Where Do Broken Hearts Go?, chapter 5
"Well here we are." Billie Joe said looking at me. "You look nervous." Nervous was the understatement of the century. I could literally feel my heart in my throat.
"Yea I'm ok....er....is having the sensation that you're going to vomit everywhere normal though?" I asked him. He laughed at first, but after seeing my face he abruptly stopped. He put his hand on my shoulder and massaged it.
"Don't worry Charlie. Everything's gonna be ok....unless of course she thinks I'm crazy. That could pose a problem."
"That is NOT funny." I told him.
"Look on the bright side. At least I'd have you to keep me company while I'm in the loony bin." He gave me one of his signature smiles. The mischievous boyish grin that made every girl on the face of the planet, including me, melt. I gave him a warm smile, as he got out of the car and opened my door. I stood up and noticed I was shaking like a leaf. It may not seem like it to you, but contacting your best friend from the "other realm" through a member of Green Day, without making him seem crazy, was a big thing. We walked up the long path leading to the front of her house. I was so nervous that I stopped halfway there and threw up. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to bury my head in a hole, sort of like an ostrich. But Billie didn't make any comments, he just stood there holding my hair back. When I was finally finished Billie went to take me by the hand.
"Your gonna look funny holding no one's hand you know.' I said to him.
"It's ok. You're shaking like a fuckin leaf and I don't want you to keel over and die before we get to her doorstep." He smiled and I ignored the fact that his hand fit perfectly in mine and was warm, without being sweaty. He led me to the doorstep and then released my hand.
"Well here goes." he said looking at me. We both took a deep breath and then he knocked.
"Coming." a voice from inside shouted. Seconds later we heard locks being unlocked and saw the door open. A woman, well no more a woman then I was, opened the door. She looked almost nothing like her picture, and almost nothing like she did when she was 18. She was about 5'3 with long dark purply red hair accented by blondeish red streaks. She was wearing a black and red plaid skirt, a black top and a pair of boots. Still the same old Taylor from 5 years ago, I thought. Right away she spotted Billie Joe and her eyes went wide. She stepped away from the door and motioned for him to come in. As soon as the door was closed she pointed to him, eyes wide mouth gaping and said, "Holy fuck you're Billie Joe Armstrong." Billie, who was used to getting that laughed and said "Well whaddya know! I am!" She looked around as if seeing if this was actually real or if it was all just a dream. Her eyes came to me, or where I was standing anyways and all of a sudden she screamed.
"Cha...Cha...Cha....Char..? Oh my God." she said. She was breathing heavily, as if she was getting ready to hyperventilate.
"Whoa?! You mean you can SEE her?" Billie Joe said glancing at me.
"Of course I can see her! She's...she's...DAMNIT THIS IS ONE SICK JOKE." she shouted pointing at Billie Joe. She continued to rant and babble uncontrollably. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her like I did when she would spaz out of control while I was alive.
"Tay...It's me...Charlie." She shook her head and held my hands, her eyes welling up with tears.
"N...N...No...Ch...Cha...Charlie's dead. She died 5 y...years ago." She was now beginning to sob. Billie started to walk toward us but I shook my head no. He shrugged and sat down on the couch, helping himself to a dish full of creme savers. Taylor was still standing there, her eyes darting back an forth studying my face.
"Tay...I was there when you were 5 at the orphanage and you wet your bed in the middle of the night and I helped u clean up before anyone saw. When we were 13 we both had a crush on Tommy Hazard and you got mad at me because I kissed him." I said, knowing these were things that only I would know.
"It...it is you..." Her voice faded away, and she full out sobbed, which caused me to sob too. We hugged each other and cried our eyes out for a good 10 minutes. Finally we all sat on the couch and Billie explained the entire situation.
"So let me get this straight....I'm not supposed to be able to see you?" she asked me, even though we had been over this thousands of times.
"No, no one but Billie Joe is supposed to be able to see me."
"Then why can I see you?" she asked me.
"WE DON'T KNOW!" Billie and I shouted unanimously. It took about three hours, and me thinking up my angel wings about 5 times to convince her I really was her departed best friend. Finally Tay told us she had to go to work, she owned her own restaurant, so Billie and I left. Taylor gave us her number (even though we had it) and Billie gave her his and she promised to call tomorrow. Billie even promised Taylor that she could come to a recording session and meet Mike. On the drive home I fell asleep, seeing as Taylor's house was so far away from Billie's. Billie nudged me on the shoulder and moved the hair out of my eyes to wake me up. I sat up and yawned then gladly walked into the house.
"Thank you so much Billie Joe. I can't thank you enough. You don't know how much it meant to me...how much I missed her." I said throwing my arms around him. My deep blue eyes met his emerald green one's and our faces close together. Our lips lingered there for a few seconds and then we kissed. His mouth was as sweet as candy, and I knew then that I had just experienced the real heaven. This may be a mistake. But I'm already in over my head so what the hell....let it be the best mistake I've ever made. I thought to myself.
