Another Boy, Another Love, Another Heartbreak, chapter 10
"You just don't get it Kailee..." He looked away wiping away the tears from his tearstained face. I looked down.
"No... I don't." I whispered. "I have to go." I choked out fighting back tears.
"Kailee..."
"Good bye Billie Joe." I said and started to walk away. I heard a soft sob issue from him and tears came spilling down my cheeks.
"Kailee what's wrong?" Tre opened the door to see me standing on his porch silently weeping. "Come in." He held open the door and I raced in and wrapped my arms around him and sobbed into his shoulder. He stroked my hair tenderly and hugged me.
"Tell me what happened..." He said.
"Me- Billie- Over..." I choked out through my sobs. He took my head in his hands.
"It'll be okay..." He whispered and took me into a hug.
"It's my entire fault. Everything." I cried.
"No it's not." He said.
"Yes it is..." I cried into his shoulder. I buried my head into the little notch in his shoulder and cried. He led me over to the couch and we sat down. He hugged me again and told me everything would be okay.
*Billie Joe's Point Of View*
I sat on my bed silently crying. How did I fuck things up this much? I wiped my nose on my sleeve. I noticed a few pictures of me and Kailee lying on the floor and I began to cry again. What the hell am I doing? Men don't cry. I wiped away my tears. Instead I took out my note book. I came across a few songs I've written for Kailee and instead of reading them over I ripped them up and threw them in the trash can. I picked up a pencil, found a blank sheet of paper and started writing.
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor
Reminds me of the times we shared
Makes me wish that you were here
Now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life
All the songs have been erased
Guess I've learned from my mistakes
Open the past and present
Now and we are there
Story to tell and I am listening
Open the past and present
And the future too
It's all I've got and I'm giving it to you
Loose ends tied in knots
Leaving a lump down in my throat
Gagging on a souvenir
Lodged to fill another year
Drag it on and on until me skin is ripped to shreds
Leaving myself wide open
Living out a sacrifice
If you got on one and I've got no place to go would it be alright?
Could it be alright?
By the time I finished writing salty tears were sliding down my cheeks and splattering onto the paper smudging my writing.
"No... I don't." I whispered. "I have to go." I choked out fighting back tears.
"Kailee..."
"Good bye Billie Joe." I said and started to walk away. I heard a soft sob issue from him and tears came spilling down my cheeks.
"Kailee what's wrong?" Tre opened the door to see me standing on his porch silently weeping. "Come in." He held open the door and I raced in and wrapped my arms around him and sobbed into his shoulder. He stroked my hair tenderly and hugged me.
"Tell me what happened..." He said.
"Me- Billie- Over..." I choked out through my sobs. He took my head in his hands.
"It'll be okay..." He whispered and took me into a hug.
"It's my entire fault. Everything." I cried.
"No it's not." He said.
"Yes it is..." I cried into his shoulder. I buried my head into the little notch in his shoulder and cried. He led me over to the couch and we sat down. He hugged me again and told me everything would be okay.
*Billie Joe's Point Of View*
I sat on my bed silently crying. How did I fuck things up this much? I wiped my nose on my sleeve. I noticed a few pictures of me and Kailee lying on the floor and I began to cry again. What the hell am I doing? Men don't cry. I wiped away my tears. Instead I took out my note book. I came across a few songs I've written for Kailee and instead of reading them over I ripped them up and threw them in the trash can. I picked up a pencil, found a blank sheet of paper and started writing.
I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor
Reminds me of the times we shared
Makes me wish that you were here
Now it seems I've forgotten my purpose in this life
All the songs have been erased
Guess I've learned from my mistakes
Open the past and present
Now and we are there
Story to tell and I am listening
Open the past and present
And the future too
It's all I've got and I'm giving it to you
Loose ends tied in knots
Leaving a lump down in my throat
Gagging on a souvenir
Lodged to fill another year
Drag it on and on until me skin is ripped to shreds
Leaving myself wide open
Living out a sacrifice
If you got on one and I've got no place to go would it be alright?
Could it be alright?
By the time I finished writing salty tears were sliding down my cheeks and splattering onto the paper smudging my writing.
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