Broken Hearts, Torn up letters, and the Story of a Lonely Girl., chapter 2
We finally got to Billie's house and he opened the gate and we both pulled in. He got out first and then walked over to my car and opened the door for me. I smiled at him and he smiled back.
"Thank you kind sir." I said. He laughed and smiled.
"No problem my good lady." He said. I looked at his house. It was huge. A nice yard, a big driveway, an in-ground pool, and a trampoline in the back yard.
"Wow." I said, still over-looking the house.
"Big, huh?" He asked.
"Hell yes." I said.
"Eh, it's not that amazing." He said, shut my door and we walked inside. There were about four other cars in the driveway.
"Those yours?" I asked, pointing at the cars.
"Two of them are. The guys must be here." He said and then there was a crash inside. "Yup. They're here." He said and I giggled.
We made our way towards the house. We walked up the steps and Billie juts opened the door. The place was a mess. No offence to Billie Joe or anybody but it looked like an elephant came marching through here. Or maybe a heard of elephants. I like elephants. I wish they were pink. Whoa. Okay sorry, back to the story.
"The true work of Tre Cool." Billie muttered. I giggled.
"Looks somewhat like my house." I said. Billie cocked an eyebrow at me and smirked.
"What I mean is my house isn't exactly clean. Why? You thought it was?" I asked.
"Well yea. Aren't girls always clean?" Billie asked. I laughed and just ignored it.
"AAAHHHH AHHH AHHH OH MY GOD!!!!" Someone shrieked from upstairs.
"What?!?!?!" Another voice shouted.
"MIKE!! THE TOILET!!! WHAT'S WRONG WITH IT!! IT ATE THE PLUNGER!!!!" Obviously that was Tre. I laughed and followed Billie upstairs. Billie ran to the bathroom as Mike was running in there himself. I stood on the hallway, watching from the doorway.
"HOLY SHIT TRE!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY TOILET!?!?" Billie shouted.
"I DIDN'T DO IT!! It had toilet paper in it and I just flushed it! And then it started growling at me, so I yelled at it and then it started puking out water so I used the plunger but IT ATE IT!!!" Tre shouted. I giggled, hoping they wouldn't notice me standing there. They didn't.
"Oh my god Tre!!! You don't flush it when there's a wad of toilet paper in there!!" Billie shouted.
"I panicked!!!!" Tre shouted back. Mike was laughing his ass off.
"Well, you didn't have to flush it! You could've asked Mike to fish it out." Billie said. Mike stopped laughing.
"But I had to peeeeee." Tre whined.
"I have three fucking bathrooms!" Billie shouted.
"But I had to peeeeeeeee. Really bad." Tre whined again. I tried not to break out laughing. Billie sighed.
"Take it easy on him. He's stupid." Mike said. Billie looked at Tre and Tre gave him some retarded smile with his eyes closed tight. Billie laughed.
"Hey, who's your friend?" Tre asked, looking me up and down and smiling.
"Pshhh. I'm Amanda." I said before Billie said it.
"Tre." Tre said, stepping over the huge water mess and walking over to me.
"I'm Mike." Mike said.
"Duhhh. I'm like your biggest fan." I said. They laughed. Tre was staring at my ears. He started poking all the earrings.
"Does that hurt?" Tre asked.
"No." He poked another earring.
"What about that one?" He asked.
"None of them hurt Tre." I said but he continued poking.
"He just wants a reason to touch you." Billie said. Mike and me laughed.
"Oh ha ha Billie." Tre said sarcastically. Billie gave him the retarded smile Tre gave to him just before.
"Now what are we going to do?" Mike asked, standing in a super hero type stance.
"I don't know Mr. Super hero." I said. Billie and Tre laughed. Mike smiled and I smiled back.
"LET'S GO SWIMMING!!!" Tre shouted.
"Haven't you had enough water for today?" Billie asked.
"No." Tre said.
"You guys can go. I don't have a bathing suit." I said.
"Who said you need a bathing suit?" Tre asked. I laughed. He smirked at me.
"I'll pass on that offer." I said.
"Come on. I'll do it too." He said.
"No thanks." I said. Mike, Billie, and me laughed. Tre smiled.
"Let's just go downstairs. I'll clean this up later." Billie said. We followed him downstairs as Tre tried to slide down the railing. He got to the bottom and fell off and hit his ass on the floor.
"Ouchies. Mommy, I hurt my bum-bum." Tre said.
"Oh, so I'm mommy now?" I asked, helping him up.
