Redundant, chapter 16
*Billie Joe's Point of View*
Please don't leave me, Adrienne!
Good bye, Billie Joe Armstrong.
I can't live on like this anymore!
*BANG!*
Oh my god! I am an idiot for leaving you! It's my entire fault...
"Oh shit. It was a dream," I murmured to myself "If only I was dead..."
I climbed out of bed and looked around my room. The only thoughts I had in my head were about Adrienne. Her last words to me echoed through my mind. To get them out of my mind, I tried to search for her through my window. The cherry blossom trees and the house behind us were in the way.
I looked away from the window and noticed something on my desk. It was a gold necklace with half a heart on it. Adrienne never gave it to me so it must have been her necklace. It looked like that the heart was snapped in half and was given to someone else. I picked up the necklace and had a closer look at it. I held the necklace in my hand and put it in the pocket on my pants that were lying on the end of my bed. I had to do something to make her love me again...
*Adrienne's Point of View*
As I was walking, I still couldn't get over the fact that Billie Joe never told me that he was in a band. The fabric of my life was torn apart when I heard Mike talking about it. Billie Joe told me most of his secrets that weren't too embarrassing. But I didn't want to go back. I was happy by myself.
I continued to walk but stopped in the middle of the road. I saw someone walk up to me.
Taylor.
"Addie, why are you alone?" he said, attempting to talk in a sad tone of voice. I turned away from him.
"Why do you care?" I answered back.
He got pissed off. He grabbed me by the arms and rotated my body so I was facing him. He held onto my arms tightly. I struggled to release myself but he was too strong.
"Answer my question sexy ass!" he yelled in my face. His teeth were all yellow and red. By looking at the blood in his mouth, I could tell why he killed my parents.
The gothic bastard.
But I still refused to answer him.
"Are you going to answer my question or am I going to have to stab Billie Joe in the heart?!" he literally screamed in my face, still holding on to my arms.
As he yelled, spit fell on my face and ran down my shirt. It went between my breasts. The feeling made me shiver as the saliva continued to slide down the crack in my breasts and onto my 'starting to get fat' belly.
I finally released my arms and punched him in the face. There was a pool of blood under him. He was lying on the floor.
"I am sick of the way you treat me Gaylor," I insulted "treating me like your sex toy and like every one has died and it's just us left."
He let out a low murmur then got up. Except for the blood falling out of his nose, he looked fine.
"That's because it's my plan for the future," he began "It's called 'World Domination' and I'm going to achieve in this then we'll have everything we have ever wanted! You won't need Billie Low anymore!"
Though I didn't love Billie Joe anymore, I still wanted to hurt him again for the insult but my hand felt numb.
"But I don't need him!" I said, attempting to punch him again "we split up yesterday!"
I froze when I said that. I shouldn't have said that. He started to laugh. He began with a low murmur then it gradually turned into an evil one.
"Don't you get it, sex toy?" he yelled with laughter "You're mine! You can't change that!"
He grabbed me by the arms again and gave me a sloppy kiss on the lips. Then he let go of my arms then grabbed them both in one hand. With his other hand, he started unbuttoning my shirt, continuing to kiss me. He got the last button off then tried to unhook my bra. He unhooked it quickly then grabbed my breast. He dragged me to the sidewalk and held me against a wall. He released one of my arms but held it with the hand that was holding my breast. He held both arms against the wall and started kissing me down my chest. He left love bites on my tits as he started sucking on them.
But I couldn't release myself. I felt weak. He finally stopped sucking on me and he released me. He gave me an evil smile.
"That was fun," he said "we should do it again sometime."
He started to walk off. I quickly hooked my bra and did my buttons again. I tried to pull my mobile out of my pocket but I didn't have it. I must have left it at Billie Joe's.
Why was I born? I wish I was dead...
Please don't leave me, Adrienne!
Good bye, Billie Joe Armstrong.
I can't live on like this anymore!
*BANG!*
Oh my god! I am an idiot for leaving you! It's my entire fault...
"Oh shit. It was a dream," I murmured to myself "If only I was dead..."
I climbed out of bed and looked around my room. The only thoughts I had in my head were about Adrienne. Her last words to me echoed through my mind. To get them out of my mind, I tried to search for her through my window. The cherry blossom trees and the house behind us were in the way.
I looked away from the window and noticed something on my desk. It was a gold necklace with half a heart on it. Adrienne never gave it to me so it must have been her necklace. It looked like that the heart was snapped in half and was given to someone else. I picked up the necklace and had a closer look at it. I held the necklace in my hand and put it in the pocket on my pants that were lying on the end of my bed. I had to do something to make her love me again...
*Adrienne's Point of View*
As I was walking, I still couldn't get over the fact that Billie Joe never told me that he was in a band. The fabric of my life was torn apart when I heard Mike talking about it. Billie Joe told me most of his secrets that weren't too embarrassing. But I didn't want to go back. I was happy by myself.
I continued to walk but stopped in the middle of the road. I saw someone walk up to me.
Taylor.
"Addie, why are you alone?" he said, attempting to talk in a sad tone of voice. I turned away from him.
"Why do you care?" I answered back.
He got pissed off. He grabbed me by the arms and rotated my body so I was facing him. He held onto my arms tightly. I struggled to release myself but he was too strong.
"Answer my question sexy ass!" he yelled in my face. His teeth were all yellow and red. By looking at the blood in his mouth, I could tell why he killed my parents.
The gothic bastard.
But I still refused to answer him.
"Are you going to answer my question or am I going to have to stab Billie Joe in the heart?!" he literally screamed in my face, still holding on to my arms.
As he yelled, spit fell on my face and ran down my shirt. It went between my breasts. The feeling made me shiver as the saliva continued to slide down the crack in my breasts and onto my 'starting to get fat' belly.
I finally released my arms and punched him in the face. There was a pool of blood under him. He was lying on the floor.
"I am sick of the way you treat me Gaylor," I insulted "treating me like your sex toy and like every one has died and it's just us left."
He let out a low murmur then got up. Except for the blood falling out of his nose, he looked fine.
"That's because it's my plan for the future," he began "It's called 'World Domination' and I'm going to achieve in this then we'll have everything we have ever wanted! You won't need Billie Low anymore!"
Though I didn't love Billie Joe anymore, I still wanted to hurt him again for the insult but my hand felt numb.
"But I don't need him!" I said, attempting to punch him again "we split up yesterday!"
I froze when I said that. I shouldn't have said that. He started to laugh. He began with a low murmur then it gradually turned into an evil one.
"Don't you get it, sex toy?" he yelled with laughter "You're mine! You can't change that!"
He grabbed me by the arms again and gave me a sloppy kiss on the lips. Then he let go of my arms then grabbed them both in one hand. With his other hand, he started unbuttoning my shirt, continuing to kiss me. He got the last button off then tried to unhook my bra. He unhooked it quickly then grabbed my breast. He dragged me to the sidewalk and held me against a wall. He released one of my arms but held it with the hand that was holding my breast. He held both arms against the wall and started kissing me down my chest. He left love bites on my tits as he started sucking on them.
But I couldn't release myself. I felt weak. He finally stopped sucking on me and he released me. He gave me an evil smile.
"That was fun," he said "we should do it again sometime."
He started to walk off. I quickly hooked my bra and did my buttons again. I tried to pull my mobile out of my pocket but I didn't have it. I must have left it at Billie Joe's.
Why was I born? I wish I was dead...
