Only of You, chapter 2
Wiping the Tears from Her Eyes
***Flash Back from Part 1***
1998 U.S.A Driving to Piedmont California from Berkeley
I couldn't believe that I was moving. I couldn't move but my dad was overreacting too much for me to argue. I hadn't spoken to him for nearly 2 months since he had chased Billie Joe around the garden for 2 reasons; he had found the pregnancy test in my bedroom and listened to me and Billie Joe's conversation and the second reason was because he found out me and Billie Joe and me had got married. Adie and Billie Joe had got a divorce just before he proposed to me and had left Adie with her unborn baby who has nearly a month to go before she gives birth. It is really unfair and harsh on Adrienne but life is in the end. Anyway, Billie had told me him and Adie hadn't been going smoothly for a long while.
My dad had never liked Billie Joe and the idea that I was married to him and pregnant with his baby. He was angry and so was I.
We were all driving to our new home in Ohio Texas which was really fucking great; that was me being sarcastic. I was so unhappy; being away from Billie Joe and Jakob was torture! I was listening to 'Insomniac' and was ignoring all the rest of my family in the car. I was so pissed off! I wished I could just jump out of the freaking car and run all the way back to Berkeley; I would do all of that! I was about to move into Billie's house before dad fucking dragged me out here.
I took out my mobile phone and punched in Billie's home phone number. It was ringing.
Then Jakob picked up.
"Hello?" he asked in his tiny voice, Billie Joe's voice in the background telling him to give him the phone. They were watching a movie; I could hear it in the background.
"Hi Jake its Ailene. Can I talk to Billie Joe please?" I asked, smiling for the first time in hours.
My dad sighed loudly in the front and whispered "dick" over and over. My mom turned around in her seat and watched me. She didn't mind that I was in love, she wanted to me have what I wanted but dad was too stubborn and she knew what he could do to get his way. Me and my dad were just like each other; that was why we didn't get on.
"Hello?" Billie Joe asked after he finished laughing with Jake.
"Hi baby it's me" I said.
"Oh, hi honey, how are you?"
"I'm fine now I'm talking to you! And yourself?" I said, avoiding looking at my family. I watched out of the window while I was talking instead; one of the best views at the time.
"I'm OK apart from the fact that you're not here... "
"Same, I really wanna be with you right now but thanks to a dad who won't let me have my own life, I can't be!" I said.
"I'm doing this for your own good, you deserve much better!" my dad shouted to me.
"Actually, no, I deserve what's RIGHT for ME!" I shouted back, taking the phone away from my ear.
"Well... " my dad carried on screaming at me but I just ignored it and made vague, sarcastic remarks like "Yeah, oh, really?"
"Sorry Bill, my dad is trying to ruin my life more than it already is!"
"Don't worry beautiful, we'll be together soon; I prom... "
Suddenly the signal was gone.
"Shit!" I screamed, throwing my phone against the back of my dads car seat. My only contact gone and now I was back to boredom and my dad lecturing me.
"Well, no wonder he put down on you; because he is a selfish bastard who doesn't care about you!"
"I fucking hate you! My husband isn't a bastard, you are more of one than he is and you fucking better believe it! You ruined my life and I'm not going to let you do it anymore! I can have good sex with whoever I want and marry whoever I want, fuck, I can have a baby with whoever I fucking want and the only reason why I am not jumping out of the car door right now is because I'm carrying one!"
"He isn't your husband; you are going to get a divorce!"
"FUCK OFF DAD! Billie Joe is the only husband I will ever love so fuck you!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. I hated him so much. I hated my dad!
When we got to house I was the first one in. I went up my new room and locked myself in there. It wasn't much of a room but had a lovely view out of the window. The sun was setting over the corn field behind the garden.
I threw my stuff in the corner and sat on my bed, head in my hands, breathing heavily. I was going to get out of this shit hole tonight. I was going to hitch a ride back to Berkeley. I was going to.