"Yes." He said and gave me the retarded smile.
We hung around the house, watching TV and I told Mike and Tre about my life story as Billie ignored me, since he's already heard the story, and watched Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.
"Wow. That sucks." Mike said.
"Yea, I know. So that's basically why I'm here." I said.
"Yea 'cause Billie boy over there found ya?" Tre asked.
"Yea. Tell you the truth, I was talking to a damn squirrel." I said. I smiled and Mike and Tre laughed.
"It's ok to talk to aminals." Tre said.
"You realized you said animals wrong?" I said.
"Oh yea." Tre said.
"My lip is twitching." I said, poking my lip. Tre laughed.
"Random." Mike said, and turned his attention to the TV.
"So why'd you put so many holes in your pretty face?" Tre asked.
"Because I can and to piss off my parents." I said, playing with my lip ring.
"Oh I see. What else you got besides the stuff I can see?" Tre asked, smirking.
"Hmmm, well aren't you a curious man." I said, smiling.
"Indeed I am. What else?" Tre said.
"Well, I have my belly button pierced and my tongue." Tre cocked and eyebrow, still smirking.
"Can I see?" Tre asked.
"Which one?" I asked. Billie turned his head and looked at us while Mike was in his own little world over there.
"Ummm. Both." Tre said.
"Fine." I said. Billie was looking too. I showed them my belly ring first. Tre started poking at it.
"Shiny." Tre said.
"Excuses." Billie said. Tre stopped and turned to Billie. I pulled down my shirt and sat back.
"Tongue?" Tre asked, turning back towards me.
"Yea." I said and stuck out my tongue.
"Wow." Tre said and went to go poke but I grabbed his hand.
"No poke." I said. He smirked.
We hung around for a while and then Tre decided we should play Candy Land. Big mistake.
"No Tre! The black dot means you skip a turn." Billie said.
"BAHH! I'm confused." Tre said, throwing the car and pouting.
"You're always confused." Mike said.
"Nuh-uh." Tre argued back.
"Yuh-huh. Especially when it comes to pudding." Mike said.
"AHHH NOT THE PUDDING!!! It juggles like jell-o but it's not and what it Jell-o anyway???" Tre asked.
"Whoa. That is confusing." I said.
"SEE?!?! I'm not the only one!" Tre said.
"Cheese grader." I said. The guys stopped and looked at me. "Sorry. Please continue." I said. The guys laughed at me and I smiled.
"Billie! Make food. NOW!" Tre demanded.
"Get it yourself bitch." Billie said, picking up the remote and flicking through the channels again.
"I prefer whore, but besides that, I'm hungry." Tre whined.
"Order something." Mike said.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! I know!!" Tre shouted, got up and ran to the kitchen, tripping on the way.
"Smooth Tre, real smooth." I said. He scrunched his nose and ran again. We heard Tre talking on the phone.
"God damn, there's nothing on." Billie said, putting his head in his hand and resting his elbow on his knee.
"Duh. There never is." Mike said, cleaning up the game.
"I pay for like 500 channels and I never get anything." Billie said.
"Lucky. I have 78 channels." I said. The guys stared at me.
"Seriously?" Mike asked.
"Seriously." I said.
"Poor you." Billie said, going back to flicking through channels. Tre slammed the phone down.
"MY BUTT ITCHES!!!!" He shouted running back in.
"Scratch it and shut up." Mike said. I looked at the clock.
"Bahh, I should be getting home soon." I said. Tre pouted.
"Nonsense. You don't have to leave." Billie said, looking at me.
"Yea I do. I have to go to work in the morning." I said and sighed.
"Awww." Tre said.
"Yes, I know. Sad, isn't it?" I said.
A half hour passed and it turns out Tre ordered pizza. I ate real quick and then I had to go. I gave them all my number and I Walked out to my car. Billie followed. I got in, started up my car and Billie walked over to the window. I rolled it down.
"Thanks for today." I said.
"Anytime." He said and smiled. I smiled back.
"Talk to you later." I said.
"Alright." He opened the gate and I drove off. I was actually happy for once.
I got home, changed into my pyjamas, crawled into bed, and watched TV. I set my alarm and fell asleep to the TV at 9:00.
-Tre's POV-
Amanda left after we ate pizza. How sad. God damn was she hot. But anyway, after she left, we decided to have a little fun.
"Yay! Beeeeer." I said, chugging down another bottle. Yes, this is what I meant by fun. What'd you think I was talking about? Pshhh. Pervs.
