80 (Adie Please Keep Taking Me Away), chapter 39
<p>Adrienne looked at her husband in bewilderment. He stared out the window in the plane like he was just lifeless in a way. Like someone sucked all the energy and happiness out of him. It was like her husband was there, but <em?he[/i] wasn't like it was a fake or figment of her imagination or soemthing. She knew it was no fun getting jumped, but there more then just physical pain wrong with him. As a matter of fact all of them weren't acting themselves.<br /> Tre was just too quiet and well not spontaneous, spastic or rambunctious. <br />Mike just seemed to be in a daze. Tre told Adrienne that Mike had a panic attack earlier that day. They all seemed to be suffering in some kind of way, but when an average person would look at them it would be like what is there to be all hung up and depressed about? No one could really understand they just felt isolated from everything and no one could really comprehend that. Adrienne didn't really know what to say, but she was worried about Billie Joe very deeply he had a few panic attacks since the major success with "Dookie". He was extremely quite and just seemed so dreary and vacant. <br />"Billie honey are you okay?" asked Adrienne putting her hand on Billie Joe's hand that was resting on the hand rest. He still continued to stare out the window looking at nothing for a second. He turned his head towards Adie. <br />"Huh ya I'm fine." lied Billie Joe. Adrienne stared into his hazel eyes for a second deap into them. It was lacking something. It was lacking the spark that once consumed him. They were bloodshot and dull. She could tell he was hurting from the inside out, but he wasn't very communicative so it was difficult to help him. She just hoped that he wouldn't do anything drastic. He sighed and returned to looking at nothing out the window, now resting his head on his hand. That was pretty much what happend the entire flight. As they were getting off the plane Mike pulled Adrienne aside. <br />
"Is Billie okay? He seems so indultant. Tre and me are worried about him." said Mike. Adrienne bit her bottom lip and nodded. <br />"Me too Mike me too."
As they were walking in the airport there was mass chaos. Either their were people screaming for them or their were people from the flight from Oakland giving them looks that could kill. One guy pushed Mike on the way out mumbling "Sellout". Suddenly Adrienne, Tre, and Billie Joe see Mike on the ground grasping for air breathing very heavily. He clutched his chest in pain. Billie Joe instantly dropped his stuff and attended to his friend. <br />"Mike!....Mike!.... Are you okay?" asked Billie Joe trying to help him. Mike was still breathing very heavily. He was now shaking too his eyes dilated. He laid down on the sticky airport floor for a second catching his breath. There was no a large crowd around them. Billie Joe sat next to Mike's side along with Tre and Adrienne. After some paramedics from the airport made sure everything was okay they were free to go. They think he may have had a bad panic attack. <br />"I think you guys should maybe not do the show. I mean no offense but you guys are a wreck. Billie Joe can barely move and now Mike." said Adrienne. <br />"No we're okay." said Mike, Tre, and Billie Joe together. <br />They ended up only doing a few songs at the benefit show since there were many other artists there as well. They did songs like "Chump and Longview", "Basket Case", "Disappearing Boy", "2,000 Light years away", "One of Lies", "Pulling Teeth", and "F.O.D". After that they went to their hotel. Billie Joe and Adrienne arrived to their room and settled in a bit. Billie Joe was very quiet and quite melancholy and Adrienne was getting quite concerned.
<br />"Billie please talk to me what is going on with you?" asked Adrienne taking a seat ext to Billie Joe who sat there staring at the nauseating carpet they have in hotels. Billie Joe felt the bed sink next to him. It seemed as if he was snatched out of a deep thought. <br />"Adie nothing is wrong." said Billie Joe very annoyed kind of toe like he just wanted to be left alone.<br />"Everything isn't okay your very quiet I'm worried about you." said Adrienne placing her hand on top of Billie Joe's.<br />"Well let's see how you will feel when you get the fucking shit beat out of you." said Billie Joe getting up very quickly.
<br />"Billie I understand that you're are hurting, but I think there's more then that please just talk-" said Adrienne calmly.<br />"No Adie you don't understand! Just leave me alone!" said Billie Joe leaving her behind and slamming the hotel door behind him. Adrienne didn't know whether to chase after him or to let him cool down a bit. She decided to let him go off for a little while to clear his mind.
<br />Billie Joe walked town the hallway running his hands through his hair. He bumped into someone. He looked up and it was Mike.<br />"Hey." said Mike.
<br />"Hey."<br />"Are doing okay?" asked Mike.<br />"Why is everyone bothering me!? Just leave me alone!" said Billie Joe.<br />"Billie everyone is worried about you. You won't talk to Adrienne or Tre. Will you at least talk to your best friend? I mean if you can't talk to the love of your life or Tre at least your best friend?" asked Mike.<br />"I have to go." said Billie Joe shoving Mike aside.
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<p>He decided to go down to the bar in the hotel. He sat there smelling the smell of smoke and burning cigarettes. He sat there staring into his drink as if it where a crystal ball or something, something that could help his problems disappear. He was disturbed by these thought when someone tapped him. He shut his eyes for a second in frustration he assumed it was either Mike, Tre, or Adie but it wasn't. It was a girl maybe in her early twenties around his age.
