Unsent

Disclaimer: don’t own ‘em, don’t make money, never happened.

A/N: another useless chapter. I’m trying to start something here, but I’m just kinda stuck with feelings. *confusion*

Where Do We Go From Here?

Adrienne walked out of the ladies room and saw Tre sitting on the bench alone. Mike was in Billie’s room.

“Hi” she greeted Tre, not sure of what to say to him.

“Hi” he replied with the same insecurity.

For a few minutes they sat in silence, then Adie broke it:

“Do you love him?” She shot a question at Tre.

“I…I ehhh” he swallowed loudly “I don’t think I’m…in love with him”

“I see” she nodded.

They both sat staring at the floor. Adie broke the silence again:

“So, what are you gonna do?”

“I don’t know” Tre kept staring at the same spot “I think I might try to give it a shot, you know, something might work out of it. You don’t necessarily have to be madly in love to be in a relationship.”

“That’s true” Adie tried to support Tre. After all Billie and Mike were definitely through, so Tre might as well try to make something out of this.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to. I didn’t think I ever gave him a reason…”

“It’s okay Tre” Adie stopped the stream of his apologies “I already told you, it’s not your fault”

“Still…”

Silence again.

“How’s Mike?”

“Not too good, I think he feels that it’s his fault that this happened to Billie.”

“Yeah…well, I’m sure Billie will lie well enough to him to make him feel better” Adie didn’t expect herself to say that.

“What do you mean?”

“Nothing”

“No, what do you mean?”

“Oh come on Tre!” She now was staring right into his eyes and almost yelling “We both know he broke Billie’s heart, but Bill will be all nice and compassionate to make Mike feel good, no matter what. Even if it was his fault!”

“What?” Tre was staring at Adrienne in shock “Do you mean he actually tried to kill himself?”

“I don’t know! I don’t fucking know, okay?” She began crying “He said he didn’t, but would he really tell us if he did?!”

Tre pulled Adie into a hug. She had a point – if it was a suicide attempt, most likely Billie wouldn’t tell them….

Mike sat down in the chair near Billie’s bed.

“Hey” he gave Billie a fakish smile.

“Hey”

“How are you?”

“Okay, I guess…”

Silence took over. Billie was staring at the ceiling, Mike was staring at the floor – neither one knew what the other one was thinking.

“Bill, I’m sorry” suddenly Mike began talking really fast “I’m so sorry I did this to you. I…I don’t need Tre, I want to be with you, I know you need me…”

“Now, shut up, Mike!” Billie’s voice suddenly sounded so low and dominant “Shut the fuck up! Don’t give me this shit! I know you don’t love me, and I don’t want you to come back to me out of pity!”

“It’s not pity…”

“Call it whatever you want, it’s not love, that’s all that matters…”

Mike began crying, he suddenly felt very sick, almost to the point of throwing up

“I’m sorry, Billie…”

“Yeah, me too”

After another few minutes of silence Billie took Mike’s hand in his:

“Listen, dude, it’s okay. Shit happens, accidents happen, people stop loving each other. It’s not your fault, it just… happened, okay?”

Mike nodded.

“I love you, Billie”

“I love you too”

Only it wasn’t the same kind of love…