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"Billie? You home?" Mike called up the stairs.

Taking the stairs two steps at a time Mike rushed toward Billie's room.

Bang! Bang!

"BILLIE OPEN THE DOOR!!!" No response. Mike tried the handle, opening the door with ease. Probably should've tried that first.

"Billie?" Mike saw the young teen passed out on top of his guitar and a pile of unorganized papers, drool dripping from his lips as he snored gently. Mike sighed. Billie had just stayed up late again writing songs. He had been worried since he couldn't find Billie after school (he wasn't there, but Billie's never at school anyway) at Gilman like they had planned yesterday and was worried something had happened to him. With the guys he deals from, and his lack of respect toward them, he could easily get mugged by them on the side of the road if he wasn't quick enough. Shivering at the thought, Mike bent down and softly shook Billie, waking him up and smiling at him. "Morning, slob."

Billie sat up and stretched, grimacing at the uncomfort in his muscles from his awkward sleeping position. "Mike what are you doing? It's like 3 am." The boy stated with certainty rubbing his eyes wearily.

"More like 3pm. I was waiting for you at Gilman and when you didn't show up I thought something happened to you."

"C'mon Mike. What would happen to me? I'm capable of myself. Whatcha think I'm weak or somethin'?" Mike had flashbacks to his beatings with Billie, the fragile boy shaking on the floor, blood running out of his face from a broken nose broke one too many times.

"That's not what I'm saying at all. Get going, we have a show tonight." Mike said, backing out of the room.

"Okay, I'll be down in a minute." Billie looked around at his surroundings, blinking slowly. His guitar was on his lap, and his pages of song lyrics were lying across the floor, a puddle of drool smudging his messy writing. "Shit, now I have to rewrite that."

Ding! Billie's laptop went off. He swiveled around to look at the screen, seeing a lot of writing on it.

(17 notifications from trecool)
trecool: sup man! just got back from my date, which totally sucked.
trecool: she was all over all the other guys the whole time. its like she didnt even know i was there.
trecool: i got her a drink at one point, and then she just kept ordering me to do things for her. after a while i just left.
trecool: man i hate girls
trecool: bill?
trecool: billiiiiiiieeeee
trecool: billie wake up!!
trecool: penis
trecool: billie where r u
trecool: bill
trecool: bill
trecool: bill
trecool: bill
trecool: bill
trecool: bill
trecool: ugh fine text me when u wake up i have girl problems i need to talk about
trecool: xoxo love u

"xoxo love you"

Billie smiled to himself. He was so happy the date didn't go well. Then he felt mad at himself for not being upset for Tre. But Tre was in Germany. He didn't need to know. Billie started to type back.

bjarms: im sorry man! wish i could give you a hu

"BILLIE COME ON! WE GOTTA GO!"

Oh well. He'd respond later. Shutting the laptop, he ran out of his room. "Coming Mike!"

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Tre frowned.

Read 3:27 pm.





Hello all! Im so extremely sorry for the lack of updates! school is ending this week, so the past month has been hectic. but with the coming summer, i should be able to update more often. let me know what you think in the comments!

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