Trapped in Active Depart // Billie Joe

[25] Boarding

"That's cheating Tre!" Billie shouted over to him frustrated.

"No it's not!"

"Tre that is cheating," Mike backed up.

"Just because you guys can't see it from where I'm sat does not make it cheating!"

"That is exactly cheating!"

"No Billie it's not, you're just angry cause you gave up!"

"Tre the whole game is I spy," Sam sighed. "We all have to be able to spy it in order to play,"

"See this is why I never play I spy with Tre!" Billie grunted putting his hand dramatically up to Tre and as it slapped back on his leg. "Last time we played I spy with him he picked a pizzaria in the car we spotted miles ago!"

"This is why I don't play any games with Tre," Mike mumbled.

"Fine. I'll go again. I spy with my little eye-"

"-No! We are not playing anymore I spy!" I shouted sitting up from once leaning slumped on the chair to stare at Tre. "No more games!"

"You're all just sore losers,"

Mike face palmed as Billie dragged his hand down his face grunting angrily to himself.

"Flight twenty five asks it's passengers to start boarding the plane. Please make sure to show your tickets before boarding and follow all precautions on the plane. The plane will be leaving ground soon, thank you,"

We stayed silent after the women on the speakers tuned out. I looked over at Billie but it was like he had froze. He looked like he didn't know how to take it. Thinking he'd have to say goodbye.

I noticed it wasn't just me who looked at Billie. Mike, Tre and Sam leaned forward as we stared at him. He looked like he was in the state of nothing and everything was going through his mind.

"Bill?" I questioned, giving him a gentle nudge with my shoulder.

He zoned back into reality darting his eyes around before he looked at me. "Huh?"

"We've gotta start boarding our flight," Mike told him, a careful voice. Like he was treading around egg shells.

Billie looked over at him. At Tre and Sam. "Do we have to?"

"Course we do Billie, we've got important things to do,"

He looked back at me. Like a confused child. He stared me in my face for a few seconds silently, his eyes flickering from my left to my right eye.

"You alright?" I asked him, seeing the three of them stand up behind him.

He resisted answering me. But surely enough looked away and nodded. "Yeah..."

I stood up, holding my hand out to him to help him up. Although he didn't need it, he took it. Instead of letting go as he stood up too he turned his hand re positioning mine as our fingers intertwined and he gave me a thin smile.

Billie and I followed Sam, Tre and Mike slightly lagging behind as we spoke.

"If you ever regret not coming. Will you contact and tell me?" He asked.

"How will I contact you? Will you have the same number?"

"Depends how long you decide to wait to realise,"

"Oh..."

"But will you? I could buy you a plane ticket and have it mailed to you. I could even get a whole plane just for you or something-"