Ready Set Go
Face To Face
Marie’s POV
Tears sprang from my eyes as soon as Bill called me a dirty whore. I was no where near a whore. I have to explain to Bill that I just don’t feel for Gustav and such. I can surely see why he was upset, the sight did look like I was with him, but Gustav is merely like a brother to me and I would never look at him as anything more. I sat up and jumped out of Gustav’s bed.
“Just let him be right now Marie.” He said as I walked out his room. I went straight into my room and cried. I’ll talk to him in the morning then. There is no way I am going to let him think of such thing and call me something like that. I sat on my bed with my guitar and calmed myself and began playing the chorus of 99 Red Balloons.
Bill’s POV
As I left Marie and Gustav I went straight to my room. More hurt than ever. She lied. She didn’t like me. Nor Tom, all this time she has felt for Gustav, and just needed someone on the side. Then again, I feel kinda bad for calling her a whore, it just came out, but she deserved it! I heard her room door slam and her cries. I almost got up to go see her, but I kept myself back. I sighed and looked down at my notebook on my desk. I got up and sat at it and began to just write random things and doodle, anything to keep my mind off of Gustav and Marie. I still can’t believe he did that, and the had the nerve to sleep in the same bed in the same household that I’m in!
Finally, until a wave of tiredness washed all over me, I decided to sleep, dreading the morning.
Marie’s POV
In the morning I awoke with a tear stained face, red eyes, and puffy eyelids. I didn’t bother with that and just got up out of my bed, dreading for any upcoming arguments today. I slipped out my room in my purple satin night gown and into the kitchen. All the boys, minus Gustav. Were at the table, all silent, my guessing that Tom and Georg hear all the commotion last night.
“Look at her Bill, she looks awful.” Tom scolded his twin.
“Um, in the room here.” I said to him and ignored the look that Bill was giving me.
“Yea, I know that Marie, But you two need to talk. You look terrible and your cries were very uncomforting last night.” Tom snapped and left the room, Georg following behind.
I sighed and looked over at Bill who was focusing on his bowl of cereal. I sat down right across from him and look him in the eyes.
“Sie wissen, sein nicht, was Sie denken. Ich ging gerade zum Raum Gustavs für Rat und wir fielen schlafend, fühle ich nicht für ihn wie den und folglich, bin ich nicht eine schmutzige Dirne, wie Sie es setzen.” I said softly and stared at him as he worked the nerve to speak.
“so fühlen Sie nicht für gustav?”
“Hes mehr eines Bruders zu mir, was Tom anbetrifft, ich nicht mag ihn wirklich soviel wie, ich Sie berechnen mag.” I said and got up to pour a cup of coffee. I reached up to grab a cup from the cupboards but failed as I was too short. I felt a body press against me and an arm to grab the cup. I turned around and came face-to-face with Bill. I looked up into his eyes and he looked down at me.
“I’m sorry.” He said softly and bent down to kiss my warmly on the lips. I smiled into the kiss and returned it.
“You’re forgiven.” I mumbled against his lips and wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his around my waist. Our little, what now was, make out session was interrupted by Gustav walking in and clearing his throat.
“I take you two are together then?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. I pulled away and looked at him and Bill who was smiling sheepishly,
“Are we?” He asked me, his smile now became a hopeful one, and his eyes glistened.
Tears sprang from my eyes as soon as Bill called me a dirty whore. I was no where near a whore. I have to explain to Bill that I just don’t feel for Gustav and such. I can surely see why he was upset, the sight did look like I was with him, but Gustav is merely like a brother to me and I would never look at him as anything more. I sat up and jumped out of Gustav’s bed.
“Just let him be right now Marie.” He said as I walked out his room. I went straight into my room and cried. I’ll talk to him in the morning then. There is no way I am going to let him think of such thing and call me something like that. I sat on my bed with my guitar and calmed myself and began playing the chorus of 99 Red Balloons.
Bill’s POV
As I left Marie and Gustav I went straight to my room. More hurt than ever. She lied. She didn’t like me. Nor Tom, all this time she has felt for Gustav, and just needed someone on the side. Then again, I feel kinda bad for calling her a whore, it just came out, but she deserved it! I heard her room door slam and her cries. I almost got up to go see her, but I kept myself back. I sighed and looked down at my notebook on my desk. I got up and sat at it and began to just write random things and doodle, anything to keep my mind off of Gustav and Marie. I still can’t believe he did that, and the had the nerve to sleep in the same bed in the same household that I’m in!
Finally, until a wave of tiredness washed all over me, I decided to sleep, dreading the morning.
Marie’s POV
In the morning I awoke with a tear stained face, red eyes, and puffy eyelids. I didn’t bother with that and just got up out of my bed, dreading for any upcoming arguments today. I slipped out my room in my purple satin night gown and into the kitchen. All the boys, minus Gustav. Were at the table, all silent, my guessing that Tom and Georg hear all the commotion last night.
“Look at her Bill, she looks awful.” Tom scolded his twin.
“Um, in the room here.” I said to him and ignored the look that Bill was giving me.
“Yea, I know that Marie, But you two need to talk. You look terrible and your cries were very uncomforting last night.” Tom snapped and left the room, Georg following behind.
I sighed and looked over at Bill who was focusing on his bowl of cereal. I sat down right across from him and look him in the eyes.
“Sie wissen, sein nicht, was Sie denken. Ich ging gerade zum Raum Gustavs für Rat und wir fielen schlafend, fühle ich nicht für ihn wie den und folglich, bin ich nicht eine schmutzige Dirne, wie Sie es setzen.” I said softly and stared at him as he worked the nerve to speak.
“so fühlen Sie nicht für gustav?”
“Hes mehr eines Bruders zu mir, was Tom anbetrifft, ich nicht mag ihn wirklich soviel wie, ich Sie berechnen mag.” I said and got up to pour a cup of coffee. I reached up to grab a cup from the cupboards but failed as I was too short. I felt a body press against me and an arm to grab the cup. I turned around and came face-to-face with Bill. I looked up into his eyes and he looked down at me.
“I’m sorry.” He said softly and bent down to kiss my warmly on the lips. I smiled into the kiss and returned it.
“You’re forgiven.” I mumbled against his lips and wrapped my arms around his neck as he wrapped his around my waist. Our little, what now was, make out session was interrupted by Gustav walking in and clearing his throat.
“I take you two are together then?” He asked with a raised eyebrow. I pulled away and looked at him and Bill who was smiling sheepishly,
“Are we?” He asked me, his smile now became a hopeful one, and his eyes glistened.
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Eeee, i apoligize azillion times for it being short. Here is the song 99 red balloons if youve never heard it:Translations:
Sie wissen, sein nicht, was Sie denken. Ich ging gerade zum Raum Gustavs für Rat und wir fielen schlafend, fühle ich nicht für ihn wie den und folglich, bin ich nicht eine schmutzige Dirne, wie Sie es setzen=You know, its not what you think. I just went to Gustav's room for advice and we fell asleep, i do not feel for him like that and therefore, i am not a dirty whore, as you put it.
so fühlen Sie nicht für gustav?= so you dont feel for gustav?
Hes mehr eines Bruders zu mir, was Tom anbetrifft, ich nicht mag ihn wirklich soviel wie, ich Sie berechnen mag=Hes more of a brother to me, as for Tom, I don't really like him as much as I like you Bill.
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