Love Me Long, chapter 4

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* Jacie's p.o.v.*

This sucks. He hates me now, and I didn't do anything. I mean, I apologized, and I think he needs to get over himself and forgive me. It's not like I killed somebody. I just made a mistake. don't we all do that at some point in our life? I can't even believe him. I said I was sorry, and I meant it. But nooooo, this has to be all about him. Heaven forbid he think about Jacie! It's always Billie Joe, Billie Joe, Billie Joe. It's never the other person, noo, always him, him, him. Well you know what, if he wants to give this up, good for him. I have plenty of offers. I don't need him contaminating my flesh.
Well, I need to calm down. He really is a good looking guy, and he wouldn't contaminate my flesh, but he's such an ass. I think he wants that stupid bitch Adie to come back to him, so he can be miserable. If he was with me, I could make him happy, but he hates me because of one little booboo. I don't get it, I didn't do anything bad to him. I just made a false accusation. People make mistakes. Hello, duh.

*Adie's p.o.v.*

So I went pick up the boys, and Billie decided to try and talk his way out of this mess. Well you know what, I'm tired of his shit, and I'm tired of him being such an ass to me. He said our marriage was going nowhere, and he was right. It was going nowhere but down the drain. So, I left, for good this time. No, this isn't the first time I've left him, but it will definitely be the last. I'm tired of dealing with him, and always feeling left out. Like between him and his music, and Mike, and whatever else he's doing, I'm always last in line. There was a time when I would have tried with all my strength to make it work, but there was also a time where I felt used, like I was nothing but an easy fuck for him.
I still love the man I married, but honestly, I can't remember who he is. Billie's changed so much over the last ten years. He isn't the same man, it's like something took over and changed him, because the man I grew to love and trust shines through every so often. Billie is like so complicated, and he doesn't let anyone in his head, except Mike. I can't stand it anymore. I've decided to go back to Minnesota and forget him and these last ten years. I'm gonna let him have the boys, and I'm letting go of him, so he can fix his life.
Jakob doesn't quite understand why I'm leaving, and Joey keeps telling him that it's because I don't love them anymore. I wish I could explain to them why, and tell them that mommy and daddy need some away from each other time. But, it's not like that. I'm not coming back, and I won't see them again, and I'm starting over.

*Billie's p.o.v.*

It's been three days since Adie came over and took the boys. I fucked up again, it's all my fault. I feel stupid, and retarded. I have nobody. At this point, I'm ready to call that whiny bitch Jacie and go out for coffee with her. That would be better than sitting here staring at the wall all fucking day again. The door bell just rang. Who the fuck is here to bother me now?
I get up and answer the door, to find Adie standing outside with the boys, and a ton of suit cases. She's finally come to her senses. Thank God!
"Billie Joe, here you go, the divorce papers, the custody forms, and the boys. Just sign everything, and I'll be on my way to Minnesota." She says, shoving a hand full of papers at me.
"Whoa! Minnesota? You're serious? But 80, babe, please don't do this. Just come home and we'll fix this together."
"No! Billie, don't you get it? I'm through with this. Sign the fucking papers so I can go!" she screams. She throws a pen at me. I sign the papers, let the boys into my house and say good bye to Adie for the last time. She walks away from the house. I hate to watch my now ex-wife go. I loved her.

*Adie's p.o.v.*

Finally on the plane headed for home. Ten years is a long time to be away, it'll be good to see old friends again. I took off my wedding ring the second I stepped on board. I plan to find a new person as soon as possible, to get my mind off of Billie. I hope he finds someone, and treats her the way he should have treated me.

*Billie's p.o.v.*

"Dad, why doesn't mom want us anymore.?" asks my son Joey.
"Joey, your mother needs to get some things in order, and she needs to be far away to do that. Lets get some lunch," I say changing the subject. How do I tell my kids that everything is falling apart?
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