Restaurants.

The place to get the food.

I mean duhhhh.

I grabbed Billie's hand and we walked to the seat where Mike was already.

Tré was in front of us, clearly annoyed at Billie for whatever just happened to him.

Billie and I sat down right when our drinks came out.

Billie sipped his non-alcoholic beer, being self conscious.

Every few seconds, he would look at Mike, Tré and I, a scared look on his face.

I wonder what happened to him.

Our food came out, and we started a low chatter. Conversation? I dunno.

Billie's voice was shakey Everytime he spoke.

I looked over at him, soaking in his actions.

He might need therapy for whatever that was.

"S-" Billie started a word, but he fell over.

I looked at the other two, Mike with his concerned look on his face.

"Billie?" I pick him up.

"T-t-t-the d-d-demons a-are t-t-trying t-to k-k-k-k-kill m-m-me." Billie stuttered.

"What?" I looked at him, his face flushed white.

He was terrified.

I picked up Billie and brought him out to the outside world.

I walked him to my house, to my room.

I laid him down onto my bed, and started talking in a hush soft tone.

Mike and Tré soon followed after, taking over the living room.

I could hear their moans as they fucked.

I didn't really wanna hear that, but Billie insisted to have the door stay open.

He grabbed me, and pulled me closer, his grip on my shirt so tight.

Our lips collided, and his face soon came back with colour.

He was no longer terrified with me by his side.

Interesting.

He pulled me closer, I a top him.

He flipped us over, him on top, and started grinding his dick against my crotch.

I moaned.

Next chapter is SEXY AND SHIT SO BE PREPARED!!!!!!!!!