"Talk it easy." Mike said who was probably the most sober in this situation.
"Ouch. Don't hit me in the eye!" Billie shouted to no one in particular (holy shit! I'm using big words!).
"Who the fuck are you talking to?" I asked.
"Mr. Penguin." Billie said, barely keeping his eyes open. He was the least sober.
"MIKE! Gimme another." I said, and Mike threw me another beer, which I dropped on the floor.
"Smooth Tre." Mike said.
"I WANT PUDDING!! Where's your pudding?" I asked Billie.
"Blue." Billie slurred, laughing at himself.
"Okay. Mike, translate for me?" I asked.
"Fridge." Mike said. I tried running to the kitchen but dizziness hit me.
"Whoa. Room spinning. Flowers. You're getting married?" I said, putting my hand on the wall to regain balance. When I did, I ran to the fridge, swung open the door, and let it hit the wall. I searched through the fridge.
"Need help?" Mike asked.
"NO! Leave me alone!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT BUTTER!" I shouted and threw the butter across the room. It exploded on the wall.
"What was that?!?" Mike shouted.
"BUTTER!!! What was I looking for??" I asked.
"I don't know." Mike said. I slammed the fridge shut and ran back to the living room.
-two hours later-
"Your faceee." I slurred.
"What?" Mike looked at me with tired eyes.
"Your face." I said.
"Yea." Mike said. It was now 11:00 and I was tired as hell.
"The muffin raped your face." I slurred.
"Shut up woman." Mike slurred back.
"Woman??" I asked.
"Lady." Mike slurred.
"Lady?" I asked.
"Girl?" Mike said, confused now.
"Girl." I slurred.
"What the fuck??" Billie mumbles in his sleep.
"I LOVE YOU!!" I shouted. Mike stared at me and Billie opened his eyes and stared too. I smiled.
"Sure." Billie said and rolled over and fell asleep again.
"Pants." Mike said.
"Pants?"
"Totally." Mike slurred.
"Yes." I said.
About a half hour later or so Mike fell asleep so I was up by myself. I tired watching TV. Amanda, Amanda, Amanda. I couldn't stop thinking about her. Did I like her? I don't know. Tomatoes. Mints. I want mints. I wonder how many mints I can eat at one time. I want some juice. Yea, some juice. Okay, anyway. After that, I just passed out on the couch. Neha!
"Thank you kind sir." I said. He laughed and smiled.
"No problem my good lady." He said. I looked at his house. It was huge. A nice yard, a big driveway, an in-ground pool, and a trampoline in the back yard.
"Wow." I said, still over-looking the house.
"Big, huh?" He asked.
"Hell yes." I said.
"Eh, it's not that amazing." He said, shut my door and we walked inside. There were about four other cars in the driveway.
"Those yours?" I asked, pointing at the cars.
"Two of them are. The guys must be here." He said and then there was a crash inside. "Yup. They're here." He said and I giggled.
We made our way towards the house. We walked up the steps and Billie juts opened the door. The place was a mess. No offence to Billie Joe or anybody but it looked like an elephant came marching through here. Or maybe a heard of elephants. I like elephants. I wish they were pink. Whoa. Okay sorry, back to the story.
"The true work of Tre Cool." Billie muttered. I giggled.
"Looks somewhat like my house." I said. Billie cocked an eyebrow at me and smirked.
"What I mean is my house isn't exactly clean. Why? You thought it was?" I asked.
"Well yea. Aren't girls always clean?" Billie asked. I laughed and just ignored it.
"AAAHHHH AHHH AHHH OH MY GOD!!!!" Someone shrieked from upstairs.
"What?!?!?!" Another voice shouted.
"MIKE!! THE TOILET!!! WHAT'S WRONG WITH IT!! IT ATE THE PLUNGER!!!!" Obviously that was Tre. I laughed and followed Billie upstairs. Billie ran to the bathroom as Mike was running in there himself. I stood on the hallway, watching from the doorway.
"HOLY SHIT TRE!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY TOILET!?!?" Billie shouted.
"I DIDN'T DO IT!! It had toilet paper in it and I just flushed it! And then it started growling at me, so I yelled at it and then it started puking out water so I used the plunger but IT ATE IT!!!" Tre shouted. I giggled, hoping they wouldn't notice me standing there. They didn't.
"Oh my god Tre!!! You don't flush it when there's a wad of toilet paper in there!!" Billie shouted.
"I panicked!!!!" Tre shouted back. Mike was laughing his ass off.
