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Chapter Two: Billy
Title: Journal of Alters
Author: villesbaby
Pairing: Vam, Bam and Ville's alters
Rating: R
Summary: Ville has Dissociative identity disorder(aka DID) and to try and cure his disorder and educate others on it, he journals about them and what happens when they come out.
Disclaimer: Don't own a thing.
Ville's POV is
Chapter Two: Billy
My POV
The date is July 16, 2010 and it is around 4.30 in the afternoon. This is my journal entry on my alternate, Billy.
Billy came out around 6.38am on the 14th. What set him off was Bam never returning from The Note after our fight over Will and Nudie.
Billy’s POV
I pulled on my worn baggy blue jeans and dirty black T-shirt along with my combat boots that were still stained with the blood of the crazy fucking gophers in the backyard I’ve been killing lately. Pulling on my hat, I grabbed the keys to the blue hummer and headed out, searching for a drink, well a few drinks anyway.
Pulling into a parking space behind a building throbbing with music, I walked down an alleyway to the front door and walked in. Stopping a few feet within the door, I scratched my balls and continued on to the bar. I walked by several good looking guys, winking at them as a go. I find a seat at the bar and take it, give my order to the bartender then turn to survey the room.
“Hey Billy.” A voice came. Turning to the left I spot Ville’s little bitch standing next to me clenching his beer, “Sup kid?” I reply surveying the room again. The kid sits next to me, “What are you doing here?” He asked me, “Thought you went back to FI to get back in the military.” The bartender tapped me on the shoulder then handed me my drink. “Yeah, I did. But they won’t let me back in. Say I’m too old.” I tell him taken a big gulp of the beer. “Paskiaiset.” I mutter under my breath. The kid snorts next to me, “What’s so fucking funny?” I snapped at him. “Nothing.” He said straightening up, Pimppi. “Heard you and the big man got in a fight.” I said finishing my beer and calling the bartender for another. “Yeah, we did.” The kid sighed, “Will and Nudie fucked last night.” He told me. This time I snored, but part of me felt bad. “Yeah, well kid. You know that Ville ain’t got any control over what Will does. It ain’t his fault that Will’s a horny punk that takes it where he can get it.” He nodded finishing his beer. “I know. But it’s hard sometimes when he transitions into all his alters. You I like. You’re a great drinking partner and someone to do crazy shit with.” I cut him off laughing, “Like the falls in Texas, pushing Dunn over them in the barrel. Funny shit.” He laughed to but continued, “Will is always doing shit that pisses me off…” “Teenagers.” I growl. “Harmony is great for household stuff but she’s more bitch then April. Giveme is like having a renegade 5 year that’s half dog, chewing up everyone’s shoes and Valo, well he tries to help but its not always the best.” He paused for a moment spinning his beer bottle in his hand, if I wasn’t so damn blind I’d swear I saw a couple of tears, “But at the end of the day, when we go to bed, I just want my Ville in my arms. Not you or Valo, or Giveme or Will, or Harmony. Just Ville.”
My heart went out to the kid, I wish there was a time that I could hold my only. But he had died years ago. A tear trickled down my cheek…
My POV
I wiped the tear from my eyes, pushed the bottle of water away from me and turned to Bam. “Bam, I’m sorry about Will.” I told him. “I know its hard dealing with me and all the alters on a daily basis. I wish I could do something to be normal, to be just myself for you all the time.” More quiet tears fell from my eyes. “It’s okay, Ville.” Bam said finishing his beer. “After 8 years of marriage to you, I’ve learned that its all you. You and all the alters, they are who you are and I wouldn’t change it. Even if all of them came out at once on their worse, I’d still love you and only you.” A smiled formed on both of our lips. “I love you, Bam.” I whispered hugging him. “I love you too, Ville.” I told me back.
~*~
That incident was days ago. Bam and I are great again and I haven't transitioned since Billy, so I’m guessing that’s a good thing. (Crosses fingers) But, I am worried about it. Things might be building on me and who knows how it will let out.
