...And If We Could Just Stay Sane...[Billy Martin] Part 2: Eating Her Alive
It’s so sad! Chris is no longer in Good Charlotte. Read about it in their NEWS section of the website. I just wanted to say that because I’m still going to have him in the story as the drummer, okay? Okay.
And temperatures just keep going, up and up on this beautiful may 27th! Be ready for one of the summers’ largest heat waves!
Grabbing the remote you clicked it off.
stupid weather you thought. Sitting on your couch in a pair of black shorts and a white tank top that read MADE across it in pink. It was currently 11:00 A.M and everyone was spread across the room. Benji and David were playing video games. Mel was cheering David on. Billy was waiting for his turn to play as was everybody else. Except for Joel he had Blink-182 blasting through his headphones, and he was sitting against the wall pen in hand, a pad of paper in his lap, most likely writing some lyrics.
“Hey Joel, what are you writing about?” What? I was curious… you thought.
“I’m writing lyrics, thoughts, whatever. But I can’t think straight because this heat has melted my brain!” he said the last statement looking quite aggravated.
“Yeah, well, at least you have something to do. I’m stuck on a couch, sweating and bored” Billy said.
“Yeah thanks for the lovely sweat detail. I’m sitting next to you. I don’t need to know that” you said to him.
Although, he does look REALLY good…
AGH! What am I thinking?
I can’t think Billy’s hot…although he is
AHH! STOP IT! JUST STOP IT KATE!
Besides, he probably has a girlfriend…
…does he?
“Wow. I think you just went through 50 facial expressions there. What’s going on in your head?” Billy said while looking at you in a bit of surprise.
“You” you replied without even thinking first.
Oh shit! What the hell was I thinking?! Wait a second, I wasn’t thinking. Damn heat.
Billy looked at you with one eyebrow raised, and as you turned your head the other way for a moment you found Joel giving you the exact same look.
You were on the spot and you had to make up a good excuse. Fast.. And this was it: “Well…uh…I was just wondering why you didn’t change into shorts, because…well…you were complaining about the heat, and-and-yeah…”
Oh, psh! Nice excuse!
“Riggghhht” Joel said. You looked over to him and gave him a death-glare.
Billy looked down at your arms noticing faint scars across you arms and asked “What happened to you arms?”
BILLY’S P.O.V
Kate was looking over at Joel, probably glaring at him. And me…I was looking at her. She was so pretty. A little weird but, hey, who isn’t? My eyes found their way to her arms and I noticed faint horizontal line going up her arms. They weren’t new, they were old. But still I couldn’t help but ask.
“What happened to your arms?”
Suddenly the room went silent and this horrible tension filled the room. She faced me and her eyes looked at mine for a moment. Only for a moment, it was so quick I almost thought it never happened. After that quick moment she clung her arms to her body so I couldn’t see the scars, and looked down with this horrible sadness. Something in there was eating her alive.
But what?
“Past…experiences” she said slowly looking up at me. “Oh…” I said looking down and regretting I had ever asked. “Sorry…” I said.
BACK TO YOUR P.O.V
“Past…experiences” I said while looking down with my arms clinging to me. A few years back I had gotten into the habit of cutting while still in high school. It just started as one mark, then five, and then it came to a point where I lost count of it. But I wasn’t doing it anymore, that was over with.
I slowly looked up at him, hoping he wasn’t mad…or that he didn’t hate me.
“Oh…” he said looking down, full of regret. “Sorry” he said barely audible.
“It’s okay”
Benji, noticing the awkward tension, stood up and declared: “I say we go get Soy Lattes!”.
“OH MY GOD, YES! AND I WANT TO GO TO CHAPTERS (chapters/indigo whatever) TOO!” I yelled, suddenly jumping up. Everyone agreed to the idea and we headed out the door, locking it behind us. Walking down the hall I noticed Billy looking over at me a few times as if he wanted to say something.
But What?
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And temperatures just keep going, up and up on this beautiful may 27th! Be ready for one of the summers’ largest heat waves!
Grabbing the remote you clicked it off.
stupid weather you thought. Sitting on your couch in a pair of black shorts and a white tank top that read MADE across it in pink. It was currently 11:00 A.M and everyone was spread across the room. Benji and David were playing video games. Mel was cheering David on. Billy was waiting for his turn to play as was everybody else. Except for Joel he had Blink-182 blasting through his headphones, and he was sitting against the wall pen in hand, a pad of paper in his lap, most likely writing some lyrics.
“Hey Joel, what are you writing about?” What? I was curious… you thought.
“I’m writing lyrics, thoughts, whatever. But I can’t think straight because this heat has melted my brain!” he said the last statement looking quite aggravated.
“Yeah, well, at least you have something to do. I’m stuck on a couch, sweating and bored” Billy said.
“Yeah thanks for the lovely sweat detail. I’m sitting next to you. I don’t need to know that” you said to him.
Although, he does look REALLY good…
AGH! What am I thinking?
I can’t think Billy’s hot…although he is
AHH! STOP IT! JUST STOP IT KATE!
Besides, he probably has a girlfriend…
…does he?
“Wow. I think you just went through 50 facial expressions there. What’s going on in your head?” Billy said while looking at you in a bit of surprise.
“You” you replied without even thinking first.
Oh shit! What the hell was I thinking?! Wait a second, I wasn’t thinking. Damn heat.
Billy looked at you with one eyebrow raised, and as you turned your head the other way for a moment you found Joel giving you the exact same look.
You were on the spot and you had to make up a good excuse. Fast.. And this was it: “Well…uh…I was just wondering why you didn’t change into shorts, because…well…you were complaining about the heat, and-and-yeah…”
Oh, psh! Nice excuse!
“Riggghhht” Joel said. You looked over to him and gave him a death-glare.
Billy looked down at your arms noticing faint scars across you arms and asked “What happened to you arms?”
BILLY’S P.O.V
Kate was looking over at Joel, probably glaring at him. And me…I was looking at her. She was so pretty. A little weird but, hey, who isn’t? My eyes found their way to her arms and I noticed faint horizontal line going up her arms. They weren’t new, they were old. But still I couldn’t help but ask.
“What happened to your arms?”
Suddenly the room went silent and this horrible tension filled the room. She faced me and her eyes looked at mine for a moment. Only for a moment, it was so quick I almost thought it never happened. After that quick moment she clung her arms to her body so I couldn’t see the scars, and looked down with this horrible sadness. Something in there was eating her alive.
But what?
“Past…experiences” she said slowly looking up at me. “Oh…” I said looking down and regretting I had ever asked. “Sorry…” I said.
BACK TO YOUR P.O.V
“Past…experiences” I said while looking down with my arms clinging to me. A few years back I had gotten into the habit of cutting while still in high school. It just started as one mark, then five, and then it came to a point where I lost count of it. But I wasn’t doing it anymore, that was over with.
I slowly looked up at him, hoping he wasn’t mad…or that he didn’t hate me.
“Oh…” he said looking down, full of regret. “Sorry” he said barely audible.
“It’s okay”
Benji, noticing the awkward tension, stood up and declared: “I say we go get Soy Lattes!”.
“OH MY GOD, YES! AND I WANT TO GO TO CHAPTERS (chapters/indigo whatever) TOO!” I yelled, suddenly jumping up. Everyone agreed to the idea and we headed out the door, locking it behind us. Walking down the hall I noticed Billy looking over at me a few times as if he wanted to say something.
But What?
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