Chapter Fifty One:
Sam watched them leave and then headed in, the house was quiet except for the sound of bass coming from Mikey's room. She felt so stupid just walking into his house without knocking, she slowly walked over to his door and knocked.
"Go away Moe." came the screaming reply over the bass thumping.
"It's not Moe, it's Sam." she tried to yell.
She heard him turn the music off and his footsteps grow closer to the door, she really didn't wanna talk to him, but figured it was only fair.
"Hey." he said after throwing open the door. "I thought you were Moe."
"It's fine, he went out with Angy."
"Yeah, he was waiting outside cause he couldn't stand the music."
A very uncomfortable silence fell over both of them, neither really wanted to say anything to mess it up, but - at the same time - they both wanted to speak their peace.
"Look, I don't really know what happened earlier, but if you don't want my baby to have you're last name, I'll respect that." Sam said.
"I just figured that since we're not married or anything, that you wouldn't wanna use it and quite frankly I don't think I'm ready for a kid to be out in the world with my last name."
"Well, at least you're honest."
"Do you just wanna watch some tv?"
"Sure."
They went into the living room and started watching tv, Sam fell asleep again and Mikey started to drift off, but their peace and quiet was cut short when Moe came back and slammed the door shut.
"Yo Moe, what's wrong?" Mikey asked after jumping.
"That fuckin' bitch Angy slept with Chad and then lied to me about it." he said pacing back and forth.
"If she was lying, then how'd you find out?" Sam asked watching him pace.
"I stopped by you're house to pick something up and he was acting strange, so I finally asked what was up and he fuckin' told me everything, he told me because he felt guilty."
"Well, at least you found out now instead of much later, right?"
"No, I would've been happy living in the dark, Angy was the only thing that made me happy."
"But what about Heather?"
"What about her?"
"Doesn't she make you happy?"
"Yeah, but not in the same way."
Sam and Mikey sat there listening to him rant and rave about what a bitch Angy was about two hours later when he was done he stomped into his room and slammed the door.
"He's being completely ridiculous." Sam said in disbelief.
"Not really, he just lost his girlfriend to his best friend."
"Yeah like, one of a thousand."
"He just needs to cool his jets for awhile."
"I guess you're right, I should head home." she said standing up.
"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow." he said flipping channels.
"Later."
Sam walked home and couldn't stop thinking about Moe, he was being such a baby He was acting like he only had one girlfriend, it was rather funny. She quietly un-locked the front door and turned on the living room light to find Billy sitting on her couch.
"Goddamn it Billy, what do you want?" she asked stomping her foot and sighing.
"I wanted to talk to you." he answered.
"So you break into my house, just so we can talk?"
"Well, I've been thinking."
"You really should stop that, it might take up to much blood from other places."
"Just shut up Sammy."
Sam noticed something shiny in his hand, but she could quite make out what it was.
"Alright, shutting up."
"I don't really like you hanging out with that Boscorelli kid anymore."
"Then it's a good thing you're not my father."
"I told you to shut up Sammy, don't make me hurt you." he said standing up and pacing.
That's when Sam finally figured out what was in his hand, it looked a lot like a gun.
"Billy, what are you doing with that?" she asked backing up.
"I don't know, I found it in my dad's closet, it's cool huh?"
"Stop it Billy, you're scaring me."
"Oh we wouldn't want that now would we? No, can't have poor Sammy scared."
"Stop it right now, you're crazy."
"You don't care about me, so why not end it huh? Would that make you happy Would it?" he started screaming now.
Sam stood there shocked, she couldn't open her mouth to say anything, she also couldn't believe that Chad had been there not that long ago, but now his car was gone perfect timing.
"No, I don't want you to die."
"Well, maybe I'll just shoot myself so you feel compassion then." he said pointing it at his foot.
"No, we can talk this out, you don't need that."
"I'm sick of it Sammy, I'm sick of everything. I'm sick of school, people, teachers just everything." he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger, all that could be heard was a click, the thing was empty.
Billy's eyes flew open and he stared at it, he looked around franticly.
"Next time, load it jackass." she said grabbing him by the collar and throwing him out the door, she closed and locked the door.
Sam started watching tv, but as soon as she turned it on, in walked Gail and Don.
"Hey guys, I was just heading to bed." Sam said standing up.
"Anything fun happen today?" Don asked going into the kitchen.
"No, not really. Good night." she said and went into her room and soon fell asleep.
A/N: I know Billy's a little dramatic and most of you probably thought he was going to do some damage, but why would I wanna make this a serious story? Anyway glad y'all read it and are still stickin' with it.