Mike's Dirty Little Secret, chapter 23
A Few Weeks Later
*Destiny's POV*
Things have gotten better. Billie has gotten over Mike and I being together. Mike told me privately what had happened to Billie. I was fucking stunned; I couldn't believe anyone would want to do that to poor Billie Joe. He's such a sweet boy. I wanted to murder Brad; I hated him with a passion. Mike asked me yesterday if I wanted to go out and spend some time with him. Of course I agreed. We went out to eat and shit. We had a great time. Then Mike suggested around 4:47 that we go visit Tre.
"Why?" I asked.
"I dunno, we're out this way, why not?" he asked.
"Dunno," I replied.
"Do you not like Tre?" Mike asked.
"Naw, he's cool," I replied. "I just thought it was just supposed to be a 'you and me' kind of day."
"I know, but come on, Tre's so funny. He can make anyone's day even a little better even if it's on top of the world."
"I know. Fine, lets go."
"Sweet!" Mike said.
So, we drove up to Tre's place and we parked in the driveway. Mike and I got out of the car and we went up to the door and Mike knocked. Then Tre came walking down the stairs in a dirty black t-shirt and basketball shorts. He looked good, but then I looked at Mike and he was just so much better looking.
"HEY!" Tre greeted happily and then opened the door. "Welcome! Welcome! What brings you here?" Tre asked, welcoming us into his house.
"Nothing man, just out with my lady here and we decided to come and see you," Mike replied putting an arm around my shoulders. I smiled.
"Oh well, that's cool," Tre replied.
"Yep," Mike replied.
"What do you guys want to do?" Tre asked.
"Just hang out, you know?" Mike asked.
"Sure, come up to my room and we can talk or something," Tre replied and Mike and I followed him to his room.
Tre sat on his bed and Mike and I pulled up a chair. Well, Mike sat in Tre's desk chair and I sat on Mike's lap. He held me so closely. He was holding me all the way around at my midriff. I turned my head and I kissed him passionately.
"Hey now, no need for that gross shit in here," Tre warned. All three of us laughed.
"Oh, Tre, you know you'd like to watch," Mike teased.
"Yeah, you know it. Only to see Destiny naked," Tre replied and winked at me.
"Hey now," Mike warned. "She's my girlfriend." We laughed.
We didn't do much when we were at Tre's. We just hung out but then it started getting late and Mike and I decided to head home. It took us damn near 45 minutes to get home. Mike and I decided to sneak up to his room and have a bit of fun but as Mike and I were walking up to the door we heard Billie and his step-dad Brad yelling. Mike opened the door quietly and cracked so we could hear.
"Billie Joe! Shut the fuck up!" Brad yelled.
"I didn't do anything!" Billie argued.
"I saw you kissing that boy! I WILL NOT tolerate FAGS in my house!" Brad yelled.
"I'm not a fucking fag! I'm bisexual! Why are you doing this?" he begged.
"Because it's disgusting to be a fag!" Brad replied.
"Then why do you fucking touch me?" Billie asked his voice becoming suddenly smaller.
"Because, little nancy-boys like you need be taught a fucking lesson," Brad whispered. Billie sounded like he was beginning to cry. "That right, little pussy. Cry, go tell your mommy. See if she'll listen." Brad teased.
Then Mike and I heard Brad walk upstairs. When we heard the door close Mike and I walked in and Billie was crumpled up on the couch crying. I went over and I gave him a hug.
Billie calmed down and told how Brad was harassing him about kissing a guy he liked named Travis. And Billie's dad saw him and Travis kissing after football practice. He was suitably pissed and Billie Joe was sacred shitless.
"Oh my God, Billie," I whispered. "Did he hurt you? Did he touch you or do anything bad to you?" I asked, worried.
"No, well, he hit me a few times and shit but otherwise he just yelled at me," Billie replied.
"Oh, geez," I said and I hugged and held Billie. Mike and I stayed there for the longest time with him. Finally I headed home at nearly nine and went to bed. I couldn't stop worrying about Billie Joe.
