Come Away.

Better

Billy woke up about four hours after Marlowe had left. Looking at his puke bin had been cleaned out and some flat sprite was in his mug.

"Why the fuck would she do that?" Billy mutters. Maybe it wasn't Marlowe who did this it might had been Susan. But she doesn't get home until five. And his dad wasn't going to do anything about it. So it HAD to be Marlowe.

Standing up since he had to go to the bathroom, no one is home. Neil wouldn't be home until seven. Opening the bedroom door there was some soup. "I almost forgot about the damn soup." Stepping over it as he heads to the bathroom. Why he didn't use his bathroom, that was a good question. But something of his dad the smell of his dad made him feel better. Billy didn't know why. Billy wanted to hate well wanted isn't what it is, he did hate his dad for a lot of THINGS. But just by smelling his clone that he wears helped. Cleaning up after himself then going back to his room, bending over to pick up the soup. That kind of made him feel dizzy.

Putting the soup in the microwave. Billy thought it was bad to hope that he'd feel better really quick. Cause he hated being sick like most people do.

Taking it out as he walked back to his room. Billy sat down on his bed turned on the radio, the soup felt so good to Billy's stomach. It was like the calmness to his stomach. Billy isn't a soup person, but this soup, Billy really liked. Feeling a tad bit better, Billy took a quick shower and that helped too. Not knowing what is in the soup he didn't care. He didn't taste the puky breath, he could breathe without his stomach wanting to puke.

Sitting on his love seat but he likes to call it a couch. It had to be the 24 hour flu or a couple of hours. Or maybe he just needed to throw up to feel much better.

Susan came home with some food, Billy like spicy food when he isn't well. Softly Susan knocked on his door. "Yeah?" Billy answered. Sipping on newer sprite that he poured himself.

"It's me Susan, I just wanted to say I got some food for ya Billy. Its the Chinese food that you like." Susan was waiting for him to shoo her away.

"Really?" Billy wasn't shocked but was grateful in his own way that she had gotten some food. Billy wasn't hungry. "Thanks Susan."

Billy rarely said thank you to Susan. "You're welcome Billy. I can warm it up for you when you are ready to eat it." She didn't mind taking care of Billy since he always has to watch Max. She thought that Max and Billy could be closer then they would ever be. But no. That was entirely different story. They hated each other. Neil forced Billy to do stuff with her, to Susan that wasn't right, she just wanted them to get along and not have to take it for Neil sake.

Going on her way to finish up some laundry and dishes. While Billy lets his hair air dry. Still feeling a bit sick but not to bad, taking some Tylenol, that made things a little bit better.

Around eight o'clock, Billy came out. Neil and Susan sitting on the couch watching television. "Well look whose well enough to step out of his room." Susan sighed as Neil was being an ass to Billy.

"Billy are you feeling better?" Susan asked.

"Yeah." Heading towards the kitchen. He open the fridge as he got the food out. Billy thought it was gone cause of his dad loved Chinese food as well but it was still there.

Susan had gotten up to get some water. "I made sure your father didn't take your food." Turning the water on as she filled up her cup.

"You did?" Pulling out the food and then placing it on the counter.

"I did. He wanted to know why I got you food when you can make it for yourself. I know better." She did, with Max. Susan wanted the best for Max. As a mother should.

Even though what happened with his family and still not liking Susan and wouldn't forgive her. In the back of his far far mind he was sorta happy that she did that for him. "Thanks."

Getting out a plate as Susan went back to be with Neil. Billy warmed up some of the food as he gave some of it to his dad to be kind. "About damn time that you shared with me."

Which Billy regretted immediately. Billy sat on the chair and ate small bites of his food. "Well if your feeling better, I guess in the morning I can call Marlowe to see if she can bring Max home." Susan looked at both of the men.

"Whatever you want babe." Neil patted Susans inner leg.

Billy just kept to himself as he ate his food. Finishing up, cleaning his dishes. Going back to his room. Shutting the door, laying down on his couch. Listening to hard rock, some what of a headbang as he was listening to the music, he started to feel dizzy. Stopping as he rubbed his head. It had to stop. Laying on the couch wrapping his arms around his stomach as the dizziness eased up.

Feeling loads better the next day, Billy headed over to Marlowe's house to work on her car. Well at least taking a look at it. It was like nine am, Max came outside standing right next to him as he was under the hood. Billy watched as Max approached him.

"Does Mars know that your working on her car?" Max hands were in her pockets.

Looking at the engine Billy aggressively sighed. "No, I'd like to keep it that way."

"You got it." Max walked away.