***Flash Back to Billie Joe's and Ailene's Marriage - 4th March 1998***
It was so dark tonight. We were having a secret wedding. Only my best friend Amy, Mike and Tre were coming to it. We didn't want too many people to know otherwise my dad would find out. All of them promised to keep it a secret. That wouldn't be too good; in fact it would be a fucking tragedy.
The location was a lovely one. I stood in my brides dress, watching the clear night sky and the stars, thinking about the wedding. This was what I wanted to do, I was sure of it. I could make out me and Billie's future in a second. We would get married, have kids, grow old together, have matching burial stones and the whole fucking story that had been going through my mind since I had met him.
Then, I felt hands around my waist. It was Billie Joe. He put his head on my shoulder and watched the sky with me.
"It's a lovely night; not surprised you're out here watching it... It's beautiful, just like you" he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"You know that it's bad luck to see the bride before you get married?" I asked, still smiling.
"How the hell could this be bad luck? I am marrying a woman who I would die for, the only woman I would die for... because I love her" Billie told me. I turned around and put my hands around his shoulders. He looked like a proper groom, my groom.
"Well, I am marrying the only man I could ever marry, the only man I could ever love. If you did die for me, I wouldn't see the point in living... "
He leaned in and kissed me passionately and this was the kiss that settled the fact of truth, faith, the rest of our lives.
"Ailene, do you ever wonder if someone else in the world is getting married, right now, and doing what we are doing, right now?" Billie asked me after we had stopped kissing.
"I'd like to think so... It would be really cool if they were... "
"This was a really good place to come to, the only proper forest to get married in" Billie Joe laughed.
He was right. It was a proper forest; it had the trees, the lovely sky, the not-too-noisy river running by and a priest waiting to wed you right next to it.
"You're right babe" I agreed. He brushed the hair out of my face and kissed me again. "You look so gorgeous tonight"
"Not as gorgeous as you honey" Billie Joe replied.
Suddenly someone coughed.
"Sorry lovers but can I nick the bride for a while?" asked Amy.
"Oh, yeah, sure" Billie Joe said, giving me another kiss before he left to talk with Mike and Tre.
"Well, don't get frisky just yet!" giggled Amy, straightening out my gown.
I smiled. "We weren't getting frisky, we were just chatting" I said, not being able to hide my smile.
"Only jokes. You and Billie Joe are made for each other babes" Amy said, sprucing my hair and checking on my veil. "You both look great!"
"You promise not to tell anyone about this?" I asked.
"Sure, I promise"
Me and Billie Joe stood in front of the priest while Mike, Amy and Tre stood at the far back of the bank. We recited our vows and exchanged the rings.
Then the words I wanted to hear all my life finally rang in my ears:
"You may kiss the bride"
***End of Flash Back***
Everything was quiet in the house. No one was talking. My brother Callum was watching some crappy TV show and I was about to toss my bags out of the window and myself after them. I didn't care; no one could stop me from going back... No one.
I heaved my 3 bags out of the window and started to tie up my bed covers. As soon as they were tightly knotted I threw it out and climbed down it. My mom saw me from the kitchen window but I didn't care and I wondered if she would keep quiet.
I slung both of my bags over my shoulder and walked out of the drive, angry and tired. No one came after me like I thought they would but I was glad.
***1 hour later***
I was sitting in the back of a truck with a drooling German Shepard on the way to Berkeley. I hadn't called my parents yet; mom would have to tell dad that she saw me leave and then they could phone me. I wasn't going to waste my credit and time with someone who was trying to dominate my life.
The truck driver was called James Hamond and his dog was called Danger. He reminded me of Jake; partly because Jakes middle name was Danger but he had the personality of Jake in a way. I hadn't phoned Billie Joe yet.
Suddenly I felt so sick; I leant over the side of the truck and threw up all over the side of the grass verge. It was the baby or either the car ride was fucking with me.
***Another Hour Later from Billie Joe's POV***
I was getting so fucking worried about Ailene. She hadn't phoned since she had lost signal or wherever she had gone.
It was around 10pm and I was about to say goodnight to Jake before he went to sleep.
"Billie, why are you so worried? She's with her parents and nothing else!" Mike asked from the sofa.
