From No Dad, To Rockstar Dad, chapter 10
Two Months Later
March 29, 2008
The press conference came and went. Thankfully. We were the center of the media's attention for a while, but no harm done! Adrienne is still in jail because she violated the custody order, and was sentenced to four years in prison for child and drug abuse. Tre and Stephany haven't been doing so well. Tre thinks everything is great, but Stephany comes to me a lot to "talk" about her relationship. She said her feelings have changed. I felt really bad for Tre; he really loves her. I'm sure she loves him too, but just not in that way anymore.
It was about 2 in the morning and I was sleeping in bed. Billie's arms were tightly around my waist, and I was awakened because of felt someone shaking and scratching. I opened my eyes and reached for the lamp to turn it on. Billie was shivering and scratching himself all over.
"Billie what's wrong, baby?" I asked.
"I don't feel so good. It's freezing in here and I'm like having an allergic reaction to something; my whole body itches," he said slowly. I placed my hand on is forehead. He was burning.
"Oh my god, babe you're burning up," I said, "Let me see you're arms." I grabbed his arms and examined them; there were little bumps all along his arm.
"Okay, take off your shirt. Now." I said.
"Babe, you're very tempting, but I don't think this is the right time for--" he started with an evil smile.
"Oh shut up, that's not why." I said, laughing. He removed his shirt. All along his chest, and back area were covered with bumps. He reached back to scratch but I slapped his hand.
"Stop scratching. You'll scar." I explained.
"I wonder what it is?" he asked.
"Umm, Billie have you ever had the chicken pox?" I asked. He looked at me and his eyes widened.
"No," he said softly. I rolled my eyes, and shook my head.
"Well, I think you do have them." I said.
"What? No way, only kids get them," he said.
"No, actually anyone can get them, no matter what age." I explained.
"That sucks!" he said reaching for his back again to scratch.
"STOP! You're making it worse!" I said. All of a sudden we heard someone crying. "I'll go check. Stay here, and I'll come back with medicine." I demanded. He nodded his head as I walked out of our room. I noticed that the bathroom light was on, so I walked over and saw Jakob hunched over the toilet throwing up.
"Jake, are you okay?" I asked kneeling down next to him.
He looked up at me and shook his head. "My stomach hurts," he said and throwing up again.
"It's okay. Let it all out." I said rubbing his back. "I'll find some medicine. Are you itchy?"
He shook his head again, "No, why?" he asked.
"Because your daddy is. I think he has the chicken pox." I said.
He snorted a little bit. "I had those once, me and Joey did together. It sucked." he said.
I got up and looked in the medicine cabinet. I found Children's Tylenol for Jakob, and some itching cream and Aspirin for Billie.
"You want to sleep with me and daddy tonight?" I asked him. He nodded his head, and got up. He flushed the toilet and rinsed is mouth. "Come on sweetie." I said hugging him.
As we were walking back to our room, Joey stuck his head out of his room. "Why is everyone awake? It's like, two in the morning?" he asked rubbing his eyes.
"Your dad has the chicken pox, and Jakob has a stomach virus." I explained.
"Sucks to be you." Joey said looking at his brother with a smile.
"Shut up, Joey." Jakob began.
"Enough both of you. Joey go back to sleep okay. Come on, Jakob." I said starting off to my room. We walked on and Billie was scratching his face and arms. I walked over to him quickly and slapped his hands.
"Listen, damn it! If you keep scratching, it's going to scar. You don't want all the teenage girls of America to be disappointed do you?" I asked.
"Who cares about them? You'll still love me." he said.
"Not if you look like Scarface." I said with a smile. He pouted and leaned in to kiss me I moved back quickly. "You're sick!" I said.
He rolled his eyes and looked at Jakob, "What's wrong with you buddy?" he said.
"My tummy hurts." Jakob explained crawling into our bed.
"That doesn't mean you have to sleep with us." Billie started.
"Mommy said I could." Jakob said.
"But--" Billie started.
"BILLIE!" I said.
"Okay." Billie said crawling into bed. Jakob grinned at his dad.
"Bill, don't lay down yet. I'm going to get some medication for you." I said.
I filled a top of the Children's Tylenol with medicine, and gave it to Jakob to drink. He swallowed it down, and had a disgusting look on his face.
"Bleh!" he said shaking his head, and lying back down.
"Okay, BJ, sit up." I commanded he did as he was told. And I applied cream all over his body, where he had the rash.
"Okay. Now put your shirt back on. And drink these." I said handing him to aspirin pills. He popped the pills in his mouth, put his shirt back on and leaned in to kiss me. I rolled my eyes and gave in. I pecked his lips softly.
"Mmm, tasty." he said with a smile.
"Shut up, and let's go to bed." I said smiling. He crawled into bed next to Jakob, and I crawled into bed on the other side. I switched off the light.
"Thanks for taking care of me, Mommy." I heard Jakob say.
"Of course sweetie. I love you. Good night." I said wrapping my arm around him.
"Love you, too," he said softly.
"Hey, what about me?!" I heard Billie say.
"You know I love you. Now, shush and go to bed. And you better not scratch or I'll kick you're ass." I said.
"Is that a promise?" he asked.
"Yes. Now sleep." I said closing my eyes.
"I love you baby," he said.
