
"There, you're pretty."
"Thanks doll." He says as he links arms with mine. "Shall we?"
I drive to Tre's house, Zack fidgeting with the radio, critiquing every note of music coming out of the speakers.
"How much longer till we get there?"
"Oh jeez Zack, you're worse than a child."
"Am not." He whines. "Now how much longer?"
"One minute." I mumble as I turn the corner. I park the car across the street from Tre's house.
"Oh nice place." Zack says excitedly. "Gonna go on a man hunt."
"Oh jeez, don't you dare start singing Hungry Like the Wolf."
"Don't worry, I'm not that much of a dork." He says as we near the door. The music is booming, so we let ourselves in. Tre's parties were always entertaining, three key elements made them so; good music, space to dance and booze. After a couple of minutes of looking out at the people around us, I turn to Zack.
"See anything you like?"
"Yup, a real tall drink of water."
"Alright, good luck." I say patting his back as I make my way to find Mike or someone.
"Sex on the beach?" a familiar voice whispers in my ear.
"Oh so tempting, but I rather not get sand up my crack." I say jokingly as I turn around slowly.
"Very lady-like choice of language."
"Thank you." I say as I look into Tre's eyes.
"I promise there's no sand." He says handing me a drink.
"Thanks." I say as I take a sip, "Is Mike here yet?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'll keep a low profile." I say as I peck his cheek and walk away. Teasing Tre has got to be the funnest thing to do at a party.
I go to mingle with Zack as I try to locate Mike, Britt, Adie or Billie.
"So how's it going with Tre?"
"Fun, right now I'm being the biggest tease in the world."
"Oh scandalous." He says laughing. "Oh shoo now, my eye candy has returned from the bathroom."
"Alright, catch you later." I say as I head out to the balcony where there are less people. At the bottom of the balcony steps I see a familiar head of black hair smoking a cigarette. I put my drink down on the patio table and quietly head down the stairs and pounce him.
"Jesus Christ!" he yells.
"Hey Billie."
"Myla, fuck, you nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"You sure it's me and not the cigs."
"Shut-up, I've been cutting down." He murmurs as he stubs it out. "You're really immature you know."
"Yeah well with influences like you, my brother and Tre what could you expect."
"Rebellion against the immaturity in which you were taught."
"Yeah sure like that would happen." I say rolling my eyes. "So where's everyone?"
"Uhh, follow me." Billie says as he heads up the balcony steps.
We head into a lounging area near the bar; Adie, Mike and Britt are sitting on the couch chatting with drinks in their hands.
"Oh good Myla's here." Britt says standing up, "You'll dance with me, won't you?"
"Yeah sure." I say as she leads me down to where everyone else is dancing. We start dancing to the booming music when Mike reluctantly walks down to us to dance with Britt. Mike is weird sometimes, he'll refuse to go dance with Brittney when she asks, but when she goes without him, he'll just end up joining her. I personally think he has jealousy issues; it's not that bad though. Some guy I've seen around the lighting techs on tour comes up to me and starts dancing. Oh what the hell, I'll dance with him, I might even tease Tre in the process.
This guy obviously had a bit to drink; he's fumbling all over the place. I continue to dance with him none the less, I'll be courteous to at least last the rest of the song. He puts his hand on the small of my back and continues to dance, now this is making me uncomfortable. I look around for Zack so he can bail me out, but no such luck. I only find Tre who's chatting with a group of people. He looks over at me and sees who I'm dancing with. He smirks evilly and goes back to chatting with his people. I pull away from this guy, but he just pulls me in closer again. I panic slightly, but then I see Tre walking up to us.
"Can I cut in?"
"Sure, it's your house." The guy says as he grumbles off. I place my hands loosely on Tre's shoulders and gladly dance with him.
"Thanks." I murmur.
"Couldn't have him feeling up my gal now could I?"
"Yeah, I guess. But why'd you smirk at me and take your sweet ass time?"
"I thought I'd let you suffer first for being such a tease all evening." He smirks evilly.
"I guess I deserved that."
"So how'd you get in such a predicament?"
