Blood, Sex, and Booze, chapter 7
"W-what? Why?" Billie asked desparate.
"Well, I don't know." She whiped the snow off the bench and sat on it. It was still pretty windy. The snow fell on her hair. Billie sat by her. "That was just a huge shock. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I knew you would think of me different, just like right now," he sighed.
Right when he said that, she felt a little bad. "I just wish you would've told me. Now, I feel like you don't trust me."
"I do."
They sat there for a minute, in silence. Their heads were almost comletely white from the snow. "So, you're not gay?" She finally broke the silence.
"No. I'm Bisexual."
"What a relief."
"Why?"
"Just because."
"Oh."
Amy Lee finally looked from the ground up at Billie. "Your hair is a big mess," she laughed.
He ran his fingers through his hair, but his hand got covered in snow instead. Amy bursted into laughtor and almost fell off the bench. "Heh, good one." He forced a laugh. He put his hand in his pocket.
"Sorry, is your hand cold now?"
"It's fine."
Amy thought for a minute. "This is kind of weird."
"What is?"
"Just that I am with you guys. From the internet. It's nice to know I have friends again."
Billie smiled. They sat there in silence for a few more seconds. "Do you just wanna go sleep at my house?" Amy asked.
"Really? I-I mean sure."
They walked to her house to find it completely deserted. "Hmm...I wonder where everyone is?" She unlocked the garage and there were no cars in there. "Oh well," she said. "Now, nobody will bug us."
"Where would they be?"
"I don't know...Maybe my grandma was having problems. They usually sleep at her house when she needs help."
"Oh."
She unlocked the front door and they walked in. "Do you have a dad?" Billie said.
"Yeah, he went to Hawaii with his friends."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
They sat down on her rounded couch. "So, have you ever been with a girl?"
"Sort of. I was with this girl named Elizabeth for about almost two days."
"Oh wow."
"Yeah."
"Is that the only one?"
"Yep. That's why I started liking guys."
"I gotta admit, I was a little nervous when he said you were gay."
"Why?"
"J-just because you're a nice person."
"Oh, well, thank you."
"Yep."
"Maan, I want a beer."
"No problem." Amy Lee got up and grabbed a beers.
"Thanks."
"Welcome."
After that, he wanted another beer, and then another, and then another. Billie got pretty drunk but tried to mantain acting normal. he started feeling extremely horny and was starting to feel turned on by Amy Lee. "You know, you're a real pretty girl. And you're nice too." He gently stroked her cheek.
"Oh, thanks." She smiled like a litle boy just told her that.
He stared at her for a minute. "Give me a kiss," Billie finally blurted out. Before Amy could say anything, he grabbed her face and kissed her. And eventually he got ontop of her. At first it scared Amy Lee because her insident. But it kind of came to her likings.
But in a way, he came to his senses. He was still drunk, but he knew he shouldn't be doing that. He said, still laying ontop of her. "Maybe I should call Tre and Mike."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I'm feeling awkward."
"Well you should. You're pretty wasted."
"Ha.." He stared for a moment, then got off of her. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
They stayed silent for a minute. "Well, that was fun," he patted her knee.
"Ha, you're so drunk."
"How did my breath taste?"
"Very good," she said sarcasticly.
"I liked yours"
"Ooh, that's why you darted your tounge in and out of my mouth.."
"Yeah.."
"I just love how you're so honest right now."
"Me too.."
She twiddled her thumbs for a bit and then Billie once again, broke the silence. "So, wanna have sex?"
"Are you serious?" she laughed.
"Almost."
"Whaat?"
"You're cute, nice, and blah blah blah but Mike and Tre would harass me."
"Oh?"
"Maybe we won't tell them."
"Nah, you'd probably regret it when you're sober."
"True, true."
"Yeah.."
"I'm being pretty forward ain't I?"
"Right now, yeah."
"Well let's go to bed."
"Alright."
They climbed up her stairs to her room. "Do you mind if we just both sleep in my bed? It's pretty big."
"I don't care. Let me sleep." He plopped on her bed, without taking off his shoes or covering himself with a blanket. Amy figured he would be sick in the morning so she got a little trash can juust in case.. She took off his shoes. And that woke him up so he sat up and mumbled "Help me." He had his arms up. Amy rolled her eyes and pulled his shirt off. "My pants too please." He was half asleep so his eyes were closed. Amy sighed. She felt like she was looking after a two-year-old. Shh pulled off his pants and finally laid down and went to sleep.