"No, there's something else, in fact 2 things I haven't told you bitches!" Billie Joe said. "1-She is going to get out of that shit-hole because I know where she wants to be and she is probably hitching a ride to Berkeley without her parents permission and this would be fine with me if she... if she... wasn't carrying my baby"
"SHIT BILLIE!" Tre shouted. Him and Mike stared at Billie Joe, surprised.
"Uncle Tre stop swearing, daddy could you come upstairs now?"
"Coming chicken!" Billie Joe ran up the stairs. "Hiya Jake, you ready for bed?"
"Yeah" Jake said but he wasn't in bed, in fact, he wasn't even looking at Billie Joe. He was looking out of the window. "Daddy, a girl just got off the back a truck... ."
"What the hell?" Billie Joe asked, looking out of the window too. "FUCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!"
Billie Joe ran downstairs and out of the front door. He needed to check if this was Ailene; he needed to know...
***Ailenes POV***
Billie Joe's house was just down the road but I felt so sick. It had got to be the baby. I knelt down and breathed heavily. I had been carrying the baby for nearly 2 and ½ months and I think it was starting to sink in. Suddenly, I heard a door open and footsteps; they were running. I turned my head around to see who it was.
Billie Joe was running to the end of the driveway.
"Billie... " I yelled, my voice hoarse and croaky. I could still taste the previous vomit in my mouth. It was fucking gross.
"Billie... " but before I could even finish I spewed all over the pavement, 6 times.
I don't know what happened after that but all I could remember was throwing up and how awful the feeling in my stomach was and Billie Joe kneeling beside me, supporting my stomach and asking me if it was the baby. Then I blacked out, completely.
I woke up and felt like absolute shit. I was lying on the living room sofa, my head in Billie Joes lap. He was looking out of the window, almost hazy eyed. I could still taste extra vomit in my mouth and it made me feel like retching again.
"Billie Joe? Can I have a drink?" I croaked.
"Shit, you're awake! Are you OK?" he jumped and stroked my head, brushing the hair out of my eyes.
"No, please can I have a drink honey?" I winced, the pain in my stomach still pounding. My eyes started to water.
Billie Joe put a pillow under my head and ran to the kitchen to fetch a drink.
The pain was so painful that I felt as if the baby was going to punch its way through my stomach with a fucking knife!
Billie Joe ran back to me with my water. Just then I noticed Jake peeking around the door frame of the living room.
"Hi Jake... " I smiled through my hurt.
Billie Joe looked to where I was.
"Jake!"
"Daddy, I'm worried about Ailene and I wanna know what Uncle Mike and Tre were talking about!" Jake complained.
"Where are they; Mike and Tre?"
"They fell asleep"
I laughed; it was kind of funny. Even Billie smiled.
"Bill, he's gonna find out sooner or later and it's better to let him know now... Both of the things he doesn't know" I said.
Billie Joe thought and agreed in his mind that it was the best thing to do.
"Look, Jake, come here" Billie gestured.
Jake walked in cautiously.
"You know that Adrienne, your mommy, is going to have another baby who's going to be your brother?" Billie Joe asked, kneeling next to the sofa with his arm around Jake.
"Uh huh"
"Well, Ailene is going to have a baby... Daddy's baby" Billie Joe said, biting his lip.
"OK, but does that mean mommy isn't going to have one?"
"No, but mommy's baby is going to come soon. But that was what Ailene was being sick over; the baby"
"OH, I get it! So the baby is making Ailene throw up because it's going to come out?" Jake asked.
"Yeah, that's it Jake" I said. "But not now; sometime... And daddy and me are married; we married in secret before I got taken away by my, um, bleep of a dad"
Billie Joe smiled at me. He looked so sweet and lovely. I smiled back. Then I was thought back to my parents!
"FUCK" I suddenly yelled. A leap of pain shot through me and it felt like it was going to break my back.
"Jake, please go upstairs and wake up Uncle Mike and Tre and tell them Billie says to stay upstairs!" Billie Joe said quickly, leading Jake to the door as quickly as he could.