"Well, you didn't have to flush it! You could've asked Mike to fish it out." Billie said. Mike stopped laughing.
"But I had to peeeeee." Tre whined.
"I have three fucking bathrooms!" Billie shouted.
"But I had to peeeeeeeee. Really bad." Tre whined again. I tried not to break out laughing. Billie sighed.
"Take it easy on him. He's stupid." Mike said. Billie looked at Tre and Tre gave him some retarded smile with his eyes closed tight. Billie laughed.
"Hey, who's your friend?" Tre asked, looking me up and down and smiling.
"Pshhh. I'm Amanda." I said before Billie said it.
"Tre." Tre said, stepping over the huge water mess and walking over to me.
"I'm Mike." Mike said.
"Duhhh. I'm like your biggest fan." I said. They laughed. Tre was staring at my ears. He started poking all the earrings.
"Does that hurt?" Tre asked.
"No." He poked another earring.
"What about that one?" He asked.
"None of them hurt Tre." I said but he continued poking.
"He just wants a reason to touch you." Billie said. Mike and me laughed.
"Oh ha ha Billie." Tre said sarcastically. Billie gave him the retarded smile Tre gave to him just before.
"Now what are we going to do?" Mike asked, standing in a super hero type stance.
"I don't know Mr. Super hero." I said. Billie and Tre laughed. Mike smiled and I smiled back.
"LET'S GO SWIMMING!!!" Tre shouted.
"Haven't you had enough water for today?" Billie asked.
"No." Tre said.
"You guys can go. I don't have a bathing suit." I said.
"Who said you need a bathing suit?" Tre asked. I laughed. He smirked at me.
"I'll pass on that offer." I said.
"Come on. I'll do it too." He said.
"No thanks." I said. Mike, Billie, and me laughed. Tre smiled.
"Let's just go downstairs. I'll clean this up later." Billie said. We followed him downstairs as Tre tried to slide down the railing. He got to the bottom and fell off and hit his ass on the floor.
"Ouchies. Mommy, I hurt my bum-bum." Tre said.
"Oh, so I'm mommy now?" I asked, helping him up.
"Yes." He said and gave me the retarded smile.
We hung around the house, watching TV and I told Mike and Tre about my life story as Billie ignored me, since he's already heard the story, and watched Foster's Home for Imaginary Friends.
"Wow. That sucks." Mike said.
"Yea, I know. So that's basically why I'm here." I said.
"Yea 'cause Billie boy over there found ya?" Tre asked.
"Yea. Tell you the truth, I was talking to a damn squirrel." I said. I smiled and Mike and Tre laughed.
"It's ok to talk to aminals." Tre said.
"You realized you said animals wrong?" I said.
"Oh yea." Tre said.
"My lip is twitching." I said, poking my lip. Tre laughed.
"Random." Mike said, and turned his attention to the TV.
"So why'd you put so many holes in your pretty face?" Tre asked.
"Because I can and to piss off my parents." I said, playing with my lip ring.
"Oh I see. What else you got besides the stuff I can see?" Tre asked, smirking.
"Hmmm, well aren't you a curious man." I said, smiling.
"Indeed I am. What else?" Tre said.
"Well, I have my belly button pierced and my tongue." Tre cocked and eyebrow, still smirking.
"Can I see?" Tre asked.
"Which one?" I asked. Billie turned his head and looked at us while Mike was in his own little world over there.
"Ummm. Both." Tre said.
"Fine." I said. Billie was looking too. I showed them my belly ring first. Tre started poking at it.
"Shiny." Tre said.
"Excuses." Billie said. Tre stopped and turned to Billie. I pulled down my shirt and sat back.
"Tongue?" Tre asked, turning back towards me.
"Yea." I said and stuck out my tongue.
"Wow." Tre said and went to go poke but I grabbed his hand.
"No poke." I said. He smirked.
We hung around for a while and then Tre decided we should play Candy Land. Big mistake.
"No Tre! The black dot means you skip a turn." Billie said.
"BAHH! I'm confused." Tre said, throwing the car and pouting.
"You're always confused." Mike said.
"Nuh-uh." Tre argued back.
"Yuh-huh. Especially when it comes to pudding." Mike said.
"AHHH NOT THE PUDDING!!! It juggles like jell-o but it's not and what it Jell-o anyway???" Tre asked.
"Whoa. That is confusing." I said.
"SEE?!?! I'm not the only one!" Tre said.