"It's all Mike and Brittney's fault." I say as Tre places his hands on my hips as we continue to move to the music. "Britt dragged me to the dance floor and then Mike came to dance with her and then that guy came-" I stop when I realize Tre is silently mocking me.
"Okay, I don't want to dance anymore." Tre says letting go of my hips. "I'm gonna get me another drink." I roll my eyes and follow him to the table where he has bottle after bottle of liquor laid out. Tre starts mixing himself a drink, meanwhile I pluck a beer out of the ice bucket and open it. After making his drink, Tre heads to where Billie and Adie are sitting. I attempt to follow but I'm stopped by Zack.
"Myla darling, can I borrow your car?"
"Why?"
"Well I met this real hotty and I want to show him some of my photography . . ."
"You need a way to get back to the apartment with him."
"Yes." He says sheepishly.
"Have you been drinking?"
"Well no, I just had a martini when I got here and that's it."
"Alright." I say as I reach in my pocket and hand him the car keys. "I better not walk in on anything."
"That's why bedrooms have doors." He says as he walks away from me happily.
I walk over to where Tre, Billie and Adie are sitting, joined by Mike and Britt moments later.
"Hey Mike, can you drive me home tonight?"
"Yeah sure, if Britt or I sober up by then." He says laughing. Well I knew I wasn't getting a lift home tonight.
"Myla, I'm a dad!" Mike practically screeches over the phone.
"Congratulations Mikey, what's her name?"
"Estelle Desiree Pritchard."
"Awe, okay, I'll be right over to see her." I say as I hang up the phone. I'm an aunt, Mike's a dad, it's kind of funny actually.
I get to the hospital and I see that Anastasia's parents are there along with Tre. Why does Tre have to be here, I haven't talked to him since that awkward evening. I put on a smile and walk up to my brother and my sister-in-law.
"Hey." Mike says through the moon happily as he holds his new born daughter in his arms.
"She's adorable." I say peering at her tiny face. "And how are you doing?"
"Me, I'm fine, I'm happy." Anastasia says caressing her daughter's forehead with her finger. I back away as the anxious grandparents come around again with the camera and I accidentally back into Tre.
"Sorry." I mumble as I step away.
"Myla, I'm sorry about the other night." Tre says after a few moments of silence. "I was drunk and I didn't know what-"
"Tre, its fine." I reassure him.
"It's not fine if you're not talking to me."
"I'm talking to you now." I say smugly.
"Can we just forget I said anything?" Tre says with pleading eyes.
"Yeah." I say nodding, "After all, if Billie can forget that you said you wanted to have his babies, I guess I can forget your drunken ballad."
"So Mike told you about that?" Tre says a little embarrassed.
"Maybe you should cut down on the sauce." I say poking at him.
"Oh but it's so good."
Almost everyone had left, leaving glasses and empty bottles lying around the house. My feet were killing me, yes my strappy black heels are sexy but they're uncomfortable as hell. So I'm flopped on one couch, Billie and Adie on another and Tre is slouched on the sofa chair on my right. My shoes are on the floor next to my beer bottle. Mike and Brittney had seemed to disappear.
"Tre I'm sleeping over 'cause I don't wanna take a cab." I murmur as I attempt to get up but my head spins so I sit back down. I get up a second time and make my way to the stairs. I find a washroom and lock myself in there so I can wash my face in peace. I left my shoes downstairs; screw it I'll find them tomorrow.
I stumble out of the washroom due to the fact my feet are still hurting and someone catches me and helps me regain my balance.
"I'm drunk too, take advantage of me." Tre's voice says as I push my hair out of my face.
"I'm not that drunk." I protest.
"Oh good, all the better for you to take advantage of me."
"Fine." I say giggling, "Come on victim." I lead him down the hall, trying to remember where his room is. I get aggravated and lead him into one of the guest rooms, slamming the door shut on my way in.
"Here I'll make it easier for you." Tre says evilly as he pulls off his shirt. I lock the door and turn around, "Ohh holding me hostage."
"Mmmhmm." I say as I go up to him and put my hands on the back of his neck pulling his lips onto mine.
I wake up as I catch Tre slipping out of my arms.
"I hate this." I mumble as he realizes I'm awake.