"BILLIE! OH SHIT!" I gasped, this was the worst pain I had ever felt; the pain in my stomach was the worst. I had another pain, in my head, biting at my brain. My parents didn't know where I was.
Billie Joe knelt by me, hands behind his neck, thinking quickly about what he could do.
"Babe, I dunno what to fucking do!"
"Phone... the hospital babe" I shouted. The pain continued and as Billie Joe dialled the number as quickly as he could, under pressure, I fainted.
*** Back to the new house Piedmont***
"KATHRYN WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?!" Ailene's dad yelled at her mom.
"Listen, I don't know, she was in her room all the time!" Kathryn lied, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"She can't just leave quietly without coming down the fucking stairs CAN SHE?" he yelled in her ear, wiping her mug of tea off the table with a loud smash.
Silence... Complete silence apart from her dad's heavy breathing.
"She has her own life now... She has probably gone home to Berkeley... " her mom said, slowly.
"WHAT HOME? HERE IS HER HOME! SHE DOESN'T HAVE A HOME BACK IN FUCKING BERKELEY!"
"She does! With Billie Joe and that is where she is going to stay! I want my daughter to have who she feels love for! Why can't you?"
Michael stormed out of the kitchen and left Ailene's mom in tears. Minutes went by of harsh breaths and sobs. She picked up a knife off the kitchen table and pressed the blade against her wrist. It was cold and hard. She took it away, then bought it back again. Maybe she should be doing what her daughter was doing; escaping. Doing what she wanted, being where she needed...
Ailene's mom took the knife away from her wrist and placed it back on the table with a shaking hand. She sat and cried, her head in her hands...
*** Billie Joe ***
If I had the choice to turn back time and redo my life for all the things I have done that I wish I hadn't, I wouldn't because it would change where I am now. All of this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't done the things I had.
Right now, I am in the hospital, sitting outside my wife's room. She has been out for nearly 2 hours and I am tired. But I will not sleep until I know if she is OK. The doc says he will tell me when the check up is done.
I am fucking scared for Ailene. Tonight was such a surprise. Mike and Tre should be looking after Jake alright. I hope they are; they better be!
Before she blacked out she told me that her parents didn't know where she was but I'm not going to be calling for 3 reasons -
1- Her dad will fucking shout at me
2- They might be angry
3- I am not the one who should be calling
I love my wife. I have loved from the moment she moved next door. I loved her from the moment we were married, from the moment we found out she was pregnant, until now and now, I love her more than ever.
To keep myself awake I am scribbling some lyrics down. Hopefully this will be in one of the albums coming up.
Ailene has been through a lot with me; hard times, good times and not-sure times but it has all paid off. Hopefully, one day, after we've spent the night together in bed, we'll wake up and think about how amazing our time has been, our time in love...
I haven't finished the song yet but I am wondering about the title. It should be one that I am thinking of right now, not one that I have thought of.
From the moment we met until the moment we both die, I will always love Ailene, my rebel, my wife, my love...
"Extraordinary Girl"
***Flash Back from Part 1***
1998 U.S.A Driving to Piedmont California from Berkeley
I couldn't believe that I was moving. I couldn't move but my dad was overreacting too much for me to argue. I hadn't spoken to him for nearly 2 months since he had chased Billie Joe around the garden for 2 reasons; he had found the pregnancy test in my bedroom and listened to me and Billie Joe's conversation and the second reason was because he found out me and Billie Joe and me had got married. Adie and Billie Joe had got a divorce just before he proposed to me and had left Adie with her unborn baby who has nearly a month to go before she gives birth. It is really unfair and harsh on Adrienne but life is in the end. Anyway, Billie had told me him and Adie hadn't been going smoothly for a long while.
My dad had never liked Billie Joe and the idea that I was married to him and pregnant with his baby. He was angry and so was I.
We were all driving to our new home in Ohio Texas which was really fucking great; that was me being sarcastic. I was so unhappy; being away from Billie Joe and Jakob was torture! I was listening to 'Insomniac' and was ignoring all the rest of my family in the car. I was so pissed off! I wished I could just jump out of the freaking car and run all the way back to Berkeley; I would do all of that! I was about to move into Billie's house before dad fucking dragged me out here.
