Chapter 6

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I decided I would stay awake until my mom got back. I sat awkwardly next to Billie, watching the TV. It was 2 am, and I was trying my hardest to stay awake, but I found myself drifting to sleep. 

The next thing I knew, I was being moved, and I had my arms around someone's neck. Billie's. He was taking me somewhere. I feel asleep again as he laid me in my bed, and tucked me in. He kissed my head too, but I was too tired to punch him. I curled up and fell asleep.

An hour or so later, I heard my mom come in, and they decided to go straight to bed. I heard part of their conversation. 

"Please Katie. I want her to know her father."

"No, Billie." My mom sounded firm.

"Please. If you don't let me do this, I might never get to hug my daughter!" Billie pleaded. My mom considerd.

"Fine." I closed my eyes and fell asleep again.

I was awake the next morning at like, 6. Six in the fucking morning. I crept past Billie and my mom's room, into his music room. I picked up Blue, and lightly traced my fingers over the 'BJ' on his guitar. He loved that guitar, it was obvious. I saw a note pad out of the corner of my eye, and walked over. I read the notes to the tune, and then the words Billie had written down.

'She is my Drama Queen

 

She is so wet and reckless

She is my Drama Queen

She dangles from her necklace

 

Daddy's little bundle of joy

Out of a magazine

Everyone's Drama Queen, 

 

Is old enough to bleed now.'

I smiled at the lyrics, and went downstairs to get breakfast. Billie's phone went off, and I saw a text from Tré. It said 'wakey wakey Billie. We're meeting Natalie today right?' I left it for Billie to reply to, after all if he touched my phone, I'd bite him. I made my breakfast as I heard movement from upstairs. Billie entered the kitchen, squinting in the light. He walked into the table.

"Ow!" He said, and hopped around for a while.

"Great start to the day, Tré texted you."

"Kay," Billie picked his phone up and laughed at Tré's message, replying. "Okay, the guys are coming over in a few. Get ready." I finished eating and ran upstairs, jumping into the shower and getting ready quickly. I was in my room when I heard an 'heeeeeeeeello!' and presumed Tré was here, and that Mike would follow. I ran downstairs and bumped straight into Tré. He looked at me, then Billie, then me, then Billie, and then nodded at Billie. 

"Definitely." He said, and Mike agreed. What. The. Actual. Fuck. I wrapped my arms around Tré and hugged him tight.

"Tré!" I said, and he laughed and hugged me back, telling Billie he loved me already, which made Billie smile. I hugged Mike, and then they started talking about Music, and Billie's new song. I wanted to go preform it with them... but I couldn't show Billie I liked guitar... could I?

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