Rock And Roll Girlfriend, chapter 14

"Guys... I am pregnant," I said quietly. Emma widened her eyes as Mike rested his head on his knees.

I didn't know what to do. I was waiting for one of them to say something... anything.

"Wow. Want us to get Billie? I'm sure he'd want to know," Mike said, shakily.

"Don't get him just yet. I'll tell him when the time is right."

"Okay then. Me and Ems are gonna go. Call me if you need anything," Mike said, wrapping my in a big hug that only a person who truly cared about you could give.

After they left I flopped on my bed and stared at the ceiling. What did I get myself into? I am not ready to be a mom. I am going to Yale. I am having a life. But I just can't go out and get an abortion though. It is basically murder. I will never forgive myself.

All night I couldn't sleep. I kept on thinking about what will happen. I got up and did the only thing I thought possible. I climbed out my window, threw on a sweatshirt, and went for a walk. I didn't care that I was wearing short-shorts and no shoes. No one is going to pay attention to me.

I was walking for a half hour. I went passed closed stores and houses that had no light in them. I passed clubs and bars filled with people. I decided to turn the corner and walk to Billie Joe's house.

"Hey baby, whatcha doing out this late at night," I heard someone say.

I walked faster but before I knew it, he grabbed my arm. The man was much bigger than me. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth. He then held a knife to my throat and tried to drag me into the woods.

"Hey you! Yes you, you mother fucker, what the fuck do you think you are doing?" I heard a familiar voice call. "Wait, Taylor? You bastard! Let my girlfriend go!" Yes! It was Billie Joe. The man dropped me and ran. I was on the ground in shock.

"B-b-Billie? Is that you," I whimpered. He came over and sat next to me.

"Shh. It's okay. Did he do anything to you?" I shook my head. Well, he scared me, held a knife up to my throat, and then was going to rape me. Life's great isn't it?

Billie Joe drove me home. I climbed back into my room. Billie Joe soon joined me. That moment I was going to tell him about everything, I truly was. I was going to tell him that I was pregnant. I was going to tell him that a letter from Yale was shoved under my bed. An acceptance letter. I was going to tell him that I wanted to be with him the rest of my life. But, I couldn't come to say that. We just cuddled. It was three in the morning. I fell asleep as Billie stroked my back.

***
In the morning, Billie Joe gave me breakfast in bed. Actually, my mom made it, but Billie was being nice today.

"Thank you baby," I said, kissing Billie on the cheek.

"No problem. Anything for you. I have some really good news. In May, which is like two months from now, the boys and I are going on tour. Can you believe it? We are going across the US and Europe too! Isn't that awesome? Anyway, I was wondering, do you want to come? It will only last till like November or something. Please baby?" Billie Joe made a puppy dog face.

"What? A tour? Billie, I don' think I can go." I felt guilty. If he is on tour, he shouldn't have to worry about me.

"Why can't you go?" Billie asked. I was going to tell him half of the truth.

"It's because I got into Yale." He looked at me smiling.

"That's great baby! That's ok if you can't come for that reason. I thought you were going to say that you were pregnant or something like that. Wow. Good thing though, because kids are way to much for a nineteen year old to handle," Billie said as he put his arm around my shoulder. Shit. I could never tell him about me being pregnant. I just can't!

"Nope. No way am I pregnant," I lied. Billie and I kept talking as I finished my breakfast.

***
May rolled around so quickly. Billie Joe and didn't want to break up. Maybe after tour I will tell him, because by then the baby will be born.

I was helping Billie Joe pack when all of a sudden a pair of his boxers flew at my face.

"Eww, Billie! Why did you do that?"

"You like my boxers, don't lie." Billie wrapped me in a hug and kissed me. He laid me down on his bed and things started to get more intense. His hand reached for my belt buckle.

"Billie Joe, no." I stopped him. He didn't look at me. He sat up and ran his fingers through his hair trying to fix it but it only made things worse. We continued to pack in silence.

"I think we should take a break when you're on tour!" I blurted.

"Do you think that it's best," Billie Joe asked me a minute later, looking like he was going to cry.

"Yeah, I really do. I love you though." Billie Joe hugged me.

An hour later, the doorbell rang.

"Hello bitches!" Tre yelled as he came in. They all agreed to meet up at Billie Joe's house to leave for tour.

"Hey Tre. What's up?" I asked him as he was kissing his reflection in Billie's mirror.

"Ah, nothing much. I bought lotsa condoms because being on tour means non stop girls throwing themselves at you, wanted you to make sweet love to them. Not that it doesn't happen to me here." Tre was now dragging Billie's bag out by the front door.

"Oh sure, Tre. I want to have a long steamy night of passion with you," Billie Joe said.

"See? Even the guys want me." I shook my head as Mike came in through the front door.

"Yeah, we're leaving now," Mike said.

Tre and Mike went outside. Billie Joe took me in his arms.

"I will never forget you. I love you now and forever," Billie Joe said. A felt one of his tears on his face. We shared one long, intense kiss. That was the last kiss we were going to have for a long time. That much time apart changes everything though... .