A/N Sorry! i am a horrible updater. And i don't if this chapter was worth the wait, but the next one will be.
Billy stared at his computer screen, reflecting on his own face. Blogging made him feel like he had a knife in his gut, but he needed this closure.
"As of today, I have re-located. I will not tell you where I am. I just can do that anymore. Not after…" Billy voice cracked and he tried to speed up his speech. "I may return. I will fix society, just… not right now." He blinked. "So…bye."
He looked round his new room. There were a lot of suits, but Barney seems to have tried to clear out some space for him. The first thing Billy does, he pulls out a large garment bag, and puts it deep into the closet. Maybe one day, but not now.
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A couple of days had gone by. Billy had yet to leave the apartment, and Barney was still adjusting to the role of caretaker. The gang hadn't met Billy yet, but tonight they were all going out to dinner. It had been hard to convince Billy to leave, but there they were, sitting at a table eating together. A silence loomed, and no one seemed anxious to break it. Billy sat uncomfortably, staring at his plate. Barney was trying to have one of those telepathic conversations with the gang to say "See? I told you he was weird!" And everyone else was too busy marveling over the fact that they were looking at two Barney's, with completely different personalities.
"So Billy…" Lily started, "You lived in L.A.? How was that?"
"Fine." Billy mumbled. "I didn't really …umm….get out much."
No one believed a person this socially awkward existed. Especially not one related to Barney.
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The ride home in the taxi was like the ride home from the airport. Really, really awkward.
"So those are my friends." Barney tried.
"They seem nice. Uh, that one guy is really...um… tall."
Small talk was not Billy's strong point. And suddenly Barney just was done.
"Billy, I want to help you. But if you're just going to mope around my apartment, alone, you could do that back in L.A. Why did you come here?"
Billy looked at his brother, who for once had some sincere emotion in his eyes. He sighed.
"When we get home, I need to show you something."