"Love you too." I whispered.
March 29, 2008
The press conference came and went. Thankfully. We were the center of the media's attention for a while, but no harm done! Adrienne is still in jail because she violated the custody order, and was sentenced to four years in prison for child and drug abuse. Tre and Stephany haven't been doing so well. Tre thinks everything is great, but Stephany comes to me a lot to "talk" about her relationship. She said her feelings have changed. I felt really bad for Tre; he really loves her. I'm sure she loves him too, but just not in that way anymore.
It was about 2 in the morning and I was sleeping in bed. Billie's arms were tightly around my waist, and I was awakened because of felt someone shaking and scratching. I opened my eyes and reached for the lamp to turn it on. Billie was shivering and scratching himself all over.
"Billie what's wrong, baby?" I asked.
"I don't feel so good. It's freezing in here and I'm like having an allergic reaction to something; my whole body itches," he said slowly. I placed my hand on is forehead. He was burning.
"Oh my god, babe you're burning up," I said, "Let me see you're arms." I grabbed his arms and examined them; there were little bumps all along his arm.
"Okay, take off your shirt. Now." I said.
"Babe, you're very tempting, but I don't think this is the right time for--" he started with an evil smile.
"Oh shut up, that's not why." I said, laughing. He removed his shirt. All along his chest, and back area were covered with bumps. He reached back to scratch but I slapped his hand.
"Stop scratching. You'll scar." I explained.
"I wonder what it is?" he asked.
"Umm, Billie have you ever had the chicken pox?" I asked. He looked at me and his eyes widened.
"No," he said softly. I rolled my eyes, and shook my head.
"Well, I think you do have them." I said.
"What? No way, only kids get them," he said.
"No, actually anyone can get them, no matter what age." I explained.
"That sucks!" he said reaching for his back again to scratch.
"STOP! You're making it worse!" I said. All of a sudden we heard someone crying. "I'll go check. Stay here, and I'll come back with medicine." I demanded. He nodded his head as I walked out of our room. I noticed that the bathroom light was on, so I walked over and saw Jakob hunched over the toilet throwing up.
"Jake, are you okay?" I asked kneeling down next to him.
He looked up at me and shook his head. "My stomach hurts," he said and throwing up again.
"It's okay. Let it all out." I said rubbing his back. "I'll find some medicine. Are you itchy?"
He shook his head again, "No, why?" he asked.
"Because your daddy is. I think he has the chicken pox." I said.
He snorted a little bit. "I had those once, me and Joey did together. It sucked." he said.
I got up and looked in the medicine cabinet. I found Children's Tylenol for Jakob, and some itching cream and Aspirin for Billie.
"You want to sleep with me and daddy tonight?" I asked him. He nodded his head, and got up. He flushed the toilet and rinsed is mouth. "Come on sweetie." I said hugging him.
As we were walking back to our room, Joey stuck his head out of his room. "Why is everyone awake? It's like, two in the morning?" he asked rubbing his eyes.
"Your dad has the chicken pox, and Jakob has a stomach virus." I explained.
"Sucks to be you." Joey said looking at his brother with a smile.
"Shut up, Joey." Jakob began.
"Enough both of you. Joey go back to sleep okay. Come on, Jakob." I said starting off to my room. We walked on and Billie was scratching his face and arms. I walked over to him quickly and slapped his hands.
"Listen, damn it! If you keep scratching, it's going to scar. You don't want all the teenage girls of America to be disappointed do you?" I asked.
"Who cares about them? You'll still love me." he said.
"Not if you look like Scarface." I said with a smile. He pouted and leaned in to kiss me I moved back quickly. "You're sick!" I said.
He rolled his eyes and looked at Jakob, "What's wrong with you buddy?" he said.
"My tummy hurts." Jakob explained crawling into our bed.
"That doesn't mean you have to sleep with us." Billie started.
"Mommy said I could." Jakob said.
"But--" Billie started.
"BILLIE!" I said.
"Okay." Billie said crawling into bed. Jakob grinned at his dad.
"Bill, don't lay down yet. I'm going to get some medication for you." I said.
I filled a top of the Children's Tylenol with medicine, and gave it to Jakob to drink. He swallowed it down, and had a disgusting look on his face.
"Bleh!" he said shaking his head, and lying back down.
"Okay, BJ, sit up." I commanded he did as he was told. And I applied cream all over his body, where he had the rash.
"Okay. Now put your shirt back on. And drink these." I said handing him to aspirin pills. He popped the pills in his mouth, put his shirt back on and leaned in to kiss me. I rolled my eyes and gave in. I pecked his lips softly.
"Mmm, tasty." he said with a smile.
"Shut up, and let's go to bed." I said smiling. He crawled into bed next to Jakob, and I crawled into bed on the other side. I switched off the light.
"Thanks for taking care of me, Mommy." I heard Jakob say.
"Of course sweetie. I love you. Good night." I said wrapping my arm around him.
"Love you, too," he said softly.
"Hey, what about me?!" I heard Billie say.
"You know I love you. Now, shush and go to bed. And you better not scratch or I'll kick you're ass." I said.
"Is that a promise?" he asked.
"Yes. Now sleep." I said closing my eyes.
"I love you baby," he said.
"Love you too." I whispered.
