What Goes Around Is Coming Back And Haunting You, chapter 3
I kept thinking about Adie and the kids. I wasn't sure about them. I kept thinking about a lot of things. Then suddenly my phone rang. I went to answer it. It was Mike.
"Yeah Mike?"
"Billie, last time you called me, Did I say I was in Berkley or Oakland?"
"Berkley."
"Aw...Fuck!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"I'm not sure where the hell I am!"
"No shit. You're in Berkley."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"Ok. I'll look at the addresses on my stash of envelopes...Oakland...told you!"
"Ok. Then why did you tell me you were in Berkley?"
"I don't know."
"Alright Mike. You're fucking crazy. What was the point of this phonecall?"
"I don't know."
Mike hung up. This was so weird. I was so confused. I went back to thinking about Adie. Did I want her back? We had a fight the day before I left to Los Angeles for the concert. I didn't know what to think. I just fell asleep.
**9:23 (to be exact) the next morning**
I had woken up and a horrible nightmare had somehow convinced me that I was in Oakland. I needed to clear my mind. So I went for a walk in the park. I kept walkign until I found some seats. I sat down and made a decision. I knew I could never trust Adie anymore. I deleted her number from my phone. I sat there for what seemed like hours, i looked at my watch and it was only 10 am. I could her people walking by saying "Isn't that Billie Joe Armstrong? Oh my god he looks so sad." I ignored them. Suddenly someone had come and sat next to me.
"Yeah Mike?"
"Billie, last time you called me, Did I say I was in Berkley or Oakland?"
"Berkley."
"Aw...Fuck!"
"What? What's wrong?"
"I'm not sure where the hell I am!"
"No shit. You're in Berkley."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"No I'm not."
"Yes you are."
"Ok. I'll look at the addresses on my stash of envelopes...Oakland...told you!"
"Ok. Then why did you tell me you were in Berkley?"
"I don't know."
"Alright Mike. You're fucking crazy. What was the point of this phonecall?"
"I don't know."
Mike hung up. This was so weird. I was so confused. I went back to thinking about Adie. Did I want her back? We had a fight the day before I left to Los Angeles for the concert. I didn't know what to think. I just fell asleep.
**9:23 (to be exact) the next morning**
I had woken up and a horrible nightmare had somehow convinced me that I was in Oakland. I needed to clear my mind. So I went for a walk in the park. I kept walkign until I found some seats. I sat down and made a decision. I knew I could never trust Adie anymore. I deleted her number from my phone. I sat there for what seemed like hours, i looked at my watch and it was only 10 am. I could her people walking by saying "Isn't that Billie Joe Armstrong? Oh my god he looks so sad." I ignored them. Suddenly someone had come and sat next to me.
