five years later
"Sir, you need to check out." The blonde, blue eyed motel receptionist said to the short, black haired man.
"Yeah, sorry. Sometimes I forget." He signed out of the small motel he'd checked into a day ago.
"See you soon." The receptionist said, her name was Norma.
Billie got onto a bus to Rodeo, a town he thought he would never return to.
He stepped off of the bus, in front of the old 924 Gilman music venue.
He walked around, and found another motel he decided to stay at.
He walked to his old house, it was up for sale.
The window was broken, and there was writing on the mailbox.
'billie come home. i miss you. - mike.'
'billie, i miss you. i havent forgotten about you.- mike.'
'please come back.- mike'
'it's sad here. -mike.'
'ill wait for you at christie road next year. i wont write anymore. there isnt a point in it. come back to christie road at 2:00 am. i love you.'
They had dates on them, each the same day Billie had left, each year.
The last message was from last year. The anniversary of Billie's leaving was in a day.
There was a small smile in Billie's eyes as he laid his hand on the old and rusty mailbox.
Mike was here, and Billie was going to see him again.
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Hiraeth. •Green Day/ Bike
FanficHiraeth. yearning, for a home that you cannot return to, no longer exists, or maybe never was. It can also include grief or sadness for who or what you have lost, losses which make your "home" not the same as the one you remember.
