Summertime - Part 15Something Billie liked of kids was that they could cheer up quicker than teenagers and adults.Summertime - Part 153 years ago in General Fiction
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He was glad that the following day, Gerard didn't cry again. He looked pretty cheered up, even though he still looked sad, mainly by the sunset. Billie gave him some space just in case Gerard had followed his advice of sometimes telling his mother or brother, and if he knew his dad was gone as well, maybe to him as well, how he felt or how much he loved them.
It still hurt a little to see him alone, anyway. The kid was sitting at the backyard all alone, his legs crossed and he was looking up at the sky, seeing as the sun disappeared in the horizon and some stars started appearing in its place along the darkness the night ceiling brought. He looked just as fragile as before
he was so, so small. And harmless. He simply was breakable, especially being alone, not giggling, not playing, just admiring the sky as if wanting to cry.
But the following day, he seemed to be alright once again. One
Summertime - Part 16Billie woke up when he felt some movement at his side.Summertime - Part 162 years ago in General Fiction
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It was raining. He could hear a lot of water drops crashing against the window, and a not-so-loud thunder coming from the sky. But at the same time, he could hear the blankets moving. He was sleeping over his left side, meaning he was giving his back to the kid's bed.
He looked over his shoulder, not seeing too clear because he was still sleepy, but once he realized what was happening, he gave a small smile. The kid had gotten in his bed quietly, with his stuffed bunny. He was under the blankets, behind Billie, snuggling closer to the teenager's back, looking over his own shoulder like wanting to see the window.
Billie could feel, pressed to his back, the small body of his friend, and the stuffed bunny he was hugging. A louder thunder roared, making the kid gasp and hide his little head under the blankets, snuggling even closer to Billie, who just exhaled and smiled at the kid's cuteness.
He rolled over his side, so he was facing t
Summertime - Part 13Gerard had started their new project.Summertime - Part 133 years ago in General Fiction
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Build a village from all the toys they could find. He had started with Billie, both of them being a little glad that the room with all the toys and things to have fun was quite lonely that day. However, the teenager had gotten distracted by placing their drawings in the album he had brought from his house, like he said he would, after they had spent the day before drawing everything they had done during the summer.
He, while Gerard made the highway of their city with whatever he could find, closed the album just to open it again, trying to make sure everything was in both order and there. The first drawing was the one Gerard had drawn, where he had met Billie for the very first time. He changed the page to find a drawing that said 'I dropped the cereal, but Billie didn't mind', and a drawing about it.
Billie changed the page, and found a drawing of when he decided to make the kid smile, the same day Gerard accidentally touched a thorn and it buried
Summertime - Part 19If Billie admitted something, that's that he was childish.Summertime - Part 192 years ago in General Fiction
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At least, most of the time. He always wanted to do a lot of things as a kid that he couldn't really do. Ten years old Billie didn't understand why his mommy wasn't in the house as much as before, even when he was told she had to work now that his daddy couldn't do it anymore. But still, little Billie always waited for his mommy sat on the living room, staring at the door, wanting her to arrive to play with him.
After doing his homework, he saw that some of his siblings either went out or took a nap, or have way much more homework than him. Meaning he sometimes had to play all alone in his room with his toys, and he didn't mind. He only felt alone and bored when he wanted someone else to be playing with him. Most of the times he played being Batman or any other superhero he admired, he stopped after some minutes, because he had no Robin to help him stop the fire that put in risk the life of a plushy trapped on top of his wardrob