Mike's Dirty Little Secret, chapter 22
*Mike's POV*
Destiny left right after Billie had caught us. Believe me, I felt horrible. I felt so bad, I had to talk to Bill. It was nearly 9 and I had hoped he had cooled down. I knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"Mike," I replied.
"Oh, come in I guess," Billie replied.
I walked in and Billie was sitting on his bed, wearing a jacket? Why the hell was he wearing a jacket?
"Bill, I need to talk to you," I said.
"About what?" Billie growled.
"You know what about man, Dessy," I replied.
"What about that slut? She cheated on me. With you. I really thought I could have expected better of you, you know?" Billie asked. "You're my best friend."
That last part cut through me like a knife.
"Billie listen, things got the better of me, we all should have talked this out," I started.
"And what?" Billie asked his head looking down now. "Like you saying, 'Oh, Billie your girlfriend wants to fuck me now, sorry!' Shit like that?" he accused.
"No," I replied. "Listen," I reasoned.
"Listen?" Billie asked. "Listen? How the hell can I listen when my girlfriend just cheated on me with my best fucking friend! EH?" Billie burst.
Billie looked up at me. Tears were now flowing down his face.
"Billie I..." I said.
"Shut up! My best fucking friend, a guy who I thought I could always count on. Someone who always cared! Now he stabs me in the fucking back! Do you know what I've been through this week?" he asked.
"What?" I asked.
"Didn't Destiny tell you about Brad?" Billie asked, I began to shake my head but Billie cut me off with, "Of course she did!"
I stared at him. "Brad took me aside Monday and told me that I better pass this semester, he told me if he didn't then he was going to do...do...do.." Billie trailed off and dissolved.
"What are you talking about?" I asked impatiently.
"I knew you wouldn't care, I knew you wouldn't," Billie said.
"Billie, what the fuck are you talking about? What the hell did Brad do?" I asked.
Billie looked up at me.
"He raped me," Billie said and cried.
I had never seen Billie cry so much before. And I couldn't believe what he had just said.
"What?" I asked.
"Yeah! He fucking raped me!" Billie cried.
I walked over and I sat on the bed. Billie cried for I had no clue how long.
Finally after a bit he calmed down.
"I'm really fucking sorry Billie," I said.
"Then you had to go and fuck my now ex-girlfriend," Billie said. "I probably would have beaten your ass, but, I thought, it's just not worth it anymore. I just give up."
"Oh, Bill," I started. But then I froze, I noticed that Billie was bleeding through his jacket sleeve.
"Holy fuck Bill! You're bleeding!" I squealed and jumped up.
"Oh," Billie looked down to see. He pulled his sleeves up. Cuts, deep cuts ran up and down his lower arms.
"Billie," I whisper. "The hell?"
"If you wouldn't have come in I might have died," Billie said and looked up. "At least, that was my hope."
I stared at him. "What?" I asked. "Billie don't end your life, I love you. You're my best friend!" I said and I began to cry. I ran out of the room to get some bandages and paper towels and I came back and I started to help Billie clean himself up.
"Why the fuck are you doing this?" Billie asked as I started to bandage up his right arm.
"I told you, I love you. You're my best friend," I replied.
"You really have a piss ass way of showing it," Billie replied.
I sighed angrily and I finished bandaging him up.
"Give me what you used to cut with," I ordered.
Billie gave up the kitchen knife he had. I went downstairs, washed it and put it up. Then I walked back upstairs. Billie was on his bed just staring into space.
"Listen, I'm sorry about what happened. Destiny was going to tell you tonight about everything because she felt bad," I said.
"It's okay, you deserve her. You love her. I know you do. You used to tell me all the time," Billie replied.
"I am really sorry Bill, I didn't mean it. Really-" Billie cut me off.
"I know," Billie replied bluntly. "I'm not that upset about that. It's okay. I did love her but, there's nothing I can do. You can have her. It's not what's bugging me, alright?" Billie said.
"Billie. Listen man, you need to tell someone that he did that. Some one, a teacher or the school counsellor. Please do something They'll arrest his ass," I said.
"No, I can't tell anyone. He'll come and get me. As soon as I'm eighteen I'm out of here. You and Tre are coming with me. You hear?" Billie said.
"Yeah man, I got it," I replied.
I walked over and I gave him a hug. He was still crying a bit.
"I don't hate you guys. I did at first but I don't. I'm not happy about it. But I'll get over it. I got bigger things right now," Billie said.
"Yeah," I replied.
Billie and I talked a bit longer, he got ready for bed and he got in. I gave him another hug, and then my lips brushed his cheek and the corner of his lips. I blushed and so did Billie.
"Sorry, night man," I replied and I walked out, I turned off the light and I locked the door so just in case, Brad couldn't walk in.