"Yea I'm ok....er....is having the sensation that you're going to vomit everywhere normal though?" I asked him. He laughed at first, but after seeing my face he abruptly stopped. He put his hand on my shoulder and massaged it.
"Don't worry Charlie. Everything's gonna be ok....unless of course she thinks I'm crazy. That could pose a problem."
"That is NOT funny." I told him.
"Look on the bright side. At least I'd have you to keep me company while I'm in the loony bin." He gave me one of his signature smiles. The mischievous boyish grin that made every girl on the face of the planet, including me, melt. I gave him a warm smile, as he got out of the car and opened my door. I stood up and noticed I was shaking like a leaf. It may not seem like it to you, but contacting your best friend from the "other realm" through a member of Green Day, without making him seem crazy, was a big thing. We walked up the long path leading to the front of her house. I was so nervous that I stopped halfway there and threw up. I was so embarrassed that I wanted to bury my head in a hole, sort of like an ostrich. But Billie didn't make any comments, he just stood there holding my hair back. When I was finally finished Billie went to take me by the hand.
"Your gonna look funny holding no one's hand you know.' I said to him.
"It's ok. You're shaking like a fuckin leaf and I don't want you to keel over and die before we get to her doorstep." He smiled and I ignored the fact that his hand fit perfectly in mine and was warm, without being sweaty. He led me to the doorstep and then released my hand.
"Well here goes." he said looking at me. We both took a deep breath and then he knocked.
"Coming." a voice from inside shouted. Seconds later we heard locks being unlocked and saw the door open. A woman, well no more a woman then I was, opened the door. She looked almost nothing like her picture, and almost nothing like she did when she was 18. She was about 5'3 with long dark purply red hair accented by blondeish red streaks. She was wearing a black and red plaid skirt, a black top and a pair of boots. Still the same old Taylor from 5 years ago, I thought. Right away she spotted Billie Joe and her eyes went wide. She stepped away from the door and motioned for him to come in. As soon as the door was closed she pointed to him, eyes wide mouth gaping and said, "Holy fuck you're Billie Joe Armstrong." Billie, who was used to getting that laughed and said "Well whaddya know! I am!" She looked around as if seeing if this was actually real or if it was all just a dream. Her eyes came to me, or where I was standing anyways and all of a sudden she screamed.
"Cha...Cha...Cha....Char..? Oh my God." she said. She was breathing heavily, as if she was getting ready to hyperventilate.
"Whoa?! You mean you can SEE her?" Billie Joe said glancing at me.
"Of course I can see her! She's...she's...DAMNIT THIS IS ONE SICK JOKE." she shouted pointing at Billie Joe. She continued to rant and babble uncontrollably. I grabbed her by the shoulders and shook her like I did when she would spaz out of control while I was alive.
"Tay...It's me...Charlie." She shook her head and held my hands, her eyes welling up with tears.
"N...N...No...Ch...Cha...Charlie's dead. She died 5 y...years ago." She was now beginning to sob. Billie started to walk toward us but I shook my head no. He shrugged and sat down on the couch, helping himself to a dish full of creme savers. Taylor was still standing there, her eyes darting back an forth studying my face.
"Tay...I was there when you were 5 at the orphanage and you wet your bed in the middle of the night and I helped u clean up before anyone saw. When we were 13 we both had a crush on Tommy Hazard and you got mad at me because I kissed him." I said, knowing these were things that only I would know.
"It...it is you..." Her voice faded away, and she full out sobbed, which caused me to sob too. We hugged each other and cried our eyes out for a good 10 minutes. Finally we all sat on the couch and Billie explained the entire situation.
"So let me get this straight....I'm not supposed to be able to see you?" she asked me, even though we had been over this thousands of times.
"No, no one but Billie Joe is supposed to be able to see me."
"Then why can I see you?" she asked me.
"WE DON'T KNOW!" Billie and I shouted unanimously. It took about three hours, and me thinking up my angel wings about 5 times to convince her I really was her departed best friend. Finally Tay told us she had to go to work, she owned her own restaurant, so Billie and I left. Taylor gave us her number (even though we had it) and Billie gave her his and she promised to call tomorrow. Billie even promised Taylor that she could come to a recording session and meet Mike. On the drive home I fell asleep, seeing as Taylor's house was so far away from Billie's. Billie nudged me on the shoulder and moved the hair out of my eyes to wake me up. I sat up and yawned then gladly walked into the house.
"Thank you so much Billie Joe. I can't thank you enough. You don't know how much it meant to me...how much I missed her." I said throwing my arms around him. My deep blue eyes met his emerald green one's and our faces close together. Our lips lingered there for a few seconds and then we kissed. His mouth was as sweet as candy, and I knew then that I had just experienced the real heaven. This may be a mistake. But I'm already in over my head so what the hell....let it be the best mistake I've ever made. I thought to myself.
