Chapter 12

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On my own, I wandered the streets of Oakland. Never did I ever think that I would be doing this on a Friday night. 

I wondered if Mike loved me when he wasn't on drugs. I wished that he was walking with me, holding my hand. I wished that I could have spent the night with him. But, I couldn't. There was no denying that I was in love with him. It was forbidden love, though. I had Billie, and he had Brittney. My situation kind of reminded me of a song, a song called  Ever Fallen In Love (With Someone You Shouldn't've)

Nobody was out walking, other than me. The wind picked up and it got a little chilly, so I took out my hoodie and put it on. I turned a corner onto a main road, and a bus wooshed past me. It left a large cloud of exhaust, and I coughed. 

I wondered if Billie was going to leave me. He could probably find someone else, he was very attractive. Maybe he would search for that girl he once briefly told me about, what was her name again? He once showed me a picture of her.

All of a sudden, I had a flashback. I remembered when I was at that concert one night and really not feeling well. I had been standing outside and that woman came up and asked me if the concert had already started. She looked a bit like the woman in the picture. I thought that it probably wasn't her, but maybe. I mean, Billie didn’t know where she was now, he hadn't seen her since 1992. I just wished I could remember her name.   

I came to a hill, and I looked around realizing that I was lost. It was beginning to get dark, and I had no clue where I was. I didn't recognize the street, I couldn't recall ever being in this part of Oakland.

I started to freak out, all these scenarios flashing through my mind. Maybe I'd never get home. Maybe I'd be murdered.

I reached my breaking point. "Damn it!" I shouted, and set my suitcase down under a streetlight. I cried. A few cars went past, and I looked up every once and a while to make sure no one else was around. Why did I have to go and screw everything up? 
                                       
I took out my phone and put in Tre's phone number. 

"Hello?" he answered.

"Tre, it's Alyssa. I need you to come and pick me up. I'm kind of lost, I think I'm somewhere up in the deep Southwest part of the city or something, I really don't fucking know." I told Tre. I blinked back tears.

"Okay, I'll come and get you, Alyssa.".

"Thanks.".

"No worries. See you in a bit.".

"Okay.".

Mike's p.o.v

The phone rang when I was watching the news. 

"Hello?" I asked when I picked up.

"MIKE!? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!! I can't believe that you fucked my wife!" Billie shouted, his voice coming down the line super angry. 

"Billie, I said I'm sorry-".

"Yeah, well guess what!? She ran off on me now! Is she at your house!? In your bed!?".

"No, man, she's not here, okay!? I'm sorry that she ran off on you, I'm really sorry. I don't know where she is. I hope you find her.".

I could just hear Billie's hard breathing at the end of the line for a moment. "This is your fucking fault, you know that?" he told me, his voice a little calmer, still angry. "For once, I found a girl who didn't screw me over, and now you-".

"What about Adie?".

"DON'T fucking talk about Adie! Don't. But look, now you've made Alyssa leave me. It's your fault.".

"No, it's not! It's neither my fault or her fault! We were high, okay!? We were fucking high!".

"I don't care! I don't fucking care! It's still a because you decided to have sex with her!".

"Billie, I-".

I heard the phone click. "Fuck!" I said under my breath. Was it my fault? Did I wreck her and Billie's marriage? Was she ever coming back?

Alyssa's p.o.v

I waited for Tre to come, and when I saw his car I stood up and waved. 

He parked the car and stepped out onto the sidewalk.
                          
"Are you okay?" He asked, noticing the tears that streaked my face.

"Oh, yeah, yeah, I'm alright. I'm in a bit of a bad relationship with Billie right now." I explained. "Stuff's really complicated and fucked up.".

"Come on, let's go get milkshakes, and you can tell me all about it." Tre said.

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