Destiny left right after Billie had caught us. Believe me, I felt horrible. I felt so bad, I had to talk to Bill. It was nearly 9 and I had hoped he had cooled down. I knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"Mike," I replied.
"Oh, come in I guess," Billie replied.
I walked in and Billie was sitting on his bed, wearing a jacket? Why the hell was he wearing a jacket?
"Bill, I need to talk to you," I said.
"About what?" Billie growled.
"You know what about man, Dessy," I replied.
"What about that slut? She cheated on me. With you. I really thought I could have expected better of you, you know?" Billie asked. "You're my best friend."
That last part cut through me like a knife.
"Billie listen, things got the better of me, we all should have talked this out," I started.
"And what?" Billie asked his head looking down now. "Like you saying, 'Oh, Billie your girlfriend wants to fuck me now, sorry!' Shit like that?" he accused.
"No," I replied. "Listen," I reasoned.
"Listen?" Billie asked. "Listen? How the hell can I listen when my girlfriend just cheated on me with my best fucking friend! EH?" Billie burst.
Billie looked up at me. Tears were now flowing down his face.
"Billie I..." I said.
"Shut up! My best fucking friend, a guy who I thought I could always count on. Someone who always cared! Now he stabs me in the fucking back! Do you know what I've been through this week?" he asked.
"What?" I asked.
"Didn't Destiny tell you about Brad?" Billie asked, I began to shake my head but Billie cut me off with, "Of course she did!"
I stared at him. "Brad took me aside Monday and told me that I better pass this semester, he told me if he didn't then he was going to do...do...do.." Billie trailed off and dissolved.
"What are you talking about?" I asked impatiently.
"I knew you wouldn't care, I knew you wouldn't," Billie said.
"Billie, what the fuck are you talking about? What the hell did Brad do?" I asked.
Billie looked up at me.
"He raped me," Billie said and cried.
I had never seen Billie cry so much before. And I couldn't believe what he had just said.
"What?" I asked.
"Yeah! He fucking raped me!" Billie cried.
I walked over and I sat on the bed. Billie cried for I had no clue how long.
Finally after a bit he calmed down.
"I'm really fucking sorry Billie," I said.
"Then you had to go and fuck my now ex-girlfriend," Billie said. "I probably would have beaten your ass, but, I thought, it's just not worth it anymore. I just give up."
"Oh, Bill," I started. But then I froze, I noticed that Billie was bleeding through his jacket sleeve.
"Holy fuck Bill! You're bleeding!" I squealed and jumped up.
"Oh," Billie looked down to see. He pulled his sleeves up. Cuts, deep cuts ran up and down his lower arms.
"Billie," I whisper. "The hell?"
"If you wouldn't have come in I might have died," Billie said and looked up. "At least, that was my hope."
I stared at him. "What?" I asked. "Billie don't end your life, I love you. You're my best friend!" I said and I began to cry. I ran out of the room to get some bandages and paper towels and I came back and I started to help Billie clean himself up.
"Why the fuck are you doing this?" Billie asked as I started to bandage up his right arm.
"I told you, I love you. You're my best friend," I replied.
"You really have a piss ass way of showing it," Billie replied.
I sighed angrily and I finished bandaging him up.
"Give me what you used to cut with," I ordered.
Billie gave up the kitchen knife he had. I went downstairs, washed it and put it up. Then I walked back upstairs. Billie was on his bed just staring into space.
"Listen, I'm sorry about what happened. Destiny was going to tell you tonight about everything because she felt bad," I said.
"It's okay, you deserve her. You love her. I know you do. You used to tell me all the time," Billie replied.
"I am really sorry Bill, I didn't mean it. Really-" Billie cut me off.
"I know," Billie replied bluntly. "I'm not that upset about that. It's okay. I did love her but, there's nothing I can do. You can have her. It's not what's bugging me, alright?" Billie said.
"Billie. Listen man, you need to tell someone that he did that. Some one, a teacher or the school counsellor. Please do something They'll arrest his ass," I said.
"No, I can't tell anyone. He'll come and get me. As soon as I'm eighteen I'm out of here. You and Tre are coming with me. You hear?" Billie said.
"Yeah man, I got it," I replied.
I walked over and I gave him a hug. He was still crying a bit.
"I don't hate you guys. I did at first but I don't. I'm not happy about it. But I'll get over it. I got bigger things right now," Billie said.
"Yeah," I replied.
Billie and I talked a bit longer, he got ready for bed and he got in. I gave him another hug, and then my lips brushed his cheek and the corner of his lips. I blushed and so did Billie.
"Sorry, night man," I replied and I walked out, I turned off the light and I locked the door so just in case, Brad couldn't walk in.
