Tre had adopted you. This was all so new to him so he would sometimes ask Billie to help. Although Tre didn’t know what to do, he was a good father. His band members loved you, but not as much as Tre.

Tre came home from band practice with Billie and Mike. He found you on the couch alone. “Hey, kid..uh..where’s the babysitter?” He asked. “I didn’t see her car in the driveway. Did she leave early? Be honest.”