Rebel Yell

Chapter 32: Piecing Together

As we drove towards a diner, Billy and I both remained silent. He was puffing away on a cigarette and gripping onto the steering wheel so tight that his knuckles were starting to turn white while I was staring out the window, shivering. Why did I dress like this? I feel stupid and can barely walk in these God damn heels.

"You're aware that this happened because of your brother right?" I asked slowly turning in my seat and glaring at Billy. "She caught him cheating on her and she took all of those pills and did all that cocaine.. because she was upset that the man she loves cheated on her in their own bed."

Billy exhaled smoke out of his mouth slowly before glancing over at me, "They didn't love each other."

"What?" I asked in disbelief becoming annoyed with how short he was being.

"They depended on one another for drugs and a place to crash." Billy stated dully, looking away from me.

"Exactly!" I exclaimed making Billy glance over at me again for a brief moment, "They're bad company!"

"What's your point?" Billy asked as he inhaled a drag off of his cigarette.

"My point? My point Billy? Really? Fucking stop selling to Bria!" I shouted.

Billy smirked, which surprised me as I was expecting him to scream back at me, "I ain't."

"God damn it, you know what I mean Billy. Make sure your brother stays away from her and none of your stupid boys sell to her... like Heco or whatever." I replied, pretending as if I didn't know or cared what Heco's name was when it was obvious that I did know.

"Business is business." He mumbled, rolling down his window.

"...Let me out." I spat between gritted teeth.

"What?" He hissed.

"Let me out, I'm not going anywhere with your stupid stubborn ass." I replied as I unbuckled my seat belt and turned to reach for the door handle.

Billy's foot pressed harder on the gas, sending me flying back in my seat. He didn't even seem fazed at how fast we were going. What if another vehicle popped out? a animal? a person?! I gripped tightly onto the dash with one hand and onto the door with the other, clamping my eyes shut as I waited for him to slow down. When he didn't, I started to panic. He was taking sharp corners and was laughing at my expression, making me even more afraid than I already was. My heart was racing and I felt like I was on some kind of fast carnival ride and was going to be sick.

"Billy!" I screamed but he ignored me. "Billy! Stop please! You're scaring me!" I screeched making Billy instantly slow down.

"...Fine." He grumbled.

"Fine what? - Fine to slowing down?! or fine to doing what I'm begging you to do for Bria?!" I asked, as I put back on my seatbelt and leaned against the window.

Billy sighed, "I'll make sure they stay away from each other."

"...and?" I started, raising an eyebrow, "What else?"

"They won't be selling to ya fucking drugged out friend." Billy snapped in annoyance, "There. Are ya fuckin' happy now?"

"Yeah, actually I am. Thanks Billy Darley." I sneered.

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"Jack drinks Jack... Jack drinks Jack" Jack sang as he took another shot of Jack Daniels whiskey. Jack gasped as he wiped his lips with his sleeve, burping and looking like he was about to fall over.

"Jack likes ball sack and ass crack" Bobby mumbled as he picked up his beer and held it up to his lips. Jerry and Angel snickered as Jack leaned forward, staring at Bobby wide eyed.