"Me too." He says as he sits on his knees and crouches over to kiss me. I move my hands up his neck and through his hair as our kiss intensifies. He pulls back and I just stare at him. "They're going to be waking up soon." He mumbles as he gets off the bed. I watch him intently as he gets dressed.
"You with clothes on should be a crime." I say making him smirk from ear to ear.
"I know, same with you except for the fact I want you for myself and only myself." He says evilly as he comes over to me and kisses my lips one last time, "Meet you downstairs."
"Getting home kind of late, hmm." Zack says as I enter the apartment. "And to think I kept my party contained in my room, we could've had the kitchen table."
"Oh jeez, love stains where we eat?"
"Oh sweetie, I'm just kidding, he left at like one in the morning and nothing happened. I thought you were getting a lift with Mike."
"I did, it was just that we all got shitfaced so none of us could drive." I murmur.
"So what happened?"
"I slept over at Tre's."
"And?"
"What?"
"You know what!" he accuses, "Did anything happen?"
"I don't like talking to you."
"That bad huh?"
"No! It was great!" I say defending both my and Tre's honor.
"Mike still doesn't know."
"Well I was going to tell him this morning-"
"But."
"I chickened out." I say embarrassed, "You're an only child, you can't understand."
"Puh-leez, I had to tell my parents I was gay, you can't get more awkward than that."
"But you know they had their suspicions."
"Yeah but still, doesn't Mike have his?"
"No actually, I've known Tre for so long that I can sit on his lap and no one would flinch, for fuck's sake I could sit on Billie, Adie or Brittney's lap and no one would flinch, it's just the way it is."
"It sounds wonderful." Zack says in mock awe.
"You're not fantasizing about Billie are you?!"
"Hey, he is bi."
"Bi or not he's with Adie and I don't think she'd appreciate you fantasizing about him."
"Oh but she doesn't mind thousands of teenage girls." He says laughing. "Oh please, I like 'em blond."
"Dude! My brother's blond!"
"Well you know he's not my type."
"Oh sweetie you look gorgeous, now I know I'm not the best critique for straight mans wants, but Tre is literally going to pop when he sees you."
"Awe your sweet." I say laughing.
"Now me?" I walk up to him and brush my hands over his shoulders.
"There, you're pretty."
"Thanks doll." He says as he links arms with mine. "Shall we?"
I drive to Tre's house, Zack fidgeting with the radio, critiquing every note of music coming out of the speakers.
"How much longer till we get there?"
"Oh jeez Zack, you're worse than a child."
"Am not." He whines. "Now how much longer?"
"One minute." I mumble as I turn the corner. I park the car across the street from Tre's house.
"Oh nice place." Zack says excitedly. "Gonna go on a man hunt."
"Oh jeez, don't you dare start singing Hungry Like the Wolf."
"Don't worry, I'm not that much of a dork." He says as we near the door. The music is booming, so we let ourselves in. Tre's parties were always entertaining, three key elements made them so; good music, space to dance and booze. After a couple of minutes of looking out at the people around us, I turn to Zack.
"See anything you like?"
"Yup, a real tall drink of water."
"Alright, good luck." I say patting his back as I make my way to find Mike or someone.
"Sex on the beach?" a familiar voice whispers in my ear.
"Oh so tempting, but I rather not get sand up my crack." I say jokingly as I turn around slowly.
"Very lady-like choice of language."
"Thank you." I say as I look into Tre's eyes.
"I promise there's no sand." He says handing me a drink.
"Thanks." I say as I take a sip, "Is Mike here yet?"
"Yeah."
"Then I'll keep a low profile." I say as I peck his cheek and walk away. Teasing Tre has got to be the funnest thing to do at a party.
I go to mingle with Zack as I try to locate Mike, Britt, Adie or Billie.
"So how's it going with Tre?"
"Fun, right now I'm being the biggest tease in the world."
"Oh scandalous." He says laughing. "Oh shoo now, my eye candy has returned from the bathroom."
"Alright, catch you later." I say as I head out to the balcony where there are less people. At the bottom of the balcony steps I see a familiar head of black hair smoking a cigarette. I put my drink down on the patio table and quietly head down the stairs and pounce him.
"Jesus Christ!" he yells.
