All My Thoughts Were Only Of You, chapter 2

I'm walking down a street, where I don't even know where it will lead me too. Then I hear loud music coming from up the street. I have this feeling that I need to find this house. I walk faster and faster. The music gets louder and louder. I finally find the house where the music is coming from. I don't know how but, I just know this is Billie Joe's house. I'm just standing there, like an idiot, listening to them rehearse. His band sounds great! About fifteen minutes later they finally stop. I look at my watch and its 6:15. Billie Joe is going to pick me up in 45 minutes! I didn't want to wear the same thing I wore to school, but I didn't want to go home just yet. I couldn't decide. Well, whatever I had to do, I had to hurry, there is no time to waste. Well, I finally decided to go home, but no one would know I am there. When I get to my house, I looked around to see if I can climb up anything to get to my room. Fuck. The tree didn't reach high enough. We moved into a three story house. The tree reached up to the bathroom. I decided to climb the tree into the bathroom, hopefully my Mom or my dad was in it. I didn't have trouble opening the window, at all. I open the door to go into the hallway and I'm standing face to face with my Mom. Shit, I'm such a dumb ass! "Well, well, well, looks whose back! Where did you go for an hour?" she sounded just like a bitch from school, who I wanted to slap. "I took a walk, I needed to change my clothes, I'm going out," my voice is quiet, I'm not in the mood for arguing with her. I walk in my room and look at the clothes I have lying on my mattress. My Mom is standing in the door way looking at me. I change my clothes, and fix my hair. I look around in my empty to look my makeup bag. It was here this morning! "Mom, where's my makeup bag?" my Mom could tell I didn't have time for her annoyance. Ha, my Mom didn't take it, it was covered by a rag. "So, where are you going tonight?" my Mom asked. I laughed to myself. I'm really curious, when did my Mom start acting interested in my life? I didn't want to start something so I just told her I'm going to see some guys band. "You know I should ground you, but I'm not," my Mom smiles. She's trying to get me to like her now. Maybe if she says sorry for slapping me. "Why would you ground me? I did worse things then this, and I never been grounded in my life. Why start now?" I didn't raise my voice at all. I'm actually trying to be calm. "I'm not a good Mom, you needed to be disciplined. I didn't raise you right," my Mom shockingly sounded calm also. Where was she getting this from? Then I hear the doorbell ring. I jump up and start running down the stairs. My Mom follows. "Whose picking you up?" she asked. "Billie Joe," I responded. My Mom had a confused face, "who?" I opened the door, there was Billie Joe, he smiled. "Hi, I'm Jenny's Mom. You can call me, Lizzie," my Mom tried to sound all cool, it was a little funny. "Hey, um, ready to go?" he asked. "Yep," I answered. My dad always hated when I said, yep, or yup, or yeah, he didn't see why I just couldn't say yes. We get into his car, and he lights a cigarette. He offers me one. "Please!" I say very enthusiastically. I don't usually smoke that often, but sometimes I do. I'm not addicted like my Mom is. "Rough day?" Billie Joe hands me one. I laugh to myself, "Yeah, quite interesting school. How can you stand it?" Now Billie Joe is the one that is laughing, "I don't care about what goes on at school. All I really care about is my band. I told you, I'm not going to college." What I heard from his garage, his band sounded really good. "I bet you, your band will be famous someday. I'm sure of it," I try to make me sound real convincing. We pull up in a the parking lot, its so crowded! "We get special parking in the back!" he jokes around like its the best thing ever. Billie Joe's friend is at the door. "Hey Billie! Who did you bring?" His friend is checking me, he looked up and smiled at Billie Joe. Billie Joe gives him a cut it out look. I introduce myself, because somehow Billie Joe is being shy, "I'm Jenny Gellar, I'm new here." Billie Joe nods. Does he always get shy when he brings a girl here? "Cool, I'm Mike. I'm the bass player in Sweet Children." We are all talking and laughing with their drummer Al too. They are all cool, and hilarious. Then it was time for them to perform. I couldn't wait. It starts to get really loud, people are screaming when the guy is introducing them. Billie Joe whispers in my ear, "tell the guy at the bar that your with me, he will give you free drinks, OK?" I nod and he runs off to go on stage. I go out to the crowded area, and I love being at concerts, I love the loudness. I only had two beers, I think. I went in the Mosh Pit like I usually do. They were performing for two hours! They were so great. When they were done, Al and Mike got drunk, not Billie Joe. The last time I got drunk, was with my friends, Michelle, and Vicki. My dad beat me. Wonder what he will do this time.

