Dead Billy Page #5

boys, and a little girl.

Her name would be Emma

Rose, and the boys would

be called Jack and Joshua.

My husband would work

in real estate, David,

but I'd call him

Dee, a handsome guy,

sort of soft, skinny with a

little potbelly, weak eyes.

I always had a thing

for guys in glasses.

He'd come home early

from work sometimes,

and we'd take the

kids out to dinner.

Nothing fancy, Chuck E Cheese,

wherever the kids wanted to go.

Our five year anniversary,

he'd take me to this little,

this little bed and breakfast

up in the mountains,

and we'd wander the

streets, and window shop.

Afterwards, go back

up to the hotel room

and make love for

hours, by candlelight.

He'd always be gentle.

In the morning, he'd

give me this little pair

of diamond stud earrings.

All he could afford

without taking out a loan,

so nothing all that

special, but nice, lovely.

Our life would be lovely.

So that's what I think about

when the men would be doing,

you know, what they'd be doing.

And it helped, for a while,

for a while I thought

it may even still be possible.

He could still be

out there, my Dee,

and maybe we could still meet.

And he could give me my

lovely little life somewhere,

where I could be somebody else.

This is it, I'd say.

This guy, this hundred bucks,

I'm done, I'm getting out.

Now I can barely

remember what he was

supposed to look like, my Dee.

He left this out here, he

didn't want you to see it.

He told me to be gone

before you woke up.

He's never gonna get

any better, Cali.

Cali, none of this is ever

going to get any better.

- Ma'am, can you hear me?

Nod if you understand.

Need you to follow my fingers

without moving your head.

- Was it, I don't know, was

it a stroke or something?

- I see no evidence

of a concussion,

or any other lasting damage,

so you're free to go.

Do you have someone who

can come pick you up?

- So, there's nothing more

you can tell us, Ma'am?

Ma'am, you're sure there's

nothing more you can tell us?

- Cali, I'm here to help you.

Do you understand?

Your mom's on her way.

- Not her.

- It isn't up to you Cali.

- What are you

gonna do with him?

- He's going to jail.

- Ma'am, if this

was your boyfriend,

we have resources that

we can help you with.

- Hello.

- Hi.

- What?

- I'm, I'm sorry.

- It's not your fault,

I should have known better.

I don't know what the

f*** I was thinking.

- I, um...

- What?

- Can I still...

Can I come to your place?

- Didn't you all

ready leave him once?

I'm sorry, I thought...

I don't know, I don't

know what I thought.

I don't need this

sh*t, okay, good luck.

- Roy.

- We're sorry,

you have reached a number

that has been disconnected

or is no longer in service.

If you feel you have reached

this recording in error,

please check the number

or try your call again.

We're sorry...

I've got something for you

Oh, don't turn me down

Leave me cold and blue

Don't break my heart

- Cali, look at me.

- We didn't.

- I know.

You're beautiful, you know that?

You need to know that there

was never anyone else but me.

I love you.

- I love you too.

- Roy?

- I've been thinking,

and if you want,

we could, you know, have

him over some night.

I mean, only if you want.

You two, obviously, I mean...

It could be hot, right?

Oh f*** it, look, if you want,

we'll have him over, and you

know, you two can do whatever.

You were cool with Selena,

I can be cool with this.

If you want, I

could be way cool.

Jesus, not too much, okay?

You only need a pinch

to bring out the flavor.

Anyway, Cali.

- So what's next Cali?

Calliope, okay, you know what,

you can give me the silent

treatment, if you want,

that's fine, I'm gonna call him.

You know what else, I'm

gonna tell him he can

f*** you for a 100 bucks.

50, if he lets me watch.

- Look at me Cali.

Look at me.

Look at me!

- Morning.

- You're a lying little b*tch.

- You...

- Oh my God, oh my God.

Oh my God, oh my God, sh*t.

I gotta call somebody!

- Now, say you're sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- Good, I forgive you.

It's good to see you.

You remember, remember

that song I wrote for you.

How did that go?

Your stars are

fire, you stop the sun

The truth of me may be a liar

But never doubt my love

You know, I never wanted...

I sorry, I'm f***ing

this up, God damn it.

You know, I've always

known it was wrong,

the whole you and me thing.

I didn't want it to be, it was.

But it was, I just,

I wanted you so much.

And I really wanted it to

be different this time,

I thought that maybe you could,

you were my chance to...

Ah sh*t, I don't know.

So, I guess maybe,

I made things worse.

I told myself all

the usual things,

how you were mature,

you were an old soul,

whatever the f***,

you were a kid.

I should never have...

So anyway, I guess, I think

I sort of took it out on you.

But I did love you,

I do love you, you...

Jesus Christ Cali, you

were the best thing that

ever happened to me,

and I f***ed it up.

- No, no you didn't.

When you're through with me

When your heart aches

When your head spins

When you tempt me

When you finish me

When you cut me

When you kill me

When you forgive me

We did.

When you want to hold me

If you bury me

If you lose me

Don't say the word

Don't waste your time

Don't expect me

Just get rid of me

Just break me

Okay.

- I'm gonna get your nose.

- No, I'll bite your nose off.

- No hands.

I have something for you.

- Uh huh, what?

Now that the stars are on fire,

thou that the sun doth move.

Doubt truth to be a liar,

but never doubt my love.

I'm sorry Billy,

but I've gotta go.

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