<br />"Hey." she said with a smirk on her face and a spark in her eye.<br />"Um hi." said Billie Joe.<br />"So you're in that band Green Day." she said still with a devilish spark in her eye.<br />"Um ya." he said.<br />"You don't look so good. What's wrong?" she asked.<br />"I have a lot on my mind and I'm kind of upset and depressed in away I really don't know what I feel." said Billie Joe rubbing his eyes in frustration again.<br />"Aw that's too bad. Ya know though I could fix that." she said with a mischievous grin on her face raising his eyebrows and biting her bottom lip. "If you know what I mean I'm I room 429 if you want a little excitement tonight."<br />"Do you even know my name?" asked Billie Joe.<br />"Billie Joel or something like that right?" <br />"Um try Billie Joe." said Billie Joe kind of giving her a pathetic kind of look.<br />"Well the offer still stands." she said edging closer and closer to Billie Joe.<br />"Ya umm I'm married to um my wife who is very pregnant." said Billie Joe.<br />"I can keep a secret." she whispered in his ear putting one arm around him and the other running her fingers down the side of his face. Billie Joe could still feel the warmness of her breath in his ear.<br />"Yeah um I'm going to go now." said Billie Joe getting up rather quickly throwing random money on the table.</p>
<p>For a few seconds Billie Joe was kinda creeped out by the chick back in the bar, but then all the other emotions started flooding back in his head. He decided to go on the roof since they did have a roof you could go on at the hotel, it might end up being that last place he goes.<br /> He lit a cigarette the second he got up there. He watched the smoke leave the cigarette and exhaled the smoke he inhaled. He sat at the edge of the roof and looked down the 28 stories below him. Then he looked out at the Sears tower illuminated in the distance. Was their really any point of living now? He felt like an outcast now. It seemed he had no one everyone back home the fan base they used to have would rather have them all get in a fatal car crash. Those guys that beat Billie Joe up where once his friends they probably thought he was dead, Hell Billie Joe thought he was dead. Was all of this torture worth this? Should he take the easy way out? He was growing weak. He had a child on the way that now he was going to be responsible for. He has either being beat down for getting famous or someone wanted to fucking rape him or something when they don't even know his fucking name! His cigarette was now at it's end just like Billie Joe was. His foot was dangling off the edge of the building swinging back and forth. His other leg being occupied by his resting elbow which was occupied as well by his head that was resting in it. He took one last hit of the cigarette and flicked it and watched it fall down. Then everything clicked in. What if he jumped off the building? He was weak, desperate, despondent, destroyed, isolated, ad just sick of all this shit. He thought one last second was he really going to take his own life away? Then he thought to himself<br />"Could things get better?" <br />"No their just going to get fucking worse this world is fucking sick and I'm sick of it." he said throwing the remainder pack of his cigarettes off into the open where it was now gone. His decision was final he was going to take the easy way out. He was going to jump off the building then all of his problems will disappear and he doesn't have to be outraged, dejected, and all the bastards would be buried deep with his identity. He stood up felt the cold air whip him in the face as he looked down at the hard concrete below him. In a way it was like welcoming arms to him. His mind was made. He was going to jump off the building and kill himself.</p>
"Is Billie okay? He seems so indultant. Tre and me are worried about him." said Mike. Adrienne bit her bottom lip and nodded. <br />"Me too Mike me too."
As they were walking in the airport there was mass chaos. Either their were people screaming for them or their were people from the flight from Oakland giving them looks that could kill. One guy pushed Mike on the way out mumbling "Sellout". Suddenly Adrienne, Tre, and Billie Joe see Mike on the ground grasping for air breathing very heavily. He clutched his chest in pain. Billie Joe instantly dropped his stuff and attended to his friend. <br />"Mike!....Mike!.... Are you okay?" asked Billie Joe trying to help him. Mike was still breathing very heavily. He was now shaking too his eyes dilated. He laid down on the sticky airport floor for a second catching his breath. There was no a large crowd around them. Billie Joe sat next to Mike's side along with Tre and Adrienne. After some paramedics from the airport made sure everything was okay they were free to go. They think he may have had a bad panic attack. <br />"I think you guys should maybe not do the show. I mean no offense but you guys are a wreck. Billie Joe can barely move and now Mike." said Adrienne. <br />"No we're okay." said Mike, Tre, and Billie Joe together. <br />They ended up only doing a few songs at the benefit show since there were many other artists there as well. They did songs like "Chump and Longview", "Basket Case", "Disappearing Boy", "2,000 Light years away", "One of Lies", "Pulling Teeth", and "F.O.D". After that they went to their hotel. Billie Joe and Adrienne arrived to their room and settled in a bit. Billie Joe was very quiet and quite melancholy and Adrienne was getting quite concerned.
