Mike's Dirty Little Secret, chapter 3
A few days later
I was still unpacking. Right now it was the middle of the day and my mom was at work. I was talking to Robbie on the phone. Yesterday I saw the boy named Mike through my window again, but this time I saw him jerking off. I don't think he noticed that I saw. Then about three days ago I saw him and his friend Billie Joe playing jamming. Billie Joe was playing a blue guitar and Mike a yellowish bass guitar. They both looked so good, I had to admit. I wish that I could talk to them, I'd love to get to know them, I'd like to even kiss them maybe. But what was I thinking, I didn't even know them.
I was talking to Robbie about him coming up next month.
"I really can't wait," I said.
"Me either, I love spending time with you," Robbie replied. I blushed.
"Thanks Rob, I love spending time with you too," I replied to his comment.
Just the the doorbell rang. "Hold on a sec Rob, there's someone at the door," I said.
"Okay," he replied.
I put the cord phone down, I went to go answer the door. To my surprise it was Billie Joe and Mike. "Oh, yeah," I greeted rather puzzled.
"Hey, we were bored so we thought we'd come and visit my new neighbor," Mike said.
"That okay?" Billie Joe asked.
"Yeah, that's fine," I replied. "I've got nothing better to do. I'm on the phone but I can hang up."
They both nodded.
"Come on it," I said and I ushered them in. They went to go sit on the couch. I went back to the phone.
"Robbie, can I call you back later? Those two guys from next door are here, they want to hang," I asked.
"Sure, talk to you later," he replied.
"Okay, see you," I said.
"Love ya!" he said.
"Love ya too Rob, bye," I said.
"Bye," he replied and I hung up. I walked back into the living room and I sat on the chair and i faced the two boys.
"Who's Robbie?" Mike asked.
"Your boyfriend?" Billie Joe asked.
"No, just an old friend where I used to live," I replied.
"Oh," Billie said looking a bit happier.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I thought.
"Where did you used to live?" Mike asked.
"Washington," I replied.
"Why the sudden move?" Billie Joe asked.
"My mom didn't;t have the money to live there, and with my dad dying the money slowed," I replied.
"Oh, your dad died?" Billie Joe asked. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright, I miss him though," I replied.
"My dad died too," Billie said.
"Really? Oh I'm sorry," I said.
"He dies on lung Cancer when I was 10," Billie said.
"Oh, I'm very sorry, do you need a hug?" I asked.
"Uh, not for that, but sure I'll take a hug," Billie said. I got up and went to go give him a hug.
"Do you want one as well?' I asked Mike.
"Yeah, sure. Why the fuck not?" Mike replied and I gave him a hug.
"So, do you two spend a lot of time together?" I asked.
"Yeah, I live with Billie Joe," Mike replied.
"It's a long story," Billie said.
"Tell me," I replied.
"Well. . . " Mike started.
Mike told me about how his dad was screaming at his mom and then Mike's mom had to move and then Mike went to go live with Billie Joe.
Two of my siblings are away at college so Mike can stay in one of their rooms now.
"Cool, I live alone with my shithead mom," I said.
"Hey, now that ain't nice to say about your own mom," Billie Joe said.
"She hits me and airbuses me. She calls me names," I said. "I have scars."
"Oh. . . I'm sorry," Billie Joe said.
"It's alright," I replied.
"So you're an only child then?" Mike asked.
"I am now, My sister killed herself," I replied.
They looked very shocked.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Mike and Billie said together.
"Yeah, my mom used to hit her too. She couldn't take the put downs, she'd be 18 this August but she killed herself last year," I said.
"That really bites, I'm sorry," Billie said looking very sympathetic.
"It's okay. I'm okay with it now," I said.
We talked for a long time, hanging out, I really warmed up to them and I really liked them. Billie was just so handsome. He has the cutest smile, his teeth were a bit fucked up, but he was cute. Mike too, he had a beautiful blue eyes.
"Shit, it's nearly 6. You guys have to go. My mom will be home soon! She hates it when boys are in the house! She'll beat me to a bloody pulp," I said.
"Oh, alright, can we come by tomorrow or something?" Billie asked.
"Yeah, sure," I said.
They left. I went in my room to practicing my guitar in my room.
When my mom got home she passed with in two hours of being home, she drank her self to pass out.
