Green Day Baby, chapter 2
"Hell no!" I say insulted, "I'd have to sleep with Adeena for that to happen."
"I thought you slept with her, didn't you have the hots for her at one time?" Tre asks as I put the empty bowl on the coffee table.
"Had the hots for her for like a week." I say rolling my eyes, "But I've never even kissed her, no less give her the hot beef injection."
"Alright, just curious," Mike mumbles as he heads off to his room, which he shared with Tre.
"She's still shivering." I mumble as I bounce the kid on my knee. Tre runs off to his room and returns moments later with an ugly wool sweater the colour of vomit. "what the hell is that?" I ask as Tre takes Rosie from me and wraps her in the sweater.
"It's a sweater," he says smirking, "My grandma made it for me."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, but its warm," he says as he looks over Rosie.
"I think I'll get dressed now." I say seeing I'm only in a pair of boxers.
"Bill! We got to go!" Mike yells. I stumble out of my room fully dressed and Tre just stares at me.
"You can't leave me alone with a baby!" Tre says nervously.
"Its fine, just feed her more apple sauce at lunch and I don't know, watch TV all day."
"What if she craps?"
"Change her diaper." Mike laughs.
"Where am I going to get another diaper?" Tre asks curiously.
"Adeena's apartment," I say, pulling on my jacket, "Door's unlocked."
"B-but." Tre stutters, then I remember Tre is scared shitless of Adeena.
"Fine, I'll go get the stuff now." I say leaving my apartment and heading into Adeena's.
Adeena is passed out yet again so I go through the cupboards to find half a bag of diapers. I grab it along with the rest of Rosie's clothes, a baby bottle and the two jars of baby food that were in the fridge. I only wanted to come back here once.
"Here's the stuff." I say dumping the baby items on the coffee table in front of Tre.
"Umm okay," he says nervously as he shifts Rosie in his arms.
"Don't give her any alcohol," Mike warns. "And Bill, we really have to leave."
"Yeah okay." I say following him out the door. We both worked at a diner called Rod's Hickory Pit.
*
Tre didn't call the restaurant, so everything must be alright. I think to myself as I climb the steps of the apartment building alongside Mike. We get to our apartment and open the door.
"Hey guys! Look what I taught Rosie," Tre says excitedly as he scoops the baby off her feet and pats his chest.
"Tay!" she squeals.
"Hear that! She said my name," Tre says as giddy as a school girl, he pats his chest again.
"Tay!"
"Spent all day doing that huh?" I ask laughing.
"Let me try." Mike says taking Rosie from Tre. He pats his chest and says, "Mike." She tilts her head in amusement, "Mike."
"My." She says slapping his face playfully.
"Close enough." Mike says laughing.
"Billie," I say patting my chest, she doesn't respond, "Billie."
"Bwah!" she exclaims laughing. Mike and Tre laugh as well.
"I save your ass and you can't even say my name," I pout as Tre goes into laughing hysterics.
Mike puts her back on the ground and she waddles off to the coffee table and picks up her baby bottle. She drinks the remaining juice.
"Tay! Tay!" she yelps as she waves around the bottle, "Tay!" this was such a big improvement from this morning when she could barely move.
"Tay, you're wanted," Mike teases. Tre goes up to her and snatches the bottle out of her hand and walks into the kitchen.
"The mature side of Tre," I say in mockery as he refills the bottle with juice. She waddles over to him and raises her hands to reach the bottle. He tightens the top of the bottle and hands it to her. She squeals in delight and puts the bottle back to her mouth.
"I thought you slept with her, didn't you have the hots for her at one time?" Tre asks as I put the empty bowl on the coffee table.
"Had the hots for her for like a week." I say rolling my eyes, "But I've never even kissed her, no less give her the hot beef injection."
"Alright, just curious," Mike mumbles as he heads off to his room, which he shared with Tre.
"She's still shivering." I mumble as I bounce the kid on my knee. Tre runs off to his room and returns moments later with an ugly wool sweater the colour of vomit. "what the hell is that?" I ask as Tre takes Rosie from me and wraps her in the sweater.
"It's a sweater," he says smirking, "My grandma made it for me."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah, but its warm," he says as he looks over Rosie.
"I think I'll get dressed now." I say seeing I'm only in a pair of boxers.
"Bill! We got to go!" Mike yells. I stumble out of my room fully dressed and Tre just stares at me.
"You can't leave me alone with a baby!" Tre says nervously.
"Its fine, just feed her more apple sauce at lunch and I don't know, watch TV all day."
"What if she craps?"
"Change her diaper." Mike laughs.
"Where am I going to get another diaper?" Tre asks curiously.
"Adeena's apartment," I say, pulling on my jacket, "Door's unlocked."
"B-but." Tre stutters, then I remember Tre is scared shitless of Adeena.
"Fine, I'll go get the stuff now." I say leaving my apartment and heading into Adeena's.
Adeena is passed out yet again so I go through the cupboards to find half a bag of diapers. I grab it along with the rest of Rosie's clothes, a baby bottle and the two jars of baby food that were in the fridge. I only wanted to come back here once.
"Here's the stuff." I say dumping the baby items on the coffee table in front of Tre.
"Umm okay," he says nervously as he shifts Rosie in his arms.
"Don't give her any alcohol," Mike warns. "And Bill, we really have to leave."
"Yeah okay." I say following him out the door. We both worked at a diner called Rod's Hickory Pit.
*
Tre didn't call the restaurant, so everything must be alright. I think to myself as I climb the steps of the apartment building alongside Mike. We get to our apartment and open the door.
"Hey guys! Look what I taught Rosie," Tre says excitedly as he scoops the baby off her feet and pats his chest.
"Tay!" she squeals.
"Hear that! She said my name," Tre says as giddy as a school girl, he pats his chest again.
"Tay!"
"Spent all day doing that huh?" I ask laughing.
"Let me try." Mike says taking Rosie from Tre. He pats his chest and says, "Mike." She tilts her head in amusement, "Mike."
"My." She says slapping his face playfully.
"Close enough." Mike says laughing.
"Billie," I say patting my chest, she doesn't respond, "Billie."
"Bwah!" she exclaims laughing. Mike and Tre laugh as well.
"I save your ass and you can't even say my name," I pout as Tre goes into laughing hysterics.
Mike puts her back on the ground and she waddles off to the coffee table and picks up her baby bottle. She drinks the remaining juice.
"Tay! Tay!" she yelps as she waves around the bottle, "Tay!" this was such a big improvement from this morning when she could barely move.
"Tay, you're wanted," Mike teases. Tre goes up to her and snatches the bottle out of her hand and walks into the kitchen.
"The mature side of Tre," I say in mockery as he refills the bottle with juice. She waddles over to him and raises her hands to reach the bottle. He tightens the top of the bottle and hands it to her. She squeals in delight and puts the bottle back to her mouth.
