This is all I wanted, PLUS more. (sequel to Life As Michelle Armstrong), chapter 2
Michelle's P.O.V
I can't believe he did that to me!
"Honey please don't go." My mom said.
"I have too." I said. I slammed the door and got in my car. I drove to Tre's house.
*Tre's House.*
Tre's P.O.V
I can't believe he did that! That's not something Billie would do. I wonder how he's taking the news.
*Armstrong House.*
Adie's P.O.V
"She's pregnant Adie. I pushed a pregnant girl. WHO'S MY DAUGHTER. I told her she couldn't see Tre anymore. I pushed her! I fucking pushed her." Billie said, crying into his hands.
"It's okay honey, we'll talk this out. Look, she probaly went to Tre's place, we'll call them, and talk this over. Okay?" I said, patting his back.
"But, but, but she probally never wants to talk to me again! I know I wouldn't. I could've killed her baby." He said.
"Billie. You have never once, hit our children." I said.
"But, SHE'S PREGNANT." He said.
"I'll go call Tre." I said. I went down to the phone. And dialed. Tre's number.
Tre- Hello?
Me- Tre?
Tre- Yes, hello Adie. What the fuck did Billie push Michelle?
Me- I don't know, I wasn't there when it happened.
Tre- All I know. Is that the only the that Michelle is saying to me is "that fucker could've killed my baby. I never want to talk to him again."
Me- Well Billie can't stop crying. He says it's his fault and that Michelle will never talk to him again.
Tre- Well, how about this, you bring Billie over, and I'll say it's only you coming over.
Me- Okay, I'll be over, in a few.
*Tre's house.*
Tre's P.O.V
"Michelle, baby, your mom is going to come over, okay?" I said.
"No dad?" She asked.
"No dad." I said. She smiled. About 10 minutes later, they arrived. As soon as Billie walked through the door, she screamed.
"I THOUGHT YOU SAID NO DAD?" She said clinging onto me.
"I thought you said she wanted to see me, Adie?" Billie said. His eyeliner was all messed up.
"I never want to see you again. You could've killed my baby. Your a sorry fucker. I wish Mike was my dad. He wouldn't have hit me." Michelle said. Those words hit Billie like a bullet. I could see the tears coming out of his eyes.
"Michelle. Now you are being a bit too mean." Adie said.
"MOM! He pushed me." I said.
"Well Tre and I are going to go in the kitchen. You two better work this out, 'cause you're not moving until you do." Adie said.
Michelle's P.O.V
He sat on the couch across from me. "Well. This isn't getting us anywhere." He said.
"Exactly. But I rather sit here all night than talk to you." I said.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean too. My anger got the best of me. I'm really sorry. But does that really give you the right to wish that Mike was your dad?" He asked.
"No. But he wouldn't have hit me. Or called me a bitch. Or told me that me and Tre couldn't go out anymore!" I said. He got up and sat next to me.
"I'm sorry. But you have no idea, how much it hurt to have you, my daughter, say that you wish Mike was your dad. I love you so much Michelle. I couldn't ask for a better daughter. Except for when we get into fights." He said.
"Your a good dad. But you pushed me." I said.
"I'M SORRY." He said. He put his arms around me. He was crying. That made me cry. I put my arm around him and we cryed. I felt bad. I didn't mean to say that I wish Mike was my dad.
"AWWWWWWWWWWWWW. SUCH A HAPPY ENDING." Tre yelled. Mine and his T-shirt were wet from crying.
I can't believe he did that to me!
"Honey please don't go." My mom said.
"I have too." I said. I slammed the door and got in my car. I drove to Tre's house.
*Tre's House.*
Tre's P.O.V
I can't believe he did that! That's not something Billie would do. I wonder how he's taking the news.
*Armstrong House.*
Adie's P.O.V
"She's pregnant Adie. I pushed a pregnant girl. WHO'S MY DAUGHTER. I told her she couldn't see Tre anymore. I pushed her! I fucking pushed her." Billie said, crying into his hands.
"It's okay honey, we'll talk this out. Look, she probaly went to Tre's place, we'll call them, and talk this over. Okay?" I said, patting his back.
"But, but, but she probally never wants to talk to me again! I know I wouldn't. I could've killed her baby." He said.
"Billie. You have never once, hit our children." I said.
"But, SHE'S PREGNANT." He said.
"I'll go call Tre." I said. I went down to the phone. And dialed. Tre's number.
Tre- Hello?
Me- Tre?
Tre- Yes, hello Adie. What the fuck did Billie push Michelle?
Me- I don't know, I wasn't there when it happened.
Tre- All I know. Is that the only the that Michelle is saying to me is "that fucker could've killed my baby. I never want to talk to him again."
Me- Well Billie can't stop crying. He says it's his fault and that Michelle will never talk to him again.
Tre- Well, how about this, you bring Billie over, and I'll say it's only you coming over.
Me- Okay, I'll be over, in a few.
*Tre's house.*
Tre's P.O.V
"Michelle, baby, your mom is going to come over, okay?" I said.
"No dad?" She asked.
"No dad." I said. She smiled. About 10 minutes later, they arrived. As soon as Billie walked through the door, she screamed.
"I THOUGHT YOU SAID NO DAD?" She said clinging onto me.
"I thought you said she wanted to see me, Adie?" Billie said. His eyeliner was all messed up.
"I never want to see you again. You could've killed my baby. Your a sorry fucker. I wish Mike was my dad. He wouldn't have hit me." Michelle said. Those words hit Billie like a bullet. I could see the tears coming out of his eyes.
"Michelle. Now you are being a bit too mean." Adie said.
"MOM! He pushed me." I said.
"Well Tre and I are going to go in the kitchen. You two better work this out, 'cause you're not moving until you do." Adie said.
Michelle's P.O.V
He sat on the couch across from me. "Well. This isn't getting us anywhere." He said.
"Exactly. But I rather sit here all night than talk to you." I said.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean too. My anger got the best of me. I'm really sorry. But does that really give you the right to wish that Mike was your dad?" He asked.
"No. But he wouldn't have hit me. Or called me a bitch. Or told me that me and Tre couldn't go out anymore!" I said. He got up and sat next to me.
"I'm sorry. But you have no idea, how much it hurt to have you, my daughter, say that you wish Mike was your dad. I love you so much Michelle. I couldn't ask for a better daughter. Except for when we get into fights." He said.
"Your a good dad. But you pushed me." I said.
"I'M SORRY." He said. He put his arms around me. He was crying. That made me cry. I put my arm around him and we cryed. I felt bad. I didn't mean to say that I wish Mike was my dad.
"AWWWWWWWWWWWWW. SUCH A HAPPY ENDING." Tre yelled. Mine and his T-shirt were wet from crying.