"Hey Billie."
"Myla, fuck, you nearly gave me a heart attack!"
"You sure it's me and not the cigs."
"Shut-up, I've been cutting down." He murmurs as he stubs it out. "You're really immature you know."
"Yeah well with influences like you, my brother and Tre what could you expect."
"Rebellion against the immaturity in which you were taught."
"Yeah sure like that would happen." I say rolling my eyes. "So where's everyone?"
"Uhh, follow me." Billie says as he heads up the balcony steps.
We head into a lounging area near the bar; Adie, Mike and Britt are sitting on the couch chatting with drinks in their hands.
"Oh good Myla's here." Britt says standing up, "You'll dance with me, won't you?"
"Yeah sure." I say as she leads me down to where everyone else is dancing. We start dancing to the booming music when Mike reluctantly walks down to us to dance with Britt. Mike is weird sometimes, he'll refuse to go dance with Brittney when she asks, but when she goes without him, he'll just end up joining her. I personally think he has jealousy issues; it's not that bad though. Some guy I've seen around the lighting techs on tour comes up to me and starts dancing. Oh what the hell, I'll dance with him, I might even tease Tre in the process.
This guy obviously had a bit to drink; he's fumbling all over the place. I continue to dance with him none the less, I'll be courteous to at least last the rest of the song. He puts his hand on the small of my back and continues to dance, now this is making me uncomfortable. I look around for Zack so he can bail me out, but no such luck. I only find Tre who's chatting with a group of people. He looks over at me and sees who I'm dancing with. He smirks evilly and goes back to chatting with his people. I pull away from this guy, but he just pulls me in closer again. I panic slightly, but then I see Tre walking up to us.
"Can I cut in?"
"Sure, it's your house." The guy says as he grumbles off. I place my hands loosely on Tre's shoulders and gladly dance with him.
"Thanks." I murmur.
"Couldn't have him feeling up my gal now could I?"
"Yeah, I guess. But why'd you smirk at me and take your sweet ass time?"
"I thought I'd let you suffer first for being such a tease all evening." He smirks evilly.
"I guess I deserved that."
"So how'd you get in such a predicament?"
"It's all Mike and Brittney's fault." I say as Tre places his hands on my hips as we continue to move to the music. "Britt dragged me to the dance floor and then Mike came to dance with her and then that guy came-" I stop when I realize Tre is silently mocking me.
"Okay, I don't want to dance anymore." Tre says letting go of my hips. "I'm gonna get me another drink." I roll my eyes and follow him to the table where he has bottle after bottle of liquor laid out. Tre starts mixing himself a drink, meanwhile I pluck a beer out of the ice bucket and open it. After making his drink, Tre heads to where Billie and Adie are sitting. I attempt to follow but I'm stopped by Zack.
"Myla darling, can I borrow your car?"
"Why?"
"Well I met this real hotty and I want to show him some of my photography . . ."
"You need a way to get back to the apartment with him."
"Yes." He says sheepishly.
"Have you been drinking?"
"Well no, I just had a martini when I got here and that's it."
"Alright." I say as I reach in my pocket and hand him the car keys. "I better not walk in on anything."
"That's why bedrooms have doors." He says as he walks away from me happily.
I walk over to where Tre, Billie and Adie are sitting, joined by Mike and Britt moments later.
"Hey Mike, can you drive me home tonight?"
"Yeah sure, if Britt or I sober up by then." He says laughing. Well I knew I wasn't getting a lift home tonight.
"Myla, I'm a dad!" Mike practically screeches over the phone.
"Congratulations Mikey, what's her name?"
"Estelle Desiree Pritchard."
"Awe, okay, I'll be right over to see her." I say as I hang up the phone. I'm an aunt, Mike's a dad, it's kind of funny actually.
I get to the hospital and I see that Anastasia's parents are there along with Tre. Why does Tre have to be here, I haven't talked to him since that awkward evening. I put on a smile and walk up to my brother and my sister-in-law.
"Hey." Mike says through the moon happily as he holds his new born daughter in his arms.
"She's adorable." I say peering at her tiny face. "And how are you doing?"
