Why Do You Want Her?, chapter 1
As I sat on my sofa I started to think about my best friend Tre and when we first moved to Rodeo or as the kids around here call it 'Bor-deo'.
Tre and I and our families had moved here when we were ten which was now seven years ago.
This is were we met Mike and Billie Joe.
This is were we all became best friends forever.
Getting up from my sofa I wondered where Billie Joe was today since Mike and Tre had left us to go on dates with their girlfriends.
"Mom I'm going to Billie's" I called out and walked out of my house. I only had to walk for a few minutes before I came to Billie Joe's house.
As I made my way around the back I could hear a familiar voice singing and playing the guitar.
"Why do you want him?
Why do you want him?" Billie Joe sang and I listened for a minute before walking around and smacking him on the back of his head. I laughed and sat down on the step. "Jesus you scared me Rachel!" He said and I laughed at him.
"What were you singing just there?" I asked and Billie Joe turned away.
"Bill what's wrong?" I asked when he looked away. Uh Oh... Billie's never like that. I put my finger under his chin and turned his face before me. When I did I gasped.
He had a large cut below his eye that I never noticed when I walked in. "Brad" He whispered and I nodded. I knew who he was talking about. His step dad Brad always hit him.
He looked down at his converse but I pulled him in for a hug.
I hated seeing him like this. Billie rested his head on my shoulder and I held him for a while. "That was a song I wrote about him and my Mom" He said after a while and pulled away. I looked at him and just nodded.
"I'm stuck on a verse though... You think you can help?" He asked and I shifted around so I was comfy. "OK I need something to go with this."
"You Find A Way Out
To Throw It All Away
But You Can Bet..." He sang and stopped after the last word. I thought for a while and finally thought "You Got Something To Say?" I asked and he looked down at the page and then looked back at me with a huge smile on his face. "Thanks babe" He said and went back to writing.
A few minutes later he put the page down. "You want to hear it?" He asked and I nodded and smiled.
He picked up his guitar and started to play a few chords.
"I Saw You Standing Alone
With A Sad Look On Your Face
You Call Him On The Phone
Looks Like He Left You
Without A Trace
Tears Falling Out Of Your Eyes
He's Living In A Disguise
You've Been Feeling Bad For So Long
You Wonder If It's Right Or Wrong
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Now Many Days Have Gone By
And You Still Just Sit There And Cry
You're Feeling Bad For Yourself
His Memory Will Always Dwell
You're So Obsessed With His Love
That's Why Push Came To Shove
You've Been Feeling Bad For So Long
You Wonder If It's Right Or Wrong
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
You Find A Way Out...
To Throw It All The Way
But You Can Bet...
You Got Something To Say
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?" He sang and when he finished I clapped and he smiled and left the guitar down again.
"Lets go get some ice-cream he said and we both got up. He put his arm around me and we walked off down the road...
Tre and I and our families had moved here when we were ten which was now seven years ago.
This is were we met Mike and Billie Joe.
This is were we all became best friends forever.
Getting up from my sofa I wondered where Billie Joe was today since Mike and Tre had left us to go on dates with their girlfriends.
"Mom I'm going to Billie's" I called out and walked out of my house. I only had to walk for a few minutes before I came to Billie Joe's house.
As I made my way around the back I could hear a familiar voice singing and playing the guitar.
"Why do you want him?
Why do you want him?" Billie Joe sang and I listened for a minute before walking around and smacking him on the back of his head. I laughed and sat down on the step. "Jesus you scared me Rachel!" He said and I laughed at him.
"What were you singing just there?" I asked and Billie Joe turned away.
"Bill what's wrong?" I asked when he looked away. Uh Oh... Billie's never like that. I put my finger under his chin and turned his face before me. When I did I gasped.
He had a large cut below his eye that I never noticed when I walked in. "Brad" He whispered and I nodded. I knew who he was talking about. His step dad Brad always hit him.
He looked down at his converse but I pulled him in for a hug.
I hated seeing him like this. Billie rested his head on my shoulder and I held him for a while. "That was a song I wrote about him and my Mom" He said after a while and pulled away. I looked at him and just nodded.
"I'm stuck on a verse though... You think you can help?" He asked and I shifted around so I was comfy. "OK I need something to go with this."
"You Find A Way Out
To Throw It All Away
But You Can Bet..." He sang and stopped after the last word. I thought for a while and finally thought "You Got Something To Say?" I asked and he looked down at the page and then looked back at me with a huge smile on his face. "Thanks babe" He said and went back to writing.
A few minutes later he put the page down. "You want to hear it?" He asked and I nodded and smiled.
He picked up his guitar and started to play a few chords.
"I Saw You Standing Alone
With A Sad Look On Your Face
You Call Him On The Phone
Looks Like He Left You
Without A Trace
Tears Falling Out Of Your Eyes
He's Living In A Disguise
You've Been Feeling Bad For So Long
You Wonder If It's Right Or Wrong
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Now Many Days Have Gone By
And You Still Just Sit There And Cry
You're Feeling Bad For Yourself
His Memory Will Always Dwell
You're So Obsessed With His Love
That's Why Push Came To Shove
You've Been Feeling Bad For So Long
You Wonder If It's Right Or Wrong
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
You Find A Way Out...
To Throw It All The Way
But You Can Bet...
You Got Something To Say
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?
Why Do You Want Him?" He sang and when he finished I clapped and he smiled and left the guitar down again.
"Lets go get some ice-cream he said and we both got up. He put his arm around me and we walked off down the road...
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