I Was Meant To Be With You Three..., chapter 17
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Billie Joe's P.O.V.
I was finally let out of the hospital. I was given some medicine to take and some clean bandages for my wounds. I got a taxi to NY Royalty and practically ran down the hallway to get to my room. Well, not really run cause I'm still quite saw, but I did get there faster than I expected too.
"Honey, I'm home!" I yelled as I flung open the door. I expected to see Tre and Sam sitting on the couch and laughing at my stupid humour, but no laughing came.
"Oh, go away," Tre said, keeping his eyes closed. Sam didn't say anything at all.
"Where's my 'How are you?' or 'How's Mike?'?" I asked them as I put my stuff down on the kitchen bench.
"How are you and how's Mike?" Tre asked me and I smiled.
"Oh, I'm fine and so is Mike. What time did you two go to sleep last night?" I wondered.
"Like, three, four, something like that," Sam mumbled and I leaped onto the bed in between them. They didn't move at all.
"Well, it's time to get up!" I shouted and they both groaned.
"Well, I'm not getting up," Tre said and rolled over, bumping into me. "Can you move? I wanna kiss Sam again."
"Not really. She should be with me anyway," I replied and Tre stared at me in shock.
"Excuse me?" he asked. I raised my eyebrows with an idiotic look on my face.
"Come and get me!" I quickly got off the bed and ran over to the other side of the room. Tre kissed Sam's cheek and then got out and came after me. We annoyed each other for at least half an hour before Tre collapsed onto the couch.
"Right, I'm poofed!" Tre said.
"Poofed?" I questioned. What was poofed in Tre's world?
"Yup. Poofed." I rolled my eyes as I figured that I wasn't going to get a decent reply from him.
"So, how's my sexy babe?" I asked Sam. She didn't reply. "Hello? Sam?" She laid still in her bed, clearly asleep again.
"I'll get her up," Tre said as he got up energetically. He stared at her for a second and then tickled her, right where she was ticklish the most. She started to laugh and practically begged Tre to stop. He obeyed and let Sam calm down a bit.
"Wow, and I didn't believe that you could do it," I said and grinned at Sam who was staring at Tre who was staring back. "So, what's for lunch today?"
"Oh! Pizza!" Tre suggested. "There's a pizza shop across the road and along a bit! What flavour do you want?"
"Vegetarian, you know that," I said.
"Not you, Sam." Tre rolled his eyes at me and I rolled mine at him.
"Get me a meaty one." I glared evilly at Sam.
"Yay! Billie Joe, I need money!" Tre said and came over to me.
"Not with your hair do like that," I said and Tre's eyes suddenly got much bigger. He swore and ran into the bathroom. Sam giggled as she watched Tre fix his hair. He came back out and I handed him enough money to get some pizza for us. He just about ran out the door, over-excited that we were getting pizza. Sam got up and started to rummage through her luggage to find something else to wear. I sat down and turned on the TV.
"Anything good on?" she asked with her head still in her bag. I flicked to another channel.
"Not really," I replied and then turned it off. "Man I'm bored." Sam pulled out a nice-looking top and looked at it for a few seconds, then chucked it back in.
"Me too."
"You should wear that top." That didn't mean to come out. If she chucked it back in, she didn't want to wear it. She stopped and faced me.
"Excuse me?"
"Don't worry." Man I was in the shit. One thing I had learned from Adrienne and a few other ex's were to not mess with their clothes.
"No, seriously, what do you think?" Sam picked up the top again and held it against her.
"I said don't worry." I knew that whatever I would say would be wrong. She biffed the top at me, hitting me on my face. "Gee, thanks. It's so my colour." I held the top up to my chest and she shook her head as she laughed at me. Before I knew it, Tre had bounced back into our room with two pizzas: a large meat lovers pizza and a medium vegetarian pizza.
"Pizza time!" he shouted and sat down next to Sam who had managed to find something else to wear.
"Where's the change?" I wondered.
"There was none," he answered and took a huge bite of pizza.
"Mister Tre Cool, give me my change," I said and Sam tried to stop a smile from spreading across her face.
"I said there wasn't any."
"Tre! My change now! Fifty bucks is more than enough to buy two pizzas!" I exclaimed.
"Oh, fine," Tre said and dug around in his pockets for my change. He actually gave back all of it. After we had finished we decided to go and visit Mike, since Tre and Sam hadn't seen him yet. I wondered how they would react.
