The California Cement (Sequel to Mike And I...More Than 2,000 Lightyears Away), chapter 6
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(In part 5, I messed up the time, this is actually the next day. Sorry...)
*Billie's POV*
"Hey," I said.
"Oh, Bill...hi," Adie said back.
"Adie, listen...I got kicked out of the apartment, so I decided to come here. That is, if you'll let me in."
She stared at me in a confusing way.
"Uh....sure, come in..."
I walked in the house. Adie directed me to the living room.
"Where's Joey?" I asked.
"Sleeping," she replied bitterly.
"Well, can I see him then?"
"Yeah...I guess."
We walked upstairs until we found a small room. Adie walked in and took Joey out of the crib. She handed Joey to me apprehensively.
"Billie..."
"Yeah?"
"Um...Billie...I....I don't want Joey anymore."
"WHAT?!"
"Billie..." she said starting to cry.
"Well, Adie! What the fuck?"
"I just don't want him, ok? I just want to leave it at that. Just promise you'll take him, please?"
I nodded.
"Yeah...I will."
*My POV*
I laid on top of Mike while stroaking his silky brown hair as his tangled mine in between his fingers. Stella started to whine. I sat up.
"I WANNA DO IT!" Mike screamed like a 5 year old.
We laughed.
"Well, God....Sorrry...." I said.
Mike exited the room and came back nearly 5 minutes later.
"Back to sleep, I see," I said cupping my ears towards Stella's room.
"Yeah. Like as soon as I started to rub her back, she just smiled and went back to sleep," Mike said proudly.
"Aww...Dad award of the year!" I said.
Mike laughed. His face went a little blank for a second.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"Mike, I know you're thinking about Billie. I'm kind of worried too. I have no idea where he is. I mean, he is one of my closest friends."
"I don't care about him and I won't until he gets over himself."
I got quiet. Mike had taken off his shirt which made me start to think about things. He got back in the bed.
"Mike..."
"What is it babe?"
"Ok, well...I was just thinking about how we haven't....you know...ever since that night back home or if we wanna call it the night Stella was 'made,'" I said using my quote fingers for the use of made.
"Yeah, I was thinking about that too," he said.
"Well, I wanna do it again..." I said awkwardly.
"Well, we can," he said.
"Right now? But what about Stella? What if she cries? It's gonna ruin the whole thing."
"Kia, it doesn't matter. I know for a fact that parents do this when their kids are home all the time."
I laughed.
"I see....we'll then, fine. Let's start."
"Wait. I'll be right back."
"Ugh. Fine."
Mike left and then came back with some kind of small package in between his fingers. A condom.
"Oh...I see.....Excellent idea!"
"Yeah, I know...Ok, let's get started."
"Ok!" I said laughing as he pulled the covers over our heads.
*Kaylee's POV*
I waited for Tré to come back from the gas station. He had extended our date to two days. We went camping in the mountains.
I was hungry and needed food. (Kaylee, hopefully you're not as hungry as Nicky...) Tré's car pulled up. He got out with a few plastic bags.
"Hey! I see you got me some food. Did you get me some cheese?!" I shouted.
"Of course I did Beautiful, you don't deserve to starve!"
"How very...thoughtful of you!" I laughed.
Tré took out some sausages (Yes Kaylee and Jeff I know, Kia wake up.....SAUSAGE!) to roast in our fire we had built. He placed one on each of our sticks we had found. Tré started to look at me in a strange way. He broke the silence.
"Kaylee, you and I need to talk..."
*My POV*
As we finished, Mike still on top of me swayed his head back and forth from my neck to my shoulder. He kissed me from my cheek all the way to my shoulder.
"I love you."
"Yes, I understood that..."
He laughed. He had said it so many times during. I went back to stroaking his hair as he kept on kissing my neck.
*Billie's POV*
Neither Adie or Joey was awake. I decided to write a few more songs. Why? I don't know. We don't even have a fucking drummer anymore. Dispite that, I still decided to write a few songs. I sought a topic. I thought of Kaylee and how much we had loved each other. I thought of Joey and how I could take care of him or where I would take care of him.
I thought of everything that had made my life worse over the last year. I stopped thinking. I am pathetic. I thought of the person I had never loved. To think about this person was like bringing back all of my memories from over the year at one time because she created them. They all started with her. I thought of the title and wrote on top of the paper, '80.'
