Rebel Yell

Chapter Four: Bad Company

"I guess I should start by saying thank you for saving my life back there." I thanked Billy in attempt to break the awkward silence between the both of us.

"If you're gonna be dumb, you gotta be tough." Billy replied staring at the road.

"That's an understatement..." I replied shortly.

A smirk formed on Billy's face as he glanced over at me. Billy drove right past my apartment building making me sit up straight in my seat and turn to look at him. I became nervous... "That..was my building."

"I know." Billy replied shortly.

"I take it you've been there with Joe?" I questioned.

Billy snorted, ignoring my question as he reached over my lap and opening the glove department in front of me and grabbing an unopened pack of cigarettes. He slammed it shut making me jump in my seat a little bit. Billy fiddled with the packaging as he opened the pack, pulling out a cigarette and placing it between his lips. I watched as he reached into his jeans pocket for his lighter, pulling it out and lighting his cigarette. I was in a complete haze as I watched Billy do so. He noticed me staring and looked at me without any expression written on his face, making me blush and look away from him and out my window.

"Well...where are we going, then?" I asked looking over at Billy again.

Billy ignored me again and carelessly held out his pack of cigarettes and lighter at me. I looked down at his hand and then back up at him and then back down at the cigarettes. Carefully, I took the lighter and pack of cigarettes out of his hand and pulled a cigarette out and lit it before handing them back to Billy. The touch of his cold hand sent shivers up my spine.

I inhaled a drag off of my cigarette while rolling down my window, "So...Billy..." I started again trying to spark up conversation. "Did...your neck tattoos hurt?" I asked dully as I flicked the ashes from my cigarette out the window.

"Did yours?" Billy asked turning his head in my direction and nodding at my right arm that was covered with black and white tattoos, before turning his attention back at the road.

I shrugged, "No."

Billy nodded, "There's your answer."

I shrugged again, "Fair enough."

Billy started to speed up as we drove towards what appeared to be under a bridge of some sort. I raised an eyebrow as we came to a stop. Billy dug in to a backpack that was between the both of us, on the floor. He snorted as he seemed to be in deep thought, making me wonder if he was sniffling because he had just snorted cocaine. Something in the back of my mind told me no, that couldn't be the reason.. but you could never be too sure with these kind of things. You know?... hanging out with a gang leader? What the fuck am I doing here...

"You could try talking sometime." I stated sarcastically.

"You could try shutting the fuck up, sometime." Billy replied as he opened his car door and grabbed the backpack off of the floor, "Stay here." He demanded before slamming his car door. I scoffed and threw my cigarette out the window. Watching Billy as he casually walked over to who appeared to be Heco standing against a brick wall. My eyes glanced around the area... another sketchy fucking area in one night... Good job on wanting to appear on America's Missing, Amber.

"Fuck this.." I mumbled under my breathe as I whipped off my seat belt and climbed out of the car.

"You brought Joe's girl's roommate with you, Billy?" Heco asked as he pointed at me. Billy spun around and shook his head as I casually walked towards them.

"Get this shit to Bones first thing in the morning." Billy instructed as he shoved the backpack towards Heco before turning and stomping towards me, grabbing my upper arm like had done earlier tonight. I winced as his grip wasn't as gentle as it was before. "I told you to stay in the fuckin' car." He spat as he led me back towards the car.