When I'm gone just carry on, chapter 9
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Weeks and days passed after they got back home. Billie and Mike were out on tour with the new guy Marc. He missed it, he wanted to be with them and he wanted to hear the fans scream his name from the crowd. But all that was a long time ago and he knew that it was impossible to ever live that up again. He were alone at home, oh well, Zack were in his room, he slept but Kelly weren't home, she were out on lunch with some old friends.
Yeah friends that got her in to be a hooker.. he thought to himself. He didn't like Kelly's friends, most of them were on drugs or were still selling themselves on the streets. He sat on the couch and decided that it was time to wake Zack up, so he could sleep in the night too, well yeah, he was 3, but he needed to sleep for about an hour or something after his lunch or else he would just flip out later.
Just as he got up in his wheelchair he glanced out of the window for a second but stopped. There was someone outside the window staring in at to him. Tré just froze and stared back with big eyes, he knew that face, a face he never would forget. He looked away and the second after, the man was gone. He sat still, thought. Had that man really stood there, or were it just his imagination? But, if he had been there, how long? He got back to the realty when he heard that Zack screamed from his room. He hurried just to get Zack in his lap, telling he fell out of the bed. He putted his arms around him to comfort him.
"It won't hurt anymore soon okay?" he looked at Zack who just nodded and sat close to him. He always did that when he were sad, hurt or sick.
"Where's mommy?" Zack asked and looked up at him.
"She's just out having a great time with her friends. She'll be here later."
"But, why didn't you go? You always do that." He said and sat as close as he possibly could.
"Because, I can't, and I wanted to be with you instead or do you want to be with my mom?" he grinned and Zack just shoked his head. He took him out to the couch and started Zack's favorite film. He got something to eat and then watched it with him.
Kelly's P.O.V.
They both slept when she got home. They were out a little longer than she thought it would be. She smiled at them, they were so cute together and Zack looked just like Tré when Tré were at that age. She walked out to the kitchen and got a glass of water but stopped when she found a note on the table.
'I know what you're doing, I know everything about you and your family, I see you' that was all it said. She got a strange feeling and looked around. It were like somebody's watching her. She didn't like that note, soon it was in the trash and she got back out to Tré and Zack.
"Frank. Baby, wake up." She smiled when he opened his eyes and just looked as confused at always if you woke him up. She decided not to tell him about the note, he had enough as it already was.
"Had a good sleep." She grinned and he just nodded.
"Yeah," He answered and looked into her eyes. She knew that look, too well.
"Nothing happened okay.. I'll go put Zack into bed and we can talk later." She kissed him and took Zack in her arms and putted him in his bed. She got back out to him and sat down beside him. They stayed up for a while, had a glass of wine, watching a movie and cuddling. She always felt happy when he was around, even if they had a fight.
"Frank, I love you," She said looking into his eyes, he just smiled back and told her that he loved her. She smiled and kissed him for a long time and then they finished the movie without a word and then got to bed.
He sat in the bar with Billie, drank his bear and had a great time.
"I need to go to the toilet." Billie said to him and walked away. Tré himself just smiled and looked after him before he glanced all over the room. He just begun to think about something else, about the music he played and other stuff, he had just meet Billie, or about three years ago, they had formed a band with Billie's old school friend Michael, or Mike. He thought about how big they will be in the future, he don't have small dreams.
"Sorry, is this place taken?" he heard someone say and looked at the girl beside him. It wasn't a girl it was a woman, the most beautiful good looking woman he'd ever seen. He just smiled warm at her.
"Sure," Was the only thing he could say. He was nerves, he never got nerves but now he did. The woman next to him had long brown hair, or it was down to her shoulders, and the most beautiful green eyes he'd ever seen. She was short and thin. He looked after Billie, what was taking him so long?
"So, what's your name?" he heard the woman said.
"Frank." He said quickly, sometimes he didn't think. "No I mean.."
"Nice, Frank.. I like that name." She grinned and he's head turned red. He hated it. "Well, my name is Kelly, Kelly Whickam if that interests you." He smiled at her.
"Frank Wright.. The third." He said after a while.
They talked even long after that Billie came back and wonder who the cute girl were, even if he knew.
She followed Tré home, he didn't often take people home after they just meet, but for some reason, he really liked her. By the next morning he kissed her goodbye and looked after her in the window from his apartment. They have been awake the whole night and just talked and had something more to drink, nothing more. He didn't think he'll ever see her again.
Tré's P.O.V.
He woke up next morning and he could feel Kelly's breath against his chest. He looked down at her and smiled a bit and then softly kissed her on her head. He loved her, he truly did. She was still as beautiful as she was the night they meet in that bar. She made his day, along with Zack. They had been sleeping like this for years. He couldn't sleep if he couldn't feel her in he's sleep, the same for her.