I was finally let out of the hospital. I was given some medicine to take and some clean bandages for my wounds. I got a taxi to NY Royalty and practically ran down the hallway to get to my room. Well, not really run cause I'm still quite saw, but I did get there faster than I expected too.
"Honey, I'm home!" I yelled as I flung open the door. I expected to see Tre and Sam sitting on the couch and laughing at my stupid humour, but no laughing came.
"Oh, go away," Tre said, keeping his eyes closed. Sam didn't say anything at all.
"Where's my 'How are you?' or 'How's Mike?'?" I asked them as I put my stuff down on the kitchen bench.
"How are you and how's Mike?" Tre asked me and I smiled.
"Oh, I'm fine and so is Mike. What time did you two go to sleep last night?" I wondered.
"Like, three, four, something like that," Sam mumbled and I leaped onto the bed in between them. They didn't move at all.
"Well, it's time to get up!" I shouted and they both groaned.
"Well, I'm not getting up," Tre said and rolled over, bumping into me. "Can you move? I wanna kiss Sam again."
"Not really. She should be with me anyway," I replied and Tre stared at me in shock.
"Excuse me?" he asked. I raised my eyebrows with an idiotic look on my face.
"Come and get me!" I quickly got off the bed and ran over to the other side of the room. Tre kissed Sam's cheek and then got out and came after me. We annoyed each other for at least half an hour before Tre collapsed onto the couch.
"Right, I'm poofed!" Tre said.
"Poofed?" I questioned. What was poofed in Tre's world?
"Yup. Poofed." I rolled my eyes as I figured that I wasn't going to get a decent reply from him.
"So, how's my sexy babe?" I asked Sam. She didn't reply. "Hello? Sam?" She laid still in her bed, clearly asleep again.
"I'll get her up," Tre said as he got up energetically. He stared at her for a second and then tickled her, right where she was ticklish the most. She started to laugh and practically begged Tre to stop. He obeyed and let Sam calm down a bit.
"Wow, and I didn't believe that you could do it," I said and grinned at Sam who was staring at Tre who was staring back. "So, what's for lunch today?"
"Oh! Pizza!" Tre suggested. "There's a pizza shop across the road and along a bit! What flavour do you want?"
"Vegetarian, you know that," I said.
"Not you, Sam." Tre rolled his eyes at me and I rolled mine at him.
"Get me a meaty one." I glared evilly at Sam.
"Yay! Billie Joe, I need money!" Tre said and came over to me.
"Not with your hair do like that," I said and Tre's eyes suddenly got much bigger. He swore and ran into the bathroom. Sam giggled as she watched Tre fix his hair. He came back out and I handed him enough money to get some pizza for us. He just about ran out the door, over-excited that we were getting pizza. Sam got up and started to rummage through her luggage to find something else to wear. I sat down and turned on the TV.
"Anything good on?" she asked with her head still in her bag. I flicked to another channel.
"Not really," I replied and then turned it off. "Man I'm bored." Sam pulled out a nice-looking top and looked at it for a few seconds, then chucked it back in.
"Me too."
"You should wear that top." That didn't mean to come out. If she chucked it back in, she didn't want to wear it. She stopped and faced me.
"Excuse me?"
"Don't worry." Man I was in the shit. One thing I had learned from Adrienne and a few other ex's were to not mess with their clothes.
"No, seriously, what do you think?" Sam picked up the top again and held it against her.
"I said don't worry." I knew that whatever I would say would be wrong. She biffed the top at me, hitting me on my face. "Gee, thanks. It's so my colour." I held the top up to my chest and she shook her head as she laughed at me. Before I knew it, Tre had bounced back into our room with two pizzas: a large meat lovers pizza and a medium vegetarian pizza.
"Pizza time!" he shouted and sat down next to Sam who had managed to find something else to wear.
"Where's the change?" I wondered.
"There was none," he answered and took a huge bite of pizza.
"Mister Tre Cool, give me my change," I said and Sam tried to stop a smile from spreading across her face.
"I said there wasn't any."
"Tre! My change now! Fifty bucks is more than enough to buy two pizzas!" I exclaimed.
"Oh, fine," Tre said and dug around in his pockets for my change. He actually gave back all of it. After we had finished we decided to go and visit Mike, since Tre and Sam hadn't seen him yet. I wondered how they would react.
