Welcome To My Life, chapter 10
I walked over to the lunch table and sat down next to Mike and Tre.
"So, why did Billie drop out again?" I asked.
"For the band," Said Mike.
"Oh."
"What's wrong, Kenny?" Asked Tre.
"Oh, nothing, it's just...never mind, I don't wanna talk about it."
"Well, when ya do, we're here for ya."
"Thanks guys."
I was just finishing eating when someone came up behind me.
"Where's your pothead boyfriend?"
I turned around quickly. My fists clenched.
"What do you want Carly?"
She acted as if I hadn't said anything and continued.
"Oh, that's right, now I remember, he dropped out." She laughed. "Why don't you drop out too? Then, I won't have to look at your fucked up face."
"Is that seriously the best insult you can come up with?"
I noticed the five girls standing behind her. One of them glared at me.
"Fuck off," I said to Carly and walked away.
***
"Hey, Ken, where are the guys?" asked Billie when I got home.
"Uh, I think they said something about going to buy new drumsticks, or something."
"Well, that means we have the house to ourselves..."
He grinned mischievously.
"Horny bastard," I said laughing.
He pulled me up to his room and closed and locked the door. "Just in case the guys come back." Then he pushed me onto his bed and started to kiss me passionately. I ran my hands through his hair. He got on top of me and started to pull my shirt off. With that task accomplished, he yanked off his own shirt and went onto my pants. He started to kiss my neck.
**Billie's POV**
I continued to kiss her neck as I slowly slipped off her underwear and bra. I started to kiss her all over. She moaned. I slid back up to her face and started to kiss her lips. I slid my tongue into the back of her mouth. I rubbed my hands all over her body.
***
When we were finished, she lay on top of me, and we were both breathing hard.
"Billie, that was amazing!"
"Well, I was damn horny...my sexual desires needed to be fulfilled."
She giggled. "Uh, Billie, I think I'm gonna go talk to Pete."
"Okay babe, do what you gotta do."
"Thanks. I'll be back in a while." She kissed me then got dressed and headed out the door.
**Kendra's POV**
I looked at the address Pete had written down for me. Then I looked at my surroundings. I was close. I heard footsteps behind me. I stopped to listen. Nothing. I started walking again, thinking it was my imagination. But it wasn't. I heard footsteps again, right behind me. I spun around. A figure came out of the shadows. Something glinted in the moonlight. It was a knife. Then I saw their face. "G-g-Greg?" I said in a terrified whisper.
He grinned evilly. I turned and started to run. But he was too quick. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back to him.
I was too shocked and frightened to scream for help.
"You disobeyed me, girl," He hissed. "I told you if you ever told anyone what I did to you, I would kill you." I was shaking by now. I could smell the vodka on his breath. "I'm a man of my word, and I've come to finish the job."
I had tears running down my face. "Please...please don't kill me," I whispered through the tears.
"I don't go back on my word." With that, he shoved me into an alleyway near one of the houses. I scrambled to my feet, looking for a way out. He shoved me to the ground. Then he started kicking me. He kicked me in the side repeatedly, the he started to kick my head. I tried to crawl away, but I failed every time. I started to see my life flash before my eyes. This was it. This was the end, I was going to die. I gasped for breath, and coughed up some blood. He laughed.
"Hurt yet?" He kicked my head again. Again. I started to feel dizzy and weak. Then he started to beat with a wooden board. I couldn't move. I didn't want to die, not anymore. I tried to scream for help, but only managed a weak yell. I started to sob.
I was badly bruised by now, with cuts and gashes. It was a wonder I was even still conscious. He slammed the board down on my back. Pain ripped through my body. I collapsed to the ground and coughed up more blood. I saw blackness starting to creep in. My tears mixed with blood as I cried. I felt a blow to my stomach. This time I coughed up even more blood than before and stopped fighting. I knew only a miracle could help me live now. I thought of Billie, Mike, Tre and Pete. I realized that I would never get a chance to tell Pete that I was sorry for what I said, and that I forgave him. I would never get the chance to tell him that it wasn't his fault. I felt more tears running down my face as I kept coughing up blood and starting to lose consciousness. He brought the wooden board down on me once more before I completely blacked out.
