Affections, chapter 49
The Affections of Tre Part 6
Written in a standard A4 notepad, found by Sgt. C. Weisman in room 3A of the SleepEaze motel, four days before suspects arrest.
Ok, where to start... I feel kinda stupid writing this all down. Like, who will end up reading it? But I think its important to tell the truth, so that SOMEBODY out there knows it, not just believe what they read in the papers or see on T.V. I didn't muder her. I swear before God it wasn't me. But nobody believes me. I don't think even Mike does. That's why I ran. I couldn't keep seeing the way he looked at me. I had to get out of there before they charged me. I guess it doesn't make me look any more innocent though, skipping town like that.
The cops haven't released a statement or nothing yet, you know, like 'Tre Cool - Wanted, Dead or Alive', so I should be safe here a couple of days. By the way, I'm in a stupid sleazy motel upstate somewhere, in case you are interested.
It's been nearly four months since that day, that wonderful moment when my very own Mr Dirnt woke up and made my life complete. A lot of stuff has happened since then. Like the baby. That whole fucked up episode has been put basically to rest now, for better or worse.
It was just a few days after Mike had come back from the hospital. We were all sitting in Bill's living room, Adie, the kids, everyone. Even Claudia. Talking and laughing and shit. Good times, you know? We were all still being careful though, cause Mikey was still weak (I figured he was properly better when he tackled me to the floor this one time, but that's a different story, and one where I don't have many clothes on).
Anyways, the phone rings, and I jump up to get it. Adie and Billie were a bit tense like, Bill tried to stop me, but I said it was no trouble or anything.
"Hello, Armstrong residence, can I help?"
"Ah, yes, this is Dr. McKenna, from the hospital DNA department . I'm calling to tell you that we have the results from the test regarding the parenthood of the still-born baby, we can give them to you right away, the blood type is... "
"Wait! Stop! What DNA test, what are you talking about? What ba... wait, THE baby?!" Jesus, I couldn't think. If that meant what I thought it did..
Just as Billie snatched the phone off of me, I heard the Dr saying "Oh, could you please give me Mr. Billie-Joe Arm... "
I stood back a little as Billie took the call. He nodded a lot, and said "Yeah... yes" and "Uh-huh, I understand" a couple of times. Then he said. "God... thank you. Thank you very much doctor." He put the phone down and went to sit by Adie again. He was shaking. Then he turned to his kids.
"Joey, Jakob, I want you to go play outside for a while, ok?"
They slipped off the couch and went out, looking a little confused. Hell, I was!
"Ok, Mike, Tre... and Claudia, me and Adie... we hid something from you. When what happened to Adie happened, we... well, me, I felt like I'd never know... never get the chance to find out... whose baby that was. But then me and Adie talked it over afterwards and we talked to the doctor about it. It turned out they... well, they could look through their records and find out what blood type the baby was... and if it wasn't the same as Adie's, then it would be the same as the fathers."
"It took them that long to look through some records?" I broke in. "Jeeze, its been months!"
"No" Adie said quietly. "No it hasn't. It's been just under four weeks."
Four weeks? I couldn't believe it... everything happened so fast. But I suppose when Mike was in a coma it was like months to me. Even though it was barely four days it was like months.
Adie leant forwards towards Billie, and held his hand in between her own. "Tell me Billie... tell me please... "
He looked straight at her. I held my breath, and Mikey held my hand, squeezing my fingers until I almost winced. Billie looked into Adie's eyes for what seemed like forever. I could only guess what they were saying to each other that we couldn't hear. They had been through so much, in such a short space of time, and they were still as much in love as any teen couple. More so. They're like that, Bill and Adie. They love each other with a kind of fierce, hot, protectiveness, the kind you feel when you're a kid, and anything you do with another person seems exciting, every touch, every look, every brush of skin on skin.
Mike makes me feel that.
"It would have been a girl Adie," Billie-Joe breathed. "We always wanted a girl."
