Fat Girl In A Little Coat 2

Part 2

Of course Billy didn't come home at the right time. I should just tell him that I'm leaving to go back home for a little bit and then I'll be back.

Door swings open as Billy enters. His pissed looking. "Fucking teachers."

Don't know how long you are going to play this car. But I will play this act for a little while longer than I'm out. "What happened?"

"So I asked why I was failing when I have been turning in everything on time. And they didn't give me an answer. Well they did but they said I wasn't trying hard enough. Bitch we are all trying. Teach us instead of taking about your damn kids or dates with your husband. No one gives a fuck."

Here we go again is this going to be a Karen thing again. I promise myself if it does happen again, I'm out leaving for good. I sighed. "What?" I got up from the couch. "I'm so sorry Billy."

Putting his bag down as he shakes it off. Looking at me. "Why aren't you ready?"

"Billy I'm just not feeling it."

"Why? Did something happen while I was gone?"

Yeah me planning leaving you. "No. My stomach have been doing twist and turns."

"Period?"

"No. I wish. I don't get that until next month."

"Alright. Well I didn't have supper and I'm sure you haven't also. You want your usual for Mario's pizza?" As he heads back to the door.

"Please." No I won't leave without talking to him. Billy left as I began to fell sick to my stomach.

When he left I went to the bathroom to throw up. Why all the sudden do I feel sick? Is it because he's cheating on me? No.. I can't be pregnant. We never talked about kids or having them. I don't think Billy would ever want one. Not because of me, because of his dad. Or maybe because of me.

Flushing the toilet washing my mouth. Brushing my teeth before he comes back home. Rushing to the kitchen to get the plates and beers out. Just in time Billy came home.

"Sorry about that babe. One of my friends from school before I moved to Hawkins, wanted to chit chat for awhile."

"That's fine Billy." I opened up our beer.

Putting the pizza box down he took one look at me. "You okay babe?"

I nod as I handed his beer. "Yeah. I might be fighting something off. Cause I took a look and I look like a ghost. And it isn't even Halloween." I chuckled.

"You must be." Feeling my forehead again.

"I can stay from work tomorrow if you need me too." Putting pizza on the plate.

Shaking my head. "No no. You love your job. I would hate to have you miss a day." Billy has two jobs working as a mechanic and teaching surfing. He's on cloud nine.

"I know, but I would hate to have you sick and not taking care of you."

You care? You fucking care? Billy... What is going on with you. You go back and forth. I tell you have the worst headache because of my period and you tell me to take something and grow up. And now you say you want to take care of me? "I know but you need to work."

I dont have a job because of my seizures. And I went to apply for help and they give me money for my disability. And I hate it. I can too work. I want to WORK. But I'm afraid that something will go wrong.

"Sure, but I want too. I have to take care of my girl."

We sat back down on the couch watching TV. We normally don't sit in the living room to eat. Knowing that I don't feel good we just sat there. Watching silly shows, after we ate he placed a pillow on his lap so I can lie on his lap.