Billie Joe pulls up by my house, "We're here. So, uh, did you have fun?" It took awhile to realize that he was talking to me. "Yeah! I loved it! You guys were fucking awesome!" Billie Joe laughed. "I'm really drunk aren't I?" I laughed, and then got serious. I can't get drunk. "Yeah, um sorry. Your gonna get in major shit, aren't you?" I nodded. I opened the door. I had to get it over with. I got out of the car and fell down. Billie Joe got out and helped me to the door. "I can't go this way, I got to climb up there." I pointed up, but not near the tree. Billie Joe looked around and saw the tree. "I-I can't get you up there, and I'm not letting you climb that!" he insisted. "You can stay with me tonight," he asked, shyly. I can't see because its dark, but I know he's blushing. I laughed. "I got drunk, and stayed over at a guys house! Now I think I would get in more shit for that! Lets go." Billie Joe is confused, "You just said you will get in more shit! Your confusing me, Jen." Billie Joe drags me over to his car. I start to laugh, "Now, Billie, even though I'm drunk, doesn't mean we can do anything dirty!" Once again, I know he blushed. Billie Joe laughed anyways.

My head hurts so much. "Oh, my God! My head!" I whined. I looked around, where am I? I'm on someone else's couch. I look over at another couch and see some other guy. Oh, my God, I spent over at Billie Joe's house! I look for my cell phone. The words on the screen looked blurry. I could finally read it. Two missed calls. Two from my house. "Fuck!" I screamed. Billie Joe woke up. He looked at me. Then, some lady comes out from the hall all cheery. "Well, hello, you must be Billie Joe's girlfriend! I'm Ollie, his Mom!'' His girlfriend? Oh, God, I hate when parents think when I'm a guys girlfriend. Well, being Billie Joe's girlfriend might won't be too bad. "Nice meeting you, Ollie," I tried to sound cheery but my voice is almost gone. The first voice mail was from my Mom, "Jen, its three in the morning, where are you? Call me when you get this please, before your dad gets home!" My Mom sounded worried, well of course I would be worried if I had a kid and done the same. God I'm such a dumb ass! The second was from my dad, "Jenny, its five in the morning! Your Mom told me you went out, with some guy. Where the fuck are you? I'm going to kick your fucking ass when you come home!" My dad was furious. I took a deep breath. Billie Joe's Mom left us in the house alone. I looked at Billie Joe, "I hate hangovers!" Billie Joe laughs, "tell me about it!" We both laughed. "Can I live with you?" I whined. Billie Joe smiled, "Sorry Jen, you have to go home soon." I sunk my face in the couch and screamed, "NOOO!!'' An hour later Billie Joe takes me home. His car is just sitting there. "Ready to go in yet?" he asked. "No, give me five minutes," I commanded. Ten minutes passed, "Ready!" I look at my house. Its huge. Way bigger then the one we lived in Chicago. I turn back to him, "come with me." Billie Joe eyes get wide. He's probably thinking I'm crazy, "What? Jen, I can't! Sorry but-" I cut him off, "please, protect me, please?" I started to cry. I was scared of my own dad. We both get out of the car. I get my key out and look around in my house. The house was quiet. I hated it. I hated the silence. "Get over here!" I heard my dad command. I jumped. Billie Joe held me, "go, don't worry." I start walking towards the living the room. My Mom and dad both were sitting. My dad looks at me, and then Billie Joe. My Mom gave me a why did you do that look. I could tell my Mom thought it was a mistake to bring Billie Joe in, but I knew it wasn't. My Mom was crying all night, I knew she was. My dad probably hurt her for letting me go out. "So, let me guess, this new boyfriend of yours got you drunk and brought you home. And only God knows what he did to you. Your a foolish, dumb ass bitch, who doesn't know shit. Just like your mother!" my dad raised his voice, I had goose bumps all over this time. I cleared my throat and starting crying, "No. I got myself drunk. I made him bring me to his house and I slept on the couch. Don't talk to me or Mom like that!" I starting shaking more and more. My dad got up and started screaming, "Don't tell me how to speak to you or your goddamn mother, you bitch!" Ouch, he slapped me. I started to bleed. My Mom was crying. I hugged Billie Joe. "Sorry, sir, that wasn't necessary," Billie Joe said. I looked up at him. Bad mistake, Billie. My dad looked at him. He slapped him but not as hard. Billie Joe pushed me over into the kitchen, "this is way more serious, then I thought." I sat on the floor crying, my Mom was in the chair crying still also. "Get the fuck out of here! Both of you! Get out!" Billie Joe grabbed my hand and we went into the car. We didn't say anything to each other for the whole two minute car ride. I was still crying. We were parked in front of his house. "Well, looks like your staying with me, until we get your dad's situation figured out!"