Drinking By The Mausoleum Door

Mysty's P.O.V

Pete eventually walks in the waiting room. He looks nervous. I smile hoping to put him at ease.
"Don't worry, Pete." I say as I lean back into Gerard's embrace. "I...we know you never gave Brendon any of those injuries. And if you hadn't hit Jared and Kellin with that branch, I would have come out a hell of a lot worse than I did."
He looks at Brendon. "I'm sorry. I could have at least tried to stop them hurting you. I was weak. I..."
Brendon put his hand up and smiled. "Whoa there." He laughed. "You couldn't have took them on alone. You'd have been in the hospital aswell."
Pete shook his head. "I would have deserved it."
"Look." Brendon sighs. "Main thing is that you made up for it by saving Marty. We owe you big time."
Oli stepped forward. Pete looked at him scared. "If you need anything." He said with a smile. "Come to me, Brendon, Jeremy or Billie."
Pete relaxed a little then frowned at me. "Where is Billie anyway?"
I smile. "Serving out his punishment."
Gerard and the others laughed as Pete stared at me confused. I take out my phone and show him the pictures I took.
"What did he do?" He asked wide eyed.
"Tried to wind me up. Again." I laugh as his mouth drops open and he stares at the picture.
"Remind me never to cross you."

Billie's P.O.V

Well this is fun. I knew I shouldn't have tried to wind Marty up. Last time I had to go back to the cabin we were renting, but naked. I'd been skinny dipping. I'm never doing that again. I'd thrown all Martys clothes into the hot tub at the cabin. I thought I'd got away with it. Boy was I wrong. That night I decided to go skinny dipping. Marty stole my clothes and I had to walk back to the cabin in just my combat boots. I was fucking cold when I rushed past them all in the cabins lounge. They were all in hysterics. I never learn.
The restroom door opens and a blond woman, about twenty year old, walks in. She looks at me in shock. May as well have fun.
"Hey, sweetie." I say with a feminine voice and a smile. "Sorry about this. My boyfriend asked me to wait here for him. You haven't seen him have you? He has lots of tattoos. On his neck and arms. His names Oli. You seen him, sweetheart?"
The woman looks horrified. "Err...n..no. S...sorry." She says then runs out.
I laugh. I'm enjoying this in kind of a warped way. Oli's gonna kill me. But whatever. I'm gonna make the most of it. I stop laughing as the door opens to reveal a old woman. She frowns at me.
"Sorry marm." I start. "You haven't by any chance seen a pretty dark haired girl out there have you? Her names Amy. She's my boyfriend. He's a very convincing woman. He cuffed me here and said he'd be back."
The woman looked disgusted. She bolted.
Next in was a tall dark haired woman. My next target.
"Hey, baby." I start. Feminine voice again. "You haven't seen a tall guy with dark hair and a little beard have you? Goes by the name of Jeremy?"
This woman smiles at me and grabs her croth. Wait. Fuck. It's a drag queen. I am so fucked.

Mysty's P.O.V

I head down the hall to the restroom when I hear Billie talking quite loudly.
"No." He says. "I was kidding. My friends were playing a prank on me. I'm straight, honestly. Fuck... no I mean I...I.."
I'm trying so hard not to laugh. I open the door and a guy in drag is knelt infront of Billie, trying to grope him. Billie looks up at me with pleading eyes.
"Marty, tell him." He pleads. The guy looks up at me.
I frown. "Who?" I ask. "My name's Mysty. Sorry." I walk back out. Billie screaming my name.
I walk back into the waiting room. Everyone looks at me. I smile at Oli. "Jake's arrived."
Oli, Brendon, Jeremy and Amy laugh so much they have to lean on the wall for support.
The others frown at me. "Who's Jake?" Gerard asked.
I turn my smile to him. "Just a very loyal friend." My smile turns into a wicked grin. "He's keeping Billie company. Oh did I forget to mention that he's a very convincing drag queen who Billie has never met?"
Everyone was laughing then.

Notes

Aww. Poor Billie. Lol.xxx