<br />"Billie please talk to me what is going on with you?" asked Adrienne taking a seat ext to Billie Joe who sat there staring at the nauseating carpet they have in hotels. Billie Joe felt the bed sink next to him. It seemed as if he was snatched out of a deep thought. <br />"Adie nothing is wrong." said Billie Joe very annoyed kind of toe like he just wanted to be left alone.<br />"Everything isn't okay your very quiet I'm worried about you." said Adrienne placing her hand on top of Billie Joe's.<br />"Well let's see how you will feel when you get the fucking shit beat out of you." said Billie Joe getting up very quickly.
<br />"Billie I understand that you're are hurting, but I think there's more then that please just talk-" said Adrienne calmly.<br />"No Adie you don't understand! Just leave me alone!" said Billie Joe leaving her behind and slamming the hotel door behind him. Adrienne didn't know whether to chase after him or to let him cool down a bit. She decided to let him go off for a little while to clear his mind.
<br />Billie Joe walked town the hallway running his hands through his hair. He bumped into someone. He looked up and it was Mike.<br />"Hey." said Mike.
<br />"Hey."<br />"Are doing okay?" asked Mike.<br />"Why is everyone bothering me!? Just leave me alone!" said Billie Joe.<br />"Billie everyone is worried about you. You won't talk to Adrienne or Tre. Will you at least talk to your best friend? I mean if you can't talk to the love of your life or Tre at least your best friend?" asked Mike.<br />"I have to go." said Billie Joe shoving Mike aside.
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<p>He decided to go down to the bar in the hotel. He sat there smelling the smell of smoke and burning cigarettes. He sat there staring into his drink as if it where a crystal ball or something, something that could help his problems disappear. He was disturbed by these thought when someone tapped him. He shut his eyes for a second in frustration he assumed it was either Mike, Tre, or Adie but it wasn't. It was a girl maybe in her early twenties around his age.
<br />"Hey." she said with a smirk on her face and a spark in her eye.<br />"Um hi." said Billie Joe.<br />"So you're in that band Green Day." she said still with a devilish spark in her eye.<br />"Um ya." he said.<br />"You don't look so good. What's wrong?" she asked.<br />"I have a lot on my mind and I'm kind of upset and depressed in away I really don't know what I feel." said Billie Joe rubbing his eyes in frustration again.<br />"Aw that's too bad. Ya know though I could fix that." she said with a mischievous grin on her face raising his eyebrows and biting her bottom lip. "If you know what I mean I'm I room 429 if you want a little excitement tonight."<br />"Do you even know my name?" asked Billie Joe.<br />"Billie Joel or something like that right?" <br />"Um try Billie Joe." said Billie Joe kind of giving her a pathetic kind of look.<br />"Well the offer still stands." she said edging closer and closer to Billie Joe.<br />"Ya umm I'm married to um my wife who is very pregnant." said Billie Joe.<br />"I can keep a secret." she whispered in his ear putting one arm around him and the other running her fingers down the side of his face. Billie Joe could still feel the warmness of her breath in his ear.<br />"Yeah um I'm going to go now." said Billie Joe getting up rather quickly throwing random money on the table.</p>
<p>For a few seconds Billie Joe was kinda creeped out by the chick back in the bar, but then all the other emotions started flooding back in his head. He decided to go on the roof since they did have a roof you could go on at the hotel, it might end up being that last place he goes.<br /> He lit a cigarette the second he got up there. He watched the smoke leave the cigarette and exhaled the smoke he inhaled. He sat at the edge of the roof and looked down the 28 stories below him. Then he looked out at the Sears tower illuminated in the distance. Was their really any point of living now? He felt like an outcast now. It seemed he had no one everyone back home the fan base they used to have would rather have them all get in a fatal car crash. Those guys that beat Billie Joe up where once his friends they probably thought he was dead, Hell Billie Joe thought he was dead. Was all of this torture worth this? Should he take the easy way out? He was growing weak. He had a child on the way that now he was going to be responsible for. He has either being beat down for getting famous or someone wanted to fucking rape him or something when they don't even know his fucking name! His cigarette was now at it's end just like Billie Joe was. His foot was dangling off the edge of the building swinging back and forth. His other leg being occupied by his resting elbow which was occupied as well by his head that was resting in it. He took one last hit of the cigarette and flicked it and watched it fall down. Then everything clicked in. What if he jumped off the building? He was weak, desperate, despondent, destroyed, isolated, ad just sick of all this shit. He thought one last second was he really going to take his own life away? Then he thought to himself<br />"Could things get better?" <br />"No their just going to get fucking worse this world is fucking sick and I'm sick of it." he said throwing the remainder pack of his cigarettes off into the open where it was now gone. His decision was final he was going to take the easy way out. He was going to jump off the building then all of his problems will disappear and he doesn't have to be outraged, dejected, and all the bastards would be buried deep with his identity. He stood up felt the cold air whip him in the face as he looked down at the hard concrete below him. In a way it was like welcoming arms to him. His mind was made. He was going to jump off the building and kill himself.</p>
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