*Destiny's POV*
Things have gotten better. Billie has gotten over Mike and I being together. Mike told me privately what had happened to Billie. I was fucking stunned; I couldn't believe anyone would want to do that to poor Billie Joe. He's such a sweet boy. I wanted to murder Brad; I hated him with a passion. Mike asked me yesterday if I wanted to go out and spend some time with him. Of course I agreed. We went out to eat and shit. We had a great time. Then Mike suggested around 4:47 that we go visit Tre.
"Why?" I asked.
"I dunno, we're out this way, why not?" he asked.
"Dunno," I replied.
"Do you not like Tre?" Mike asked.
"Naw, he's cool," I replied. "I just thought it was just supposed to be a 'you and me' kind of day."
"I know, but come on, Tre's so funny. He can make anyone's day even a little better even if it's on top of the world."
"I know. Fine, lets go."
"Sweet!" Mike said.
So, we drove up to Tre's place and we parked in the driveway. Mike and I got out of the car and we went up to the door and Mike knocked. Then Tre came walking down the stairs in a dirty black t-shirt and basketball shorts. He looked good, but then I looked at Mike and he was just so much better looking.
"HEY!" Tre greeted happily and then opened the door. "Welcome! Welcome! What brings you here?" Tre asked, welcoming us into his house.
"Nothing man, just out with my lady here and we decided to come and see you," Mike replied putting an arm around my shoulders. I smiled.
"Oh well, that's cool," Tre replied.
"Yep," Mike replied.
"What do you guys want to do?" Tre asked.
"Just hang out, you know?" Mike asked.
"Sure, come up to my room and we can talk or something," Tre replied and Mike and I followed him to his room.
Tre sat on his bed and Mike and I pulled up a chair. Well, Mike sat in Tre's desk chair and I sat on Mike's lap. He held me so closely. He was holding me all the way around at my midriff. I turned my head and I kissed him passionately.
"Hey now, no need for that gross shit in here," Tre warned. All three of us laughed.
"Oh, Tre, you know you'd like to watch," Mike teased.
"Yeah, you know it. Only to see Destiny naked," Tre replied and winked at me.
"Hey now," Mike warned. "She's my girlfriend." We laughed.
We didn't do much when we were at Tre's. We just hung out but then it started getting late and Mike and I decided to head home. It took us damn near 45 minutes to get home. Mike and I decided to sneak up to his room and have a bit of fun but as Mike and I were walking up to the door we heard Billie and his step-dad Brad yelling. Mike opened the door quietly and cracked so we could hear.
"Billie Joe! Shut the fuck up!" Brad yelled.
"I didn't do anything!" Billie argued.
"I saw you kissing that boy! I WILL NOT tolerate FAGS in my house!" Brad yelled.
"I'm not a fucking fag! I'm bisexual! Why are you doing this?" he begged.
"Because it's disgusting to be a fag!" Brad replied.
"Then why do you fucking touch me?" Billie asked his voice becoming suddenly smaller.
"Because, little nancy-boys like you need be taught a fucking lesson," Brad whispered. Billie sounded like he was beginning to cry. "That right, little pussy. Cry, go tell your mommy. See if she'll listen." Brad teased.
Then Mike and I heard Brad walk upstairs. When we heard the door close Mike and I walked in and Billie was crumpled up on the couch crying. I went over and I gave him a hug.
Billie calmed down and told how Brad was harassing him about kissing a guy he liked named Travis. And Billie's dad saw him and Travis kissing after football practice. He was suitably pissed and Billie Joe was sacred shitless.
"Oh my God, Billie," I whispered. "Did he hurt you? Did he touch you or do anything bad to you?" I asked, worried.
"No, well, he hit me a few times and shit but otherwise he just yelled at me," Billie replied.
"Oh, geez," I said and I hugged and held Billie. Mike and I stayed there for the longest time with him. Finally I headed home at nearly nine and went to bed. I couldn't stop worrying about Billie Joe.