And he didn't need to say anything else.
Written in a standard A4 notepad, found by Sgt. C. Weisman in room 3A of the SleepEaze motel, four days before suspects arrest.
Ok, where to start... I feel kinda stupid writing this all down. Like, who will end up reading it? But I think its important to tell the truth, so that SOMEBODY out there knows it, not just believe what they read in the papers or see on T.V. I didn't muder her. I swear before God it wasn't me. But nobody believes me. I don't think even Mike does. That's why I ran. I couldn't keep seeing the way he looked at me. I had to get out of there before they charged me. I guess it doesn't make me look any more innocent though, skipping town like that.
The cops haven't released a statement or nothing yet, you know, like 'Tre Cool - Wanted, Dead or Alive', so I should be safe here a couple of days. By the way, I'm in a stupid sleazy motel upstate somewhere, in case you are interested.
It's been nearly four months since that day, that wonderful moment when my very own Mr Dirnt woke up and made my life complete. A lot of stuff has happened since then. Like the baby. That whole fucked up episode has been put basically to rest now, for better or worse.
It was just a few days after Mike had come back from the hospital. We were all sitting in Bill's living room, Adie, the kids, everyone. Even Claudia. Talking and laughing and shit. Good times, you know? We were all still being careful though, cause Mikey was still weak (I figured he was properly better when he tackled me to the floor this one time, but that's a different story, and one where I don't have many clothes on).
Anyways, the phone rings, and I jump up to get it. Adie and Billie were a bit tense like, Bill tried to stop me, but I said it was no trouble or anything.
"Hello, Armstrong residence, can I help?"
"Ah, yes, this is Dr. McKenna, from the hospital DNA department . I'm calling to tell you that we have the results from the test regarding the parenthood of the still-born baby, we can give them to you right away, the blood type is... "
"Wait! Stop! What DNA test, what are you talking about? What ba... wait, THE baby?!" Jesus, I couldn't think. If that meant what I thought it did..
Just as Billie snatched the phone off of me, I heard the Dr saying "Oh, could you please give me Mr. Billie-Joe Arm... "
I stood back a little as Billie took the call. He nodded a lot, and said "Yeah... yes" and "Uh-huh, I understand" a couple of times. Then he said. "God... thank you. Thank you very much doctor." He put the phone down and went to sit by Adie again. He was shaking. Then he turned to his kids.
"Joey, Jakob, I want you to go play outside for a while, ok?"
They slipped off the couch and went out, looking a little confused. Hell, I was!
"Ok, Mike, Tre... and Claudia, me and Adie... we hid something from you. When what happened to Adie happened, we... well, me, I felt like I'd never know... never get the chance to find out... whose baby that was. But then me and Adie talked it over afterwards and we talked to the doctor about it. It turned out they... well, they could look through their records and find out what blood type the baby was... and if it wasn't the same as Adie's, then it would be the same as the fathers."
"It took them that long to look through some records?" I broke in. "Jeeze, its been months!"
"No" Adie said quietly. "No it hasn't. It's been just under four weeks."
Four weeks? I couldn't believe it... everything happened so fast. But I suppose when Mike was in a coma it was like months to me. Even though it was barely four days it was like months.
Adie leant forwards towards Billie, and held his hand in between her own. "Tell me Billie... tell me please... "
He looked straight at her. I held my breath, and Mikey held my hand, squeezing my fingers until I almost winced. Billie looked into Adie's eyes for what seemed like forever. I could only guess what they were saying to each other that we couldn't hear. They had been through so much, in such a short space of time, and they were still as much in love as any teen couple. More so. They're like that, Bill and Adie. They love each other with a kind of fierce, hot, protectiveness, the kind you feel when you're a kid, and anything you do with another person seems exciting, every touch, every look, every brush of skin on skin.
Mike makes me feel that.
"It would have been a girl Adie," Billie-Joe breathed. "We always wanted a girl."
And he didn't need to say anything else.
