80 (Adie Please Keep Taking Me Away), chapter 37
It was a cold December fall night in Oakland. Green Day had an extravagant year with "Dookie" coming out and the whole explosion of that. Green Day had finally taken a break from touring, they were pretty burned out from it all. They were soon going to go into the studio to make another album. Also because Billie Joe and Adrienne were expecting their son to be born in about two months, and Tre's daughter was due to be born in less then a month.
Adrienne was getting the trash together to take out when she noticed many empty bottles of liquor and beer cans stuffed at the bottom, hidden in a plastic bag. Adrienne had noticed that since he had gotten off of tour he was drinking a lot and she didn't mind it too much at first but it was starting to get out of control. Almost every night Billie Joe would come home drunker then a skunk. It killed Adie as it had been a reoccurring thing within the past month in a half. She asked him nicely a few times to take it down a notch, and he would for a few days but then it would just escalate more and more. Adrienne understood that he was stressed with the Joey on the way, he even developed a touch of insomniac from it, but she was stressed as well. She didn't want to be going through it alone like she had for the past month and a half.
Billie Joe got home from the store after going there for his 5th time that day. Adrienne kept on getting these strange cravings with being pregnant and everything. First she wanted barbeque flavored potato chips. Then when Billie Joe got home she had another taste for cheddar flavored. So Billie Joe would go to the store again and buy them, but when he got home she would get a craving for a different kind. This time he walked in the door. Adrienne could tell that he must have taken a detour over to Mike or Tre's to have a beer or two, or maybe to the bar as usual.
"Honey, I'm sorry I kind of a caving for sour cream and onion." said Adrienne kindly.
"I figured that after this trip so this time I bought every flavor there was." said Billie Joe, dumping out 2 grocery bags filled with a variety of different potato chips.
"Thanks." said Adrienne giving him a kiss on the cheek. Also though getting a whiff of the booze on him as well.
"Billie I can smell the alcohol on you." said Adrienne as her mode had changed from happy to upset.
"Ya I know. I stopped at the bar on my way home, it was happy hour and everything." said Billie Joe
"Ya, but Billie I've asked you a lot to please stop it. I mean, I understand that you are stressed out with the baby coming, but so am I and it seems like ever since you got back from tour I'm going through this alone." said Adrienne sincerely, but in an angry way at the same time. She could feel a mood swing coming on.
"What do you mean going through it alone?! I'm the one who's been up all night not being able to sleep. I'm the one who has been running to the store 5 times a day. I'm the one who's been there holding your hair back as you get morning sickness. Plus I'm trying to get this new album rolling. In April we're going to start recording it and I only have a few songs!" said Billie Joe as his blood pressure rose, and was beginning to get consumed with anger and frustration.
"I understand you're stressed so am I! Some of that stuff you shouldn't mind doing. I'm the one carrying the baby. One minute I feel happy, then sad, then tired, then up, and then sick to my stomach. Then at night I have you half in the bag drunk off your ass." said Adrienne.
"Whatever Adie. I'm going for a walk." said Billie Joe.
Billie Joe grabbed his jacket off of the couch and slammed the door shut. He felt the cold California air whip him in the face as he walk around the streets of Oakland. He could have driven, but he seemed to release more stress and anger by walking. So much anger was running through his veins as he kicked the fall leaves out of his way.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up with the lighter which was in his jacket pocket. He exhaled the smoke and watched it dance and disappear in the cold darkness. By now he was walking down some kind of alley between some closed stores because it was close to midnight. Billie Joe was in such a deep thought about the fight that had happened between him and Adie that the next thing he knew he felt an excruciating pain in the pit of his stomach and he was on the ground being beaten. He was knocked hard on the ground. The right side of his face smacked against the cold hard concrete. He saw his lit cigarette roll next to him. He thought he fell on a glass bottle because he felt something small and sharp sink into his shoulder. He was being punched by what looked like 2 people. He couldn't tell, one was kicking him with all his might in the stomach and one was on the side of him punching his face. He could feel the warm blood drip out of his nose as he coughed up some blood from the one guy punching him. The pain was unbearable and intense. He felt the glass sink deeper and deeper into his shoulder it felt like he was being stabbed with 50 knives in his shoulder. It was stinging and hurting like hell. Billie tried to fight back, but before he realized what was going on. Why were these people doing this to him? He was soon about to find out.
"Fucking sell out." the one guy yelled as he kicked Billie Joe once again in the stomach as Billie Joe coughed up more blood. Billie Joe knew it, they were going to beat the shit him death and let him lay there to die. Billie Joe could feel the blood around him and taste it on the tip of his tongue, actually all in his mouth. All Billie Joe could remember is being kicked once again in the stomach and being punched in the head once more when he blacked out. Soon the pain was beginning to ease away and everything went numb and everything began to spin around. The two guys soon got harder and harder to see and they began to spin around and disappear along with the surroundings.