*Billie's POV*
"Hey," I said.
"Oh, Bill...hi," Adie said back.
"Adie, listen...I got kicked out of the apartment, so I decided to come here. That is, if you'll let me in."
She stared at me in a confusing way.
"Uh....sure, come in..."
I walked in the house. Adie directed me to the living room.
"Where's Joey?" I asked.
"Sleeping," she replied bitterly.
"Well, can I see him then?"
"Yeah...I guess."
We walked upstairs until we found a small room. Adie walked in and took Joey out of the crib. She handed Joey to me apprehensively.
"Billie..."
"Yeah?"
"Um...Billie...I....I don't want Joey anymore."
"WHAT?!"
"Billie..." she said starting to cry.
"Well, Adie! What the fuck?"
"I just don't want him, ok? I just want to leave it at that. Just promise you'll take him, please?"
I nodded.
"Yeah...I will."
*My POV*
I laid on top of Mike while stroaking his silky brown hair as his tangled mine in between his fingers. Stella started to whine. I sat up.
"I WANNA DO IT!" Mike screamed like a 5 year old.
We laughed.
"Well, God....Sorrry...." I said.
Mike exited the room and came back nearly 5 minutes later.
"Back to sleep, I see," I said cupping my ears towards Stella's room.
"Yeah. Like as soon as I started to rub her back, she just smiled and went back to sleep," Mike said proudly.
"Aww...Dad award of the year!" I said.
Mike laughed. His face went a little blank for a second.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing."
"Mike, I know you're thinking about Billie. I'm kind of worried too. I have no idea where he is. I mean, he is one of my closest friends."
"I don't care about him and I won't until he gets over himself."
I got quiet. Mike had taken off his shirt which made me start to think about things. He got back in the bed.
"Mike..."
"What is it babe?"
"Ok, well...I was just thinking about how we haven't....you know...ever since that night back home or if we wanna call it the night Stella was 'made,'" I said using my quote fingers for the use of made.
"Yeah, I was thinking about that too," he said.
"Well, I wanna do it again..." I said awkwardly.
"Well, we can," he said.
"Right now? But what about Stella? What if she cries? It's gonna ruin the whole thing."
"Kia, it doesn't matter. I know for a fact that parents do this when their kids are home all the time."
I laughed.
"I see....we'll then, fine. Let's start."
"Wait. I'll be right back."
"Ugh. Fine."
Mike left and then came back with some kind of small package in between his fingers. A condom.
"Oh...I see.....Excellent idea!"
"Yeah, I know...Ok, let's get started."
"Ok!" I said laughing as he pulled the covers over our heads.
*Kaylee's POV*
I waited for Tré to come back from the gas station. He had extended our date to two days. We went camping in the mountains.
I was hungry and needed food. (Kaylee, hopefully you're not as hungry as Nicky...) Tré's car pulled up. He got out with a few plastic bags.
"Hey! I see you got me some food. Did you get me some cheese?!" I shouted.
"Of course I did Beautiful, you don't deserve to starve!"
"How very...thoughtful of you!" I laughed.
Tré took out some sausages (Yes Kaylee and Jeff I know, Kia wake up.....SAUSAGE!) to roast in our fire we had built. He placed one on each of our sticks we had found. Tré started to look at me in a strange way. He broke the silence.
"Kaylee, you and I need to talk..."
*My POV*
As we finished, Mike still on top of me swayed his head back and forth from my neck to my shoulder. He kissed me from my cheek all the way to my shoulder.
"I love you."
"Yes, I understood that..."
He laughed. He had said it so many times during. I went back to stroaking his hair as he kept on kissing my neck.
*Billie's POV*
Neither Adie or Joey was awake. I decided to write a few more songs. Why? I don't know. We don't even have a fucking drummer anymore. Dispite that, I still decided to write a few songs. I sought a topic. I thought of Kaylee and how much we had loved each other. I thought of Joey and how I could take care of him or where I would take care of him.
I thought of everything that had made my life worse over the last year. I stopped thinking. I am pathetic. I thought of the person I had never loved. To think about this person was like bringing back all of my memories from over the year at one time because she created them. They all started with her. I thought of the title and wrote on top of the paper, '80.'
