It All Began With Sex In Paris., chapter 2
I ordered another drink off the waiter. I was planning on drink my sorrows away something that I had learnt off my brother and his friends over the years. I never drank much as a kid, that was because of the way Billie treated me. Don't get me wrong, he was a great older brother, and I owe him a lot. It is because of him that I run a successful business here in Paris and in California, but I was a teenager and I needed freedom. Sometimes I felt empty and alone and I wanted to talk to my brother but I never knew how, but there was one person I could always talk to and that was Tre.
Flash back
I pulled up in the driveway. I hadn't been home in a day and I knew that when I walked into that house that Billie was going to make the devil look like a saint. I really didn't want to deal with that but I knew sooner or later I would have to.
I walked up the pathway and up to the door of our house. All the lights were out but I knew Billie would usually watch TV in the dark so in was just waiting for him to yell as soon as I opened the door and walked into the house. But when I walked in the house was dead quite for a change.
I walked up the creaky old stars and tiptoed past Billie and Adie's room as not to wake them. I opened my door and lay down on my bed, my bed was cold and empty and I didn't really feel like sleeping alone tonight. I got changed and walked back out into the hallway and knocked on his door quietly, there was no answer so I opened the door.
He was asleep. He looked like a little child the way he slept. I walked in closer and all of sudden he flung back the sheets of his bed. "Get in kiddo," he said in a sleepy voice.
I smiled and walked over to the bed, I got in and he pulled the the sheet back over us. "Thanks," I said.
He gave a little sleepy laugh. "Anytime," he said as he then rolled over and faced the other way.
I snuggled down into the sheets, they were warm and comfortable. The moon light shone through the window. He always slept with the blinds open and I never did know why until now that I am older. I felt him roll over and sling his arm around me. "Night," I said in a quiet voice.
"Sleep well, because your brother is gonna hang me by the balls in the morning," he said.
And I did sleep well that night, but I knew that Billie would be pissed off that I had slept in Tre's bed again. And you're probably thinking he had all right to be angry, but nothing ever went on between me and Tre all those years ago. I slept in his bed for comfort and the feeling of safeness. Tre was good at making someone feel safe, may be a nut job at times but under it all he is a nice guy and does care a lot about people.
The next morning
I woke up and Tre was already up, a little weird seeing as he could sleep in until 12:00 pm if he really wanted to. I got up out of bed reluctantly because I knew Billie would be so pissed at me.
I walked into the kitchen and Adrienne was sitting at the table reading the news paper and drinking coffee all at the same time. She looked up at me when she heard me shuffle in. "You're home," she said with a cheeky grin on her face.
I nodded my head and looked around to see if I could try and see where Billie was. Adie must have seen me looking and she began to laugh. "He isn't here kiddo," she said as she placed the paper down on table.
I looked up to her wondering if she was lying, but Adie wouldn't do that to me. I knew it so I sat down at the table and picked up a pop tart and began to eat. "Is he pissed?" I asked Adie.
She took a sip from her coffee cup and nodded her head at me. "Very pissed, especially since you slept in Tre's bed again last night," she said.
I sighed, "I know, but nothing has ever gone on Adie you got to believe me," I said.
Adie sighed and stood up, she walked over to me. "I believe you and I know that Tre would never cross that line, but Billie is just being Billie and I have tried to reason with him. Just think about what this is doing to Billie and Tre as a band," she said.
I looked up at her and nodded my head. I knew what she meant and the last thing that I ever wanted to do was to cause a rift between my brother and his band mates.
Flash back
I pulled up in the driveway. I hadn't been home in a day and I knew that when I walked into that house that Billie was going to make the devil look like a saint. I really didn't want to deal with that but I knew sooner or later I would have to.
I walked up the pathway and up to the door of our house. All the lights were out but I knew Billie would usually watch TV in the dark so in was just waiting for him to yell as soon as I opened the door and walked into the house. But when I walked in the house was dead quite for a change.
I walked up the creaky old stars and tiptoed past Billie and Adie's room as not to wake them. I opened my door and lay down on my bed, my bed was cold and empty and I didn't really feel like sleeping alone tonight. I got changed and walked back out into the hallway and knocked on his door quietly, there was no answer so I opened the door.
He was asleep. He looked like a little child the way he slept. I walked in closer and all of sudden he flung back the sheets of his bed. "Get in kiddo," he said in a sleepy voice.
I smiled and walked over to the bed, I got in and he pulled the the sheet back over us. "Thanks," I said.
He gave a little sleepy laugh. "Anytime," he said as he then rolled over and faced the other way.
I snuggled down into the sheets, they were warm and comfortable. The moon light shone through the window. He always slept with the blinds open and I never did know why until now that I am older. I felt him roll over and sling his arm around me. "Night," I said in a quiet voice.
"Sleep well, because your brother is gonna hang me by the balls in the morning," he said.
And I did sleep well that night, but I knew that Billie would be pissed off that I had slept in Tre's bed again. And you're probably thinking he had all right to be angry, but nothing ever went on between me and Tre all those years ago. I slept in his bed for comfort and the feeling of safeness. Tre was good at making someone feel safe, may be a nut job at times but under it all he is a nice guy and does care a lot about people.
The next morning
I woke up and Tre was already up, a little weird seeing as he could sleep in until 12:00 pm if he really wanted to. I got up out of bed reluctantly because I knew Billie would be so pissed at me.
I walked into the kitchen and Adrienne was sitting at the table reading the news paper and drinking coffee all at the same time. She looked up at me when she heard me shuffle in. "You're home," she said with a cheeky grin on her face.
I nodded my head and looked around to see if I could try and see where Billie was. Adie must have seen me looking and she began to laugh. "He isn't here kiddo," she said as she placed the paper down on table.
I looked up to her wondering if she was lying, but Adie wouldn't do that to me. I knew it so I sat down at the table and picked up a pop tart and began to eat. "Is he pissed?" I asked Adie.
She took a sip from her coffee cup and nodded her head at me. "Very pissed, especially since you slept in Tre's bed again last night," she said.
I sighed, "I know, but nothing has ever gone on Adie you got to believe me," I said.
Adie sighed and stood up, she walked over to me. "I believe you and I know that Tre would never cross that line, but Billie is just being Billie and I have tried to reason with him. Just think about what this is doing to Billie and Tre as a band," she said.
I looked up at her and nodded my head. I knew what she meant and the last thing that I ever wanted to do was to cause a rift between my brother and his band mates.