"Good morning sunshine," He said tiredly but she just turned around and muttered something. He kissed her neck and lied down on his pillow again and closed his eyes. He just moaned when she kissed his neck, he simply loved it.
Yeah friends that got her in to be a hooker.. he thought to himself. He didn't like Kelly's friends, most of them were on drugs or were still selling themselves on the streets. He sat on the couch and decided that it was time to wake Zack up, so he could sleep in the night too, well yeah, he was 3, but he needed to sleep for about an hour or something after his lunch or else he would just flip out later.
Just as he got up in his wheelchair he glanced out of the window for a second but stopped. There was someone outside the window staring in at to him. Tré just froze and stared back with big eyes, he knew that face, a face he never would forget. He looked away and the second after, the man was gone. He sat still, thought. Had that man really stood there, or were it just his imagination? But, if he had been there, how long? He got back to the realty when he heard that Zack screamed from his room. He hurried just to get Zack in his lap, telling he fell out of the bed. He putted his arms around him to comfort him.
"It won't hurt anymore soon okay?" he looked at Zack who just nodded and sat close to him. He always did that when he were sad, hurt or sick.
"Where's mommy?" Zack asked and looked up at him.
"She's just out having a great time with her friends. She'll be here later."
"But, why didn't you go? You always do that." He said and sat as close as he possibly could.
"Because, I can't, and I wanted to be with you instead or do you want to be with my mom?" he grinned and Zack just shoked his head. He took him out to the couch and started Zack's favorite film. He got something to eat and then watched it with him.
Kelly's P.O.V.
They both slept when she got home. They were out a little longer than she thought it would be. She smiled at them, they were so cute together and Zack looked just like Tré when Tré were at that age. She walked out to the kitchen and got a glass of water but stopped when she found a note on the table.
'I know what you're doing, I know everything about you and your family, I see you' that was all it said. She got a strange feeling and looked around. It were like somebody's watching her. She didn't like that note, soon it was in the trash and she got back out to Tré and Zack.
"Frank. Baby, wake up." She smiled when he opened his eyes and just looked as confused at always if you woke him up. She decided not to tell him about the note, he had enough as it already was.
"Had a good sleep." She grinned and he just nodded.
"Yeah," He answered and looked into her eyes. She knew that look, too well.
"Nothing happened okay.. I'll go put Zack into bed and we can talk later." She kissed him and took Zack in her arms and putted him in his bed. She got back out to him and sat down beside him. They stayed up for a while, had a glass of wine, watching a movie and cuddling. She always felt happy when he was around, even if they had a fight.
"Frank, I love you," She said looking into his eyes, he just smiled back and told her that he loved her. She smiled and kissed him for a long time and then they finished the movie without a word and then got to bed.
He sat in the bar with Billie, drank his bear and had a great time.
"I need to go to the toilet." Billie said to him and walked away. Tré himself just smiled and looked after him before he glanced all over the room. He just begun to think about something else, about the music he played and other stuff, he had just meet Billie, or about three years ago, they had formed a band with Billie's old school friend Michael, or Mike. He thought about how big they will be in the future, he don't have small dreams.
"Sorry, is this place taken?" he heard someone say and looked at the girl beside him. It wasn't a girl it was a woman, the most beautiful good looking woman he'd ever seen. He just smiled warm at her.
"Sure," Was the only thing he could say. He was nerves, he never got nerves but now he did. The woman next to him had long brown hair, or it was down to her shoulders, and the most beautiful green eyes he'd ever seen. She was short and thin. He looked after Billie, what was taking him so long?
"So, what's your name?" he heard the woman said.
"Frank." He said quickly, sometimes he didn't think. "No I mean.."
"Nice, Frank.. I like that name." She grinned and he's head turned red. He hated it. "Well, my name is Kelly, Kelly Whickam if that interests you." He smiled at her.
"Frank Wright.. The third." He said after a while.
They talked even long after that Billie came back and wonder who the cute girl were, even if he knew.
She followed Tré home, he didn't often take people home after they just meet, but for some reason, he really liked her. By the next morning he kissed her goodbye and looked after her in the window from his apartment. They have been awake the whole night and just talked and had something more to drink, nothing more. He didn't think he'll ever see her again.
Tré's P.O.V.
He woke up next morning and he could feel Kelly's breath against his chest. He looked down at her and smiled a bit and then softly kissed her on her head. He loved her, he truly did. She was still as beautiful as she was the night they meet in that bar. She made his day, along with Zack. They had been sleeping like this for years. He couldn't sleep if he couldn't feel her in he's sleep, the same for her.
"Good morning sunshine," He said tiredly but she just turned around and muttered something. He kissed her neck and lied down on his pillow again and closed his eyes. He just moaned when she kissed his neck, he simply loved it.