"So, why did Billie drop out again?" I asked.
"For the band," Said Mike.
"Oh."
"What's wrong, Kenny?" Asked Tre.
"Oh, nothing, it's just...never mind, I don't wanna talk about it."
"Well, when ya do, we're here for ya."
"Thanks guys."
I was just finishing eating when someone came up behind me.
"Where's your pothead boyfriend?"
I turned around quickly. My fists clenched.
"What do you want Carly?"
She acted as if I hadn't said anything and continued.
"Oh, that's right, now I remember, he dropped out." She laughed. "Why don't you drop out too? Then, I won't have to look at your fucked up face."
"Is that seriously the best insult you can come up with?"
I noticed the five girls standing behind her. One of them glared at me.
"Fuck off," I said to Carly and walked away.
***
"Hey, Ken, where are the guys?" asked Billie when I got home.
"Uh, I think they said something about going to buy new drumsticks, or something."
"Well, that means we have the house to ourselves..."
He grinned mischievously.
"Horny bastard," I said laughing.
He pulled me up to his room and closed and locked the door. "Just in case the guys come back." Then he pushed me onto his bed and started to kiss me passionately. I ran my hands through his hair. He got on top of me and started to pull my shirt off. With that task accomplished, he yanked off his own shirt and went onto my pants. He started to kiss my neck.
**Billie's POV**
I continued to kiss her neck as I slowly slipped off her underwear and bra. I started to kiss her all over. She moaned. I slid back up to her face and started to kiss her lips. I slid my tongue into the back of her mouth. I rubbed my hands all over her body.
***
When we were finished, she lay on top of me, and we were both breathing hard.
"Billie, that was amazing!"
"Well, I was damn horny...my sexual desires needed to be fulfilled."
She giggled. "Uh, Billie, I think I'm gonna go talk to Pete."
"Okay babe, do what you gotta do."
"Thanks. I'll be back in a while." She kissed me then got dressed and headed out the door.
**Kendra's POV**
I looked at the address Pete had written down for me. Then I looked at my surroundings. I was close. I heard footsteps behind me. I stopped to listen. Nothing. I started walking again, thinking it was my imagination. But it wasn't. I heard footsteps again, right behind me. I spun around. A figure came out of the shadows. Something glinted in the moonlight. It was a knife. Then I saw their face. "G-g-Greg?" I said in a terrified whisper.
He grinned evilly. I turned and started to run. But he was too quick. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me back to him.
I was too shocked and frightened to scream for help.
"You disobeyed me, girl," He hissed. "I told you if you ever told anyone what I did to you, I would kill you." I was shaking by now. I could smell the vodka on his breath. "I'm a man of my word, and I've come to finish the job."
I had tears running down my face. "Please...please don't kill me," I whispered through the tears.
"I don't go back on my word." With that, he shoved me into an alleyway near one of the houses. I scrambled to my feet, looking for a way out. He shoved me to the ground. Then he started kicking me. He kicked me in the side repeatedly, the he started to kick my head. I tried to crawl away, but I failed every time. I started to see my life flash before my eyes. This was it. This was the end, I was going to die. I gasped for breath, and coughed up some blood. He laughed.
"Hurt yet?" He kicked my head again. Again. I started to feel dizzy and weak. Then he started to beat with a wooden board. I couldn't move. I didn't want to die, not anymore. I tried to scream for help, but only managed a weak yell. I started to sob.
I was badly bruised by now, with cuts and gashes. It was a wonder I was even still conscious. He slammed the board down on my back. Pain ripped through my body. I collapsed to the ground and coughed up more blood. I saw blackness starting to creep in. My tears mixed with blood as I cried. I felt a blow to my stomach. This time I coughed up even more blood than before and stopped fighting. I knew only a miracle could help me live now. I thought of Billie, Mike, Tre and Pete. I realized that I would never get a chance to tell Pete that I was sorry for what I said, and that I forgave him. I would never get the chance to tell him that it wasn't his fault. I felt more tears running down my face as I kept coughing up blood and starting to lose consciousness. He brought the wooden board down on me once more before I completely blacked out.
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