[b]Chapter 7 – Pete’s POV[/b]

When Gerards friends showed up I expected to see Billie, Lindsey, Ray and Christa. But no, I was greeted with Bob, Billie and Christa. I hadn’t really talked to Billie and Christa, but at Gerard’s party I had met Bob.
I was making my way to Ashley when I accidentally ran into Bob. I spilt my drink all over him and managed to also land him on the floor. He seemed pissed at first but as soon as I offered my hand and apologized he seemed to forgive me.
I abandoned Ashley for Bob that night. Bob and I had so much in common it was impossible. We both liked the Series of Unfortunate Events series and the one movie they made of it. We also liked a few of the same bands like Bullet for My Valentine, Picture Me Broken and The Getaway Plan, amongst other things.
Bob being at the party, my party, was a shock and a half. He didn’t know about me yet and I didn’t know how to tell him. He was nice when you got to know him. He was a real sweetheart, but some things you never know about with people; I’d learnt that the hard way a long time ago. I hoped to tell him today if Ashley, and only if Ashley, wasn’t listening in. I love her but some things sisters don’t need to know about.
“Hey guys! Glad you could make it!” Ashley said, fake smile and all.
I saw Bob and walked right over with Frank.
“Hey Bob! Come on in!” I said happily. Okay, maybe a little chipper... possibly too chipper.
Bob smiled and followed me into the crowded room; I had never realized Ashley and I knew so many people. We found a couch and sat. Now I felt nervous, he was talking about this new book he was reading and I hadn’t listened to a word. I felt nervous but happy but sad but excited all at once. This feeling is horrible to have when you want to tell someone something like I wanted to tell Bob.
“—Earth to Pete..? Hello..? You there?” I was snapped back to reality by Bob waving a hand in front of my face.
“What? Sorry, I just… thinking.” I partly lied.
“What about? Could I help?” he asked, getting a cute little worry line on his forehead.
“Something I want to tell you, but at the same time don’t want to tell you,” I confessed.
“How about you tell me later on then if you want to,” he asked, he seemed to not worry about it.
I was relieved at his saying that.
“So, what were you saying about that book,” I asked, right as Ashley and Christa walked past us. I knew she hadn’t heard anything but I knew she was curious at our sudden friendship.
We talked for hours about anything and everything. He didn’t smoke and drank very little, which was fine by me. The whole conversation it seemed like he was flirting though. Not all girly flick back hair and sitting weirdly, just small things like touching me when wanting to prove a point or making a joke. It was nice, it made my suspicions seem more legit.
Ashley appeared out of nowhere.
“Cake time!” she said happily.
Bob smiled; sweet Jesus, he was cute when he did that. “Be there in a sec,” he said.
Ashley made her way to the cake and I grudgingly got up.
Bob gave me a slight nudge, “Off you go, birthday boy.” He said, teasing me slightly.
I made my way through to the cake. Ashley looked sad, she missed Mikey. They’d been planning this party all year. I placed a hand on her shoulder; she looked back and managed a smile.
“Ready to make a wish,” I asked, teasingly.
“More than,” She said with a smile.
Our Mom came forward and lit the two candles and stepped back. Ashley and I looked at each other then at the cake, we both took in a breath and we were about to blow when a drunken yell came from the door.
“What the fuck does he want,” Ashley asked.
“Want me to go tell him where he can shove his pathetic stalker--” Josh started to say.
“No, I’m going to.” Ashley said, cutting Josh off. With that she took another deep breath and walked off towards her ex.
“Whoa, not so fast,” Billie said, stopping he in her tracks, “We may be here and not so invited as we’d like but Mikey said look out for the twins. And since I know how to politely tell drunks to fuck off, I’ll get him back on his way.”
“Thank you for the gesture but I would really like to do it myself. He has the nerve to barge in drunk when I told him to hit the road months ago. Now, if you’d let me through,” Ashley said, starting to get pissed.
“No, I insist you let me try. You can come and kick him if you must,” Billie said, staring her down slightly.
“Fine, but you have to let me tell him to fuck off before you do.”
“Deal. Now, shall we go,” he asked mockingly and offered an arm.
She took the invitation and then walked over to her ex, who was staggering drunkenly over to meet them.
“Who’s this guy? Doesn’t he know you’re mine,” he slurred.
“We were through ages ago. Now, can you go,” Ashley said through her teeth. She wanted to rip his head off, that or make him eat his dick.
“Sweetie, you know I love you,” he said, almost falling over.
“Hey, mate, could you go? Ashley and I have been happy ever since you left and I wouldn’t hesitate to rip off your head at her saying so,” Billie said, almost too calmly. Ashley seemed to take the lie well. If it got him out of her life for good, she was happy.
“Look mate, I have been dating her for over a year, who are you to think otherwise,” He was slurring again.
Billie turned to Ashley, “You can kick him now, then it’s my turn.”
“Gladly,” Ashley said with a smile.
If you blinked, you would have missed her graceful kick right into his nose. He fell back on his ass and held his nose.
“Billie, it’s your turn,” she said, moving back to stand near me and Josh.
Billie let out a low growl and stepped toward him, bent down and picked him up by the collar, “I don’t want to see you near her or her friends again. Got it?” Billie spat.
He nodded and whimpered.
Billie put him down and started to walk away.
“You can’t be by her side forever, you know,” He said with a laugh.
Billie was about to retaliate but Josh bet him to it. Josh walked over and clocked him one in the nose, forcing him to the ground, “Yeah? Doesn’t stop me, mate. I’d happily kill you now if I didn’t want to ruin her party.” Josh said, finishing by kicking him and spitting on him.
Billie walked over and picked him up, “Hey Ashley, where do I put the trash?”
“I think the dumpster out back seems pretty good,” she said, hardly containing a laugh.
“Sweet. Josh, could you give me a hand?”
“Happily,” Josh said.
With that, Josh and Billie walked out holding his arms and legs. We heard yelling then they came back in and acted like nothing happened.
“So, who wants cake?” Billie said.

Notes

[i]Author's Notes:[b] Ash and Jay[/i][/b]

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