"Cheese grader." I said. The guys stopped and looked at me. "Sorry. Please continue." I said. The guys laughed at me and I smiled.
"Billie! Make food. NOW!" Tre demanded.
"Get it yourself bitch." Billie said, picking up the remote and flicking through the channels again.
"I prefer whore, but besides that, I'm hungry." Tre whined.
"Order something." Mike said.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! I know!!" Tre shouted, got up and ran to the kitchen, tripping on the way.
"Smooth Tre, real smooth." I said. He scrunched his nose and ran again. We heard Tre talking on the phone.
"God damn, there's nothing on." Billie said, putting his head in his hand and resting his elbow on his knee.
"Duh. There never is." Mike said, cleaning up the game.
"I pay for like 500 channels and I never get anything." Billie said.
"Lucky. I have 78 channels." I said. The guys stared at me.
"Seriously?" Mike asked.
"Seriously." I said.
"Poor you." Billie said, going back to flicking through channels. Tre slammed the phone down.
"MY BUTT ITCHES!!!!" He shouted running back in.
"Scratch it and shut up." Mike said. I looked at the clock.
"Bahh, I should be getting home soon." I said. Tre pouted.
"Nonsense. You don't have to leave." Billie said, looking at me.
"Yea I do. I have to go to work in the morning." I said and sighed.
"Awww." Tre said.
"Yes, I know. Sad, isn't it?" I said.
A half hour passed and it turns out Tre ordered pizza. I ate real quick and then I had to go. I gave them all my number and I Walked out to my car. Billie followed. I got in, started up my car and Billie walked over to the window. I rolled it down.
"Thanks for today." I said.
"Anytime." He said and smiled. I smiled back.
"Talk to you later." I said.
"Alright." He opened the gate and I drove off. I was actually happy for once.
I got home, changed into my pyjamas, crawled into bed, and watched TV. I set my alarm and fell asleep to the TV at 9:00.
-Tre's POV-
Amanda left after we ate pizza. How sad. God damn was she hot. But anyway, after she left, we decided to have a little fun.
"Yay! Beeeeer." I said, chugging down another bottle. Yes, this is what I meant by fun. What'd you think I was talking about? Pshhh. Pervs.
"Talk it easy." Mike said who was probably the most sober in this situation.
"Ouch. Don't hit me in the eye!" Billie shouted to no one in particular (holy shit! I'm using big words!).
"Who the fuck are you talking to?" I asked.
"Mr. Penguin." Billie said, barely keeping his eyes open. He was the least sober.
"MIKE! Gimme another." I said, and Mike threw me another beer, which I dropped on the floor.
"Smooth Tre." Mike said.
"I WANT PUDDING!! Where's your pudding?" I asked Billie.
"Blue." Billie slurred, laughing at himself.
"Okay. Mike, translate for me?" I asked.
"Fridge." Mike said. I tried running to the kitchen but dizziness hit me.
"Whoa. Room spinning. Flowers. You're getting married?" I said, putting my hand on the wall to regain balance. When I did, I ran to the fridge, swung open the door, and let it hit the wall. I searched through the fridge.
"Need help?" Mike asked.
"NO! Leave me alone!! I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S NOT BUTTER!" I shouted and threw the butter across the room. It exploded on the wall.
"What was that?!?" Mike shouted.
"BUTTER!!! What was I looking for??" I asked.
"I don't know." Mike said. I slammed the fridge shut and ran back to the living room.
-two hours later-
"Your faceee." I slurred.
"What?" Mike looked at me with tired eyes.
"Your face." I said.
"Yea." Mike said. It was now 11:00 and I was tired as hell.
"The muffin raped your face." I slurred.
"Shut up woman." Mike slurred back.
"Woman??" I asked.
"Lady." Mike slurred.
"Lady?" I asked.
"Girl?" Mike said, confused now.
"Girl." I slurred.
"What the fuck??" Billie mumbles in his sleep.
"I LOVE YOU!!" I shouted. Mike stared at me and Billie opened his eyes and stared too. I smiled.
"Sure." Billie said and rolled over and fell asleep again.
"Pants." Mike said.
"Pants?"
"Totally." Mike slurred.
"Yes." I said.
About a half hour later or so Mike fell asleep so I was up by myself. I tired watching TV. Amanda, Amanda, Amanda. I couldn't stop thinking about her. Did I like her? I don't know. Tomatoes. Mints. I want mints. I wonder how many mints I can eat at one time. I want some juice. Yea, some juice. Okay, anyway. After that, I just passed out on the couch. Neha!