Peace, Love and Vegetables,
Ville
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Paskiaiset = Assholes
Pimppi = Pussy
Author: villesbaby
Pairing: Vam, Bam and Ville's alters
Rating: R
Summary: Ville has Dissociative identity disorder(aka DID) and to try and cure his disorder and educate others on it, he journals about them and what happens when they come out.
Disclaimer: Don't own a thing.
Ville's POV is
Chapter Two: Billy
My POV
The date is July 16, 2010 and it is around 4.30 in the afternoon. This is my journal entry on my alternate, Billy.
Billy came out around 6.38am on the 14th. What set him off was Bam never returning from The Note after our fight over Will and Nudie.
Billy’s POV
I pulled on my worn baggy blue jeans and dirty black T-shirt along with my combat boots that were still stained with the blood of the crazy fucking gophers in the backyard I’ve been killing lately. Pulling on my hat, I grabbed the keys to the blue hummer and headed out, searching for a drink, well a few drinks anyway.
Pulling into a parking space behind a building throbbing with music, I walked down an alleyway to the front door and walked in. Stopping a few feet within the door, I scratched my balls and continued on to the bar. I walked by several good looking guys, winking at them as a go. I find a seat at the bar and take it, give my order to the bartender then turn to survey the room.
“Hey Billy.” A voice came. Turning to the left I spot Ville’s little bitch standing next to me clenching his beer, “Sup kid?” I reply surveying the room again. The kid sits next to me, “What are you doing here?” He asked me, “Thought you went back to FI to get back in the military.” The bartender tapped me on the shoulder then handed me my drink. “Yeah, I did. But they won’t let me back in. Say I’m too old.” I tell him taken a big gulp of the beer. “Paskiaiset.” I mutter under my breath. The kid snorts next to me, “What’s so fucking funny?” I snapped at him. “Nothing.” He said straightening up, Pimppi. “Heard you and the big man got in a fight.” I said finishing my beer and calling the bartender for another. “Yeah, we did.” The kid sighed, “Will and Nudie fucked last night.” He told me. This time I snored, but part of me felt bad. “Yeah, well kid. You know that Ville ain’t got any control over what Will does. It ain’t his fault that Will’s a horny punk that takes it where he can get it.” He nodded finishing his beer. “I know. But it’s hard sometimes when he transitions into all his alters. You I like. You’re a great drinking partner and someone to do crazy shit with.” I cut him off laughing, “Like the falls in Texas, pushing Dunn over them in the barrel. Funny shit.” He laughed to but continued, “Will is always doing shit that pisses me off…” “Teenagers.” I growl. “Harmony is great for household stuff but she’s more bitch then April. Giveme is like having a renegade 5 year that’s half dog, chewing up everyone’s shoes and Valo, well he tries to help but its not always the best.” He paused for a moment spinning his beer bottle in his hand, if I wasn’t so damn blind I’d swear I saw a couple of tears, “But at the end of the day, when we go to bed, I just want my Ville in my arms. Not you or Valo, or Giveme or Will, or Harmony. Just Ville.”
My heart went out to the kid, I wish there was a time that I could hold my only. But he had died years ago. A tear trickled down my cheek…
My POV
I wiped the tear from my eyes, pushed the bottle of water away from me and turned to Bam. “Bam, I’m sorry about Will.” I told him. “I know its hard dealing with me and all the alters on a daily basis. I wish I could do something to be normal, to be just myself for you all the time.” More quiet tears fell from my eyes. “It’s okay, Ville.” Bam said finishing his beer. “After 8 years of marriage to you, I’ve learned that its all you. You and all the alters, they are who you are and I wouldn’t change it. Even if all of them came out at once on their worse, I’d still love you and only you.” A smiled formed on both of our lips. “I love you, Bam.” I whispered hugging him. “I love you too, Ville.” I told me back.
~*~
That incident was days ago. Bam and I are great again and I haven't transitioned since Billy, so I’m guessing that’s a good thing. (Crosses fingers) But, I am worried about it. Things might be building on me and who knows how it will let out.
Peace, Love and Vegetables,
Ville
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Paskiaiset = Assholes
Pimppi = Pussy