Adrienne was getting the trash together to take out when she noticed many empty bottles of liquor and beer cans stuffed at the bottom, hidden in a plastic bag. Adrienne had noticed that since he had gotten off of tour he was drinking a lot and she didn't mind it too much at first but it was starting to get out of control. Almost every night Billie Joe would come home drunker then a skunk. It killed Adie as it had been a reoccurring thing within the past month in a half. She asked him nicely a few times to take it down a notch, and he would for a few days but then it would just escalate more and more. Adrienne understood that he was stressed with the Joey on the way, he even developed a touch of insomniac from it, but she was stressed as well. She didn't want to be going through it alone like she had for the past month and a half.
Billie Joe got home from the store after going there for his 5th time that day. Adrienne kept on getting these strange cravings with being pregnant and everything. First she wanted barbeque flavored potato chips. Then when Billie Joe got home she had another taste for cheddar flavored. So Billie Joe would go to the store again and buy them, but when he got home she would get a craving for a different kind. This time he walked in the door. Adrienne could tell that he must have taken a detour over to Mike or Tre's to have a beer or two, or maybe to the bar as usual.
"Honey, I'm sorry I kind of a caving for sour cream and onion." said Adrienne kindly.
"I figured that after this trip so this time I bought every flavor there was." said Billie Joe, dumping out 2 grocery bags filled with a variety of different potato chips.
"Thanks." said Adrienne giving him a kiss on the cheek. Also though getting a whiff of the booze on him as well.
"Billie I can smell the alcohol on you." said Adrienne as her mode had changed from happy to upset.
"Ya I know. I stopped at the bar on my way home, it was happy hour and everything." said Billie Joe
"Ya, but Billie I've asked you a lot to please stop it. I mean, I understand that you are stressed out with the baby coming, but so am I and it seems like ever since you got back from tour I'm going through this alone." said Adrienne sincerely, but in an angry way at the same time. She could feel a mood swing coming on.
"What do you mean going through it alone?! I'm the one who's been up all night not being able to sleep. I'm the one who has been running to the store 5 times a day. I'm the one who's been there holding your hair back as you get morning sickness. Plus I'm trying to get this new album rolling. In April we're going to start recording it and I only have a few songs!" said Billie Joe as his blood pressure rose, and was beginning to get consumed with anger and frustration.
"I understand you're stressed so am I! Some of that stuff you shouldn't mind doing. I'm the one carrying the baby. One minute I feel happy, then sad, then tired, then up, and then sick to my stomach. Then at night I have you half in the bag drunk off your ass." said Adrienne.
"Whatever Adie. I'm going for a walk." said Billie Joe.
Billie Joe grabbed his jacket off of the couch and slammed the door shut. He felt the cold California air whip him in the face as he walk around the streets of Oakland. He could have driven, but he seemed to release more stress and anger by walking. So much anger was running through his veins as he kicked the fall leaves out of his way.
He took a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up with the lighter which was in his jacket pocket. He exhaled the smoke and watched it dance and disappear in the cold darkness. By now he was walking down some kind of alley between some closed stores because it was close to midnight. Billie Joe was in such a deep thought about the fight that had happened between him and Adie that the next thing he knew he felt an excruciating pain in the pit of his stomach and he was on the ground being beaten. He was knocked hard on the ground. The right side of his face smacked against the cold hard concrete. He saw his lit cigarette roll next to him. He thought he fell on a glass bottle because he felt something small and sharp sink into his shoulder. He was being punched by what looked like 2 people. He couldn't tell, one was kicking him with all his might in the stomach and one was on the side of him punching his face. He could feel the warm blood drip out of his nose as he coughed up some blood from the one guy punching him. The pain was unbearable and intense. He felt the glass sink deeper and deeper into his shoulder it felt like he was being stabbed with 50 knives in his shoulder. It was stinging and hurting like hell. Billie tried to fight back, but before he realized what was going on. Why were these people doing this to him? He was soon about to find out.
"Fucking sell out." the one guy yelled as he kicked Billie Joe once again in the stomach as Billie Joe coughed up more blood. Billie Joe knew it, they were going to beat the shit him death and let him lay there to die. Billie Joe could feel the blood around him and taste it on the tip of his tongue, actually all in his mouth. All Billie Joe could remember is being kicked once again in the stomach and being punched in the head once more when he blacked out. Soon the pain was beginning to ease away and everything went numb and everything began to spin around. The two guys soon got harder and harder to see and they began to spin around and disappear along with the surroundings.