"Me, I'm fine, I'm happy." Anastasia says caressing her daughter's forehead with her finger. I back away as the anxious grandparents come around again with the camera and I accidentally back into Tre.
"Sorry." I mumble as I step away.
"Myla, I'm sorry about the other night." Tre says after a few moments of silence. "I was drunk and I didn't know what-"
"Tre, its fine." I reassure him.
"It's not fine if you're not talking to me."
"I'm talking to you now." I say smugly.
"Can we just forget I said anything?" Tre says with pleading eyes.
"Yeah." I say nodding, "After all, if Billie can forget that you said you wanted to have his babies, I guess I can forget your drunken ballad."
"So Mike told you about that?" Tre says a little embarrassed.
"Maybe you should cut down on the sauce." I say poking at him.
"Oh but it's so good."
Almost everyone had left, leaving glasses and empty bottles lying around the house. My feet were killing me, yes my strappy black heels are sexy but they're uncomfortable as hell. So I'm flopped on one couch, Billie and Adie on another and Tre is slouched on the sofa chair on my right. My shoes are on the floor next to my beer bottle. Mike and Brittney had seemed to disappear.
"Tre I'm sleeping over 'cause I don't wanna take a cab." I murmur as I attempt to get up but my head spins so I sit back down. I get up a second time and make my way to the stairs. I find a washroom and lock myself in there so I can wash my face in peace. I left my shoes downstairs; screw it I'll find them tomorrow.
I stumble out of the washroom due to the fact my feet are still hurting and someone catches me and helps me regain my balance.
"I'm drunk too, take advantage of me." Tre's voice says as I push my hair out of my face.
"I'm not that drunk." I protest.
"Oh good, all the better for you to take advantage of me."
"Fine." I say giggling, "Come on victim." I lead him down the hall, trying to remember where his room is. I get aggravated and lead him into one of the guest rooms, slamming the door shut on my way in.
"Here I'll make it easier for you." Tre says evilly as he pulls off his shirt. I lock the door and turn around, "Ohh holding me hostage."
"Mmmhmm." I say as I go up to him and put my hands on the back of his neck pulling his lips onto mine.
I wake up as I catch Tre slipping out of my arms.
"I hate this." I mumble as he realizes I'm awake.
"Me too." He says as he sits on his knees and crouches over to kiss me. I move my hands up his neck and through his hair as our kiss intensifies. He pulls back and I just stare at him. "They're going to be waking up soon." He mumbles as he gets off the bed. I watch him intently as he gets dressed.
"You with clothes on should be a crime." I say making him smirk from ear to ear.
"I know, same with you except for the fact I want you for myself and only myself." He says evilly as he comes over to me and kisses my lips one last time, "Meet you downstairs."
"Getting home kind of late, hmm." Zack says as I enter the apartment. "And to think I kept my party contained in my room, we could've had the kitchen table."
"Oh jeez, love stains where we eat?"
"Oh sweetie, I'm just kidding, he left at like one in the morning and nothing happened. I thought you were getting a lift with Mike."
"I did, it was just that we all got shitfaced so none of us could drive." I murmur.
"So what happened?"
"I slept over at Tre's."
"And?"
"What?"
"You know what!" he accuses, "Did anything happen?"
"I don't like talking to you."
"That bad huh?"
"No! It was great!" I say defending both my and Tre's honor.
"Mike still doesn't know."
"Well I was going to tell him this morning-"
"But."
"I chickened out." I say embarrassed, "You're an only child, you can't understand."
"Puh-leez, I had to tell my parents I was gay, you can't get more awkward than that."
"But you know they had their suspicions."
"Yeah but still, doesn't Mike have his?"
"No actually, I've known Tre for so long that I can sit on his lap and no one would flinch, for fuck's sake I could sit on Billie, Adie or Brittney's lap and no one would flinch, it's just the way it is."
"It sounds wonderful." Zack says in mock awe.
"You're not fantasizing about Billie are you?!"
"Hey, he is bi."
"Bi or not he's with Adie and I don't think she'd appreciate you fantasizing about him."
"Oh but she doesn't mind thousands of teenage girls." He says laughing. "Oh please, I like 'em blond."
"Dude! My brother's blond!"
"Well you know he's not my type."
