Wake Me Up When This Nightmare Ends

Chapter 10

We didn’t talk in the car. Only Billie said to me every so often:

“It’s okay, honey. Just trust me.”

I was only smirking, confused. Deep inside myself I knew this wasn’t really so bad. And Billie never really lied to me. But I was too confused to think sober.

“Oh, my Adie.”

He smiled as we came home. I smiled back. How can he be so relaxed after all this.

I slowly steeped out of the car. He held my hand and we went to the front door. Suddenly, I remembered the moment we were younger and still getting to know each other. How he held my hand the first time and I thought I’m gonna fly. And the butterflies I felt through my whole body.

It seemed to me that everything is happening from the very beginning.

I remembered the moment his lips touched mine for the first time. And the moments he was making me laugh so I rolled on the floor from laughing too much. Or he’d wipe my tears from my face when I was sad and crying. And how beautiful was the moment he said to me he loves me. We were sitting on a small pier, touching the sea with our legs, when he held my hand, looked deeply into my eyes and said quietly:

“Adrienne… I love you. I love you so much I can’t even explain.”

Billie’s voice woke me up from my daydreaming.

Like he knew what I was thinking about, he asked:

“You’re thinking about it too?”

I nodded.

He stopped and kissed me, than wiped my tears away from my cheeks.

I hugged him and said:

“Yes, Billie, yes! I love you! I love you so much.”

“I love you too, Adrienne. Remember that. I will always love you. There isn’t anything or anyone who could destroy our love. Believe mi, Adie. I love you for ever and ever.”

We kissed. And I thought I was flying with the clouds. Everything was so beautiful… but then I suddenly fell on the real floor, when I heard a familiar voice.

“Mommyyyyyy, where is moooommyyyy… I want mommy!!!! Where is MY MOMMY?????”

“Be quiet, Jakob. Your mommy will come soon. Now shut up, cause I’ve had it!!”

Oh dear… I went when the kids were still sleeping. We ran inside, where Joey was calming the crying Jakob. And he didn’t stop shouting. But suddenly, his face cleared up.

“Oooh moooommyyyy, daaaddyyy!! You’re home! Booothh!”

He shouted with joy.

“I said they’ll come, you spoiled fool,” said Joey to him angrily.

Oh dear, a little more and he’d start with even worse curses. Billie thought so too and we said in unison:

“Like father, like son.”

And burst into laughter. The kids didn’t understand a thing. They just shut up and watched, then Joey commented:

“Fuck, what parents…”

Ooh… this isn’t funny any more… but we couldn’t stop laughing. I said to Billie in laughter:

“I think our little Joey is growing up. A father-and-son conversation will be needed. Haha.”

“Yeah… but for god’s sake, not now. I need to prepare.”

And so we were still laughing, Joey shut the door and said:

“And someone will say we, the young ones, are crazy.”

“Yeah right, you go and prepare. Just hurry,”

I said to Billie. He just looked at me confused and said:

“I don’t feel like laughing right now.”

And in one way, I believed him.