"Well, I don't know." She whiped the snow off the bench and sat on it. It was still pretty windy. The snow fell on her hair. Billie sat by her. "That was just a huge shock. Why didn't you tell me?"
"Because I knew you would think of me different, just like right now," he sighed.
Right when he said that, she felt a little bad. "I just wish you would've told me. Now, I feel like you don't trust me."
"I do."
They sat there for a minute, in silence. Their heads were almost comletely white from the snow. "So, you're not gay?" She finally broke the silence.
"No. I'm Bisexual."
"What a relief."
"Why?"
"Just because."
"Oh."
Amy Lee finally looked from the ground up at Billie. "Your hair is a big mess," she laughed.
He ran his fingers through his hair, but his hand got covered in snow instead. Amy bursted into laughtor and almost fell off the bench. "Heh, good one." He forced a laugh. He put his hand in his pocket.
"Sorry, is your hand cold now?"
"It's fine."
Amy thought for a minute. "This is kind of weird."
"What is?"
"Just that I am with you guys. From the internet. It's nice to know I have friends again."
Billie smiled. They sat there in silence for a few more seconds. "Do you just wanna go sleep at my house?" Amy asked.
"Really? I-I mean sure."
They walked to her house to find it completely deserted. "Hmm...I wonder where everyone is?" She unlocked the garage and there were no cars in there. "Oh well," she said. "Now, nobody will bug us."
"Where would they be?"
"I don't know...Maybe my grandma was having problems. They usually sleep at her house when she needs help."
"Oh."
She unlocked the front door and they walked in. "Do you have a dad?" Billie said.
"Yeah, he went to Hawaii with his friends."
"Oh."
"Yeah."
They sat down on her rounded couch. "So, have you ever been with a girl?"
"Sort of. I was with this girl named Elizabeth for about almost two days."
"Oh wow."
"Yeah."
"Is that the only one?"
"Yep. That's why I started liking guys."
"I gotta admit, I was a little nervous when he said you were gay."
"Why?"
"J-just because you're a nice person."
"Oh, well, thank you."
"Yep."
"Maan, I want a beer."
"No problem." Amy Lee got up and grabbed a beers.
"Thanks."
"Welcome."
After that, he wanted another beer, and then another, and then another. Billie got pretty drunk but tried to mantain acting normal. he started feeling extremely horny and was starting to feel turned on by Amy Lee. "You know, you're a real pretty girl. And you're nice too." He gently stroked her cheek.
"Oh, thanks." She smiled like a litle boy just told her that.
He stared at her for a minute. "Give me a kiss," Billie finally blurted out. Before Amy could say anything, he grabbed her face and kissed her. And eventually he got ontop of her. At first it scared Amy Lee because her insident. But it kind of came to her likings.
But in a way, he came to his senses. He was still drunk, but he knew he shouldn't be doing that. He said, still laying ontop of her. "Maybe I should call Tre and Mike."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I'm feeling awkward."
"Well you should. You're pretty wasted."
"Ha.." He stared for a moment, then got off of her. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
They stayed silent for a minute. "Well, that was fun," he patted her knee.
"Ha, you're so drunk."
"How did my breath taste?"
"Very good," she said sarcasticly.
"I liked yours"
"Ooh, that's why you darted your tounge in and out of my mouth.."
"Yeah.."
"I just love how you're so honest right now."
"Me too.."
She twiddled her thumbs for a bit and then Billie once again, broke the silence. "So, wanna have sex?"
"Are you serious?" she laughed.
"Almost."
"Whaat?"
"You're cute, nice, and blah blah blah but Mike and Tre would harass me."
"Oh?"
"Maybe we won't tell them."
"Nah, you'd probably regret it when you're sober."
"True, true."
"Yeah.."
"I'm being pretty forward ain't I?"
"Right now, yeah."
"Well let's go to bed."
"Alright."
They climbed up her stairs to her room. "Do you mind if we just both sleep in my bed? It's pretty big."
"I don't care. Let me sleep." He plopped on her bed, without taking off his shoes or covering himself with a blanket. Amy figured he would be sick in the morning so she got a little trash can juust in case.. She took off his shoes. And that woke him up so he sat up and mumbled "Help me." He had his arms up. Amy rolled her eyes and pulled his shirt off. "My pants too please." He was half asleep so his eyes were closed. Amy sighed. She felt like she was looking after a two-year-old. Shh pulled off his pants and finally laid down and went to sleep.
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