I was still unpacking. Right now it was the middle of the day and my mom was at work. I was talking to Robbie on the phone. Yesterday I saw the boy named Mike through my window again, but this time I saw him jerking off. I don't think he noticed that I saw. Then about three days ago I saw him and his friend Billie Joe playing jamming. Billie Joe was playing a blue guitar and Mike a yellowish bass guitar. They both looked so good, I had to admit. I wish that I could talk to them, I'd love to get to know them, I'd like to even kiss them maybe. But what was I thinking, I didn't even know them.
I was talking to Robbie about him coming up next month.
"I really can't wait," I said.
"Me either, I love spending time with you," Robbie replied. I blushed.
"Thanks Rob, I love spending time with you too," I replied to his comment.
Just the the doorbell rang. "Hold on a sec Rob, there's someone at the door," I said.
"Okay," he replied.
I put the cord phone down, I went to go answer the door. To my surprise it was Billie Joe and Mike. "Oh, yeah," I greeted rather puzzled.
"Hey, we were bored so we thought we'd come and visit my new neighbor," Mike said.
"That okay?" Billie Joe asked.
"Yeah, that's fine," I replied. "I've got nothing better to do. I'm on the phone but I can hang up."
They both nodded.
"Come on it," I said and I ushered them in. They went to go sit on the couch. I went back to the phone.
"Robbie, can I call you back later? Those two guys from next door are here, they want to hang," I asked.
"Sure, talk to you later," he replied.
"Okay, see you," I said.
"Love ya!" he said.
"Love ya too Rob, bye," I said.
"Bye," he replied and I hung up. I walked back into the living room and I sat on the chair and i faced the two boys.
"Who's Robbie?" Mike asked.
"Your boyfriend?" Billie Joe asked.
"No, just an old friend where I used to live," I replied.
"Oh," Billie said looking a bit happier.
What the fuck is that supposed to mean? I thought.
"Where did you used to live?" Mike asked.
"Washington," I replied.
"Why the sudden move?" Billie Joe asked.
"My mom didn't;t have the money to live there, and with my dad dying the money slowed," I replied.
"Oh, your dad died?" Billie Joe asked. "I'm sorry."
"It's alright, I miss him though," I replied.
"My dad died too," Billie said.
"Really? Oh I'm sorry," I said.
"He dies on lung Cancer when I was 10," Billie said.
"Oh, I'm very sorry, do you need a hug?" I asked.
"Uh, not for that, but sure I'll take a hug," Billie said. I got up and went to go give him a hug.
"Do you want one as well?' I asked Mike.
"Yeah, sure. Why the fuck not?" Mike replied and I gave him a hug.
"So, do you two spend a lot of time together?" I asked.
"Yeah, I live with Billie Joe," Mike replied.
"It's a long story," Billie said.
"Tell me," I replied.
"Well. . . " Mike started.
Mike told me about how his dad was screaming at his mom and then Mike's mom had to move and then Mike went to go live with Billie Joe.
Two of my siblings are away at college so Mike can stay in one of their rooms now.
"Cool, I live alone with my shithead mom," I said.
"Hey, now that ain't nice to say about your own mom," Billie Joe said.
"She hits me and airbuses me. She calls me names," I said. "I have scars."
"Oh. . . I'm sorry," Billie Joe said.
"It's alright," I replied.
"So you're an only child then?" Mike asked.
"I am now, My sister killed herself," I replied.
They looked very shocked.
"Oh, I'm sorry," Mike and Billie said together.
"Yeah, my mom used to hit her too. She couldn't take the put downs, she'd be 18 this August but she killed herself last year," I said.
"That really bites, I'm sorry," Billie said looking very sympathetic.
"It's okay. I'm okay with it now," I said.
We talked for a long time, hanging out, I really warmed up to them and I really liked them. Billie was just so handsome. He has the cutest smile, his teeth were a bit fucked up, but he was cute. Mike too, he had a beautiful blue eyes.
"Shit, it's nearly 6. You guys have to go. My mom will be home soon! She hates it when boys are in the house! She'll beat me to a bloody pulp," I said.
"Oh, alright, can we come by tomorrow or something?" Billie asked.
"Yeah, sure," I said.
They left. I went in my room to practicing my guitar in my room.
When my mom got home she passed with in two hours of being home, she drank her self to pass out.
