9: It's not my home, it's their home, and I'm welcome no more.

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by lilalternativekid

by lilalternativekid

"Mike."

Billie was sitting on the bed, shaking the sleeping blonde.

Mike groaned, and tried falling back asleep.

"Mike!" Billie whisper-yelled.

"What...."

Mike sat up, scrambling to put on his shirt he'd taken off earlier.

"Billie, what the fuck?"

"Mike, I'm hungry and-and.."

"Billie, you're like a kid. Get dressed and we'll talk at Denny's."

So Billie did, and they walked to the nearby diner to have breakfast.

"Mike, I'm so stupid. I-I was drinking last night, a-and Adrienne.. Oh fuck me- Adrienne left, I-I left her alone." He rambled on, Mike cut him off.

"Billie, calm down. Drink your water and eat food."

So, he did.

"Billie- I just..." Mike said, putting down his fork and looking up at Billie. "I love you so much Billie. I'm sorry everything happened how it happened. I came home last night and Brittney was cheating on me with some guy I didn't even know. She told me she's pregnant."

Billie's eyes went wide and he drank a gulp of water.

"Oh shit, congrats."

"I'm going to get a divorce."

"What are you gonna do about the baby?"

"I don't know."

Billie reached over and held Mike's hand.

"You have to fight for the baby. I won't let you let her keep it."

Mike wiped his eyes and nodded.

"Okay, Billie."

After eating and talking a bit about the show, Mike brought up what happened in the dressing room.

"Bill, I'm so sorry about what happened in the dressing room. I love you. I love you. Can we start over?"

Billie nodded and avoided eye contact with Mike.

"Uhm... Billie?"

"Yeah?"

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