I took out my mobile phone and punched in Billie's home phone number. It was ringing.
Then Jakob picked up.
"Hello?" he asked in his tiny voice, Billie Joe's voice in the background telling him to give him the phone. They were watching a movie; I could hear it in the background.
"Hi Jake its Ailene. Can I talk to Billie Joe please?" I asked, smiling for the first time in hours.
My dad sighed loudly in the front and whispered "dick" over and over. My mom turned around in her seat and watched me. She didn't mind that I was in love, she wanted to me have what I wanted but dad was too stubborn and she knew what he could do to get his way. Me and my dad were just like each other; that was why we didn't get on.
"Hello?" Billie Joe asked after he finished laughing with Jake.
"Hi baby it's me" I said.
"Oh, hi honey, how are you?"
"I'm fine now I'm talking to you! And yourself?" I said, avoiding looking at my family. I watched out of the window while I was talking instead; one of the best views at the time.
"I'm OK apart from the fact that you're not here... "
"Same, I really wanna be with you right now but thanks to a dad who won't let me have my own life, I can't be!" I said.
"I'm doing this for your own good, you deserve much better!" my dad shouted to me.
"Actually, no, I deserve what's RIGHT for ME!" I shouted back, taking the phone away from my ear.
"Well... " my dad carried on screaming at me but I just ignored it and made vague, sarcastic remarks like "Yeah, oh, really?"
"Sorry Bill, my dad is trying to ruin my life more than it already is!"
"Don't worry beautiful, we'll be together soon; I prom... "
Suddenly the signal was gone.
"Shit!" I screamed, throwing my phone against the back of my dads car seat. My only contact gone and now I was back to boredom and my dad lecturing me.
"Well, no wonder he put down on you; because he is a selfish bastard who doesn't care about you!"
"I fucking hate you! My husband isn't a bastard, you are more of one than he is and you fucking better believe it! You ruined my life and I'm not going to let you do it anymore! I can have good sex with whoever I want and marry whoever I want, fuck, I can have a baby with whoever I fucking want and the only reason why I am not jumping out of the car door right now is because I'm carrying one!"
"He isn't your husband; you are going to get a divorce!"
"FUCK OFF DAD! Billie Joe is the only husband I will ever love so fuck you!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face. I hated him so much. I hated my dad!
When we got to house I was the first one in. I went up my new room and locked myself in there. It wasn't much of a room but had a lovely view out of the window. The sun was setting over the corn field behind the garden.
I threw my stuff in the corner and sat on my bed, head in my hands, breathing heavily. I was going to get out of this shit hole tonight. I was going to hitch a ride back to Berkeley. I was going to.
***Flash Back to Billie Joe's and Ailene's Marriage - 4th March 1998***
It was so dark tonight. We were having a secret wedding. Only my best friend Amy, Mike and Tre were coming to it. We didn't want too many people to know otherwise my dad would find out. All of them promised to keep it a secret. That wouldn't be too good; in fact it would be a fucking tragedy.
The location was a lovely one. I stood in my brides dress, watching the clear night sky and the stars, thinking about the wedding. This was what I wanted to do, I was sure of it. I could make out me and Billie's future in a second. We would get married, have kids, grow old together, have matching burial stones and the whole fucking story that had been going through my mind since I had met him.
Then, I felt hands around my waist. It was Billie Joe. He put his head on my shoulder and watched the sky with me.
"It's a lovely night; not surprised you're out here watching it... It's beautiful, just like you" he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"You know that it's bad luck to see the bride before you get married?" I asked, still smiling.
"How the hell could this be bad luck? I am marrying a woman who I would die for, the only woman I would die for... because I love her" Billie told me. I turned around and put my hands around his shoulders. He looked like a proper groom, my groom.
"Well, I am marrying the only man I could ever marry, the only man I could ever love. If you did die for me, I wouldn't see the point in living... "
He leaned in and kissed me passionately and this was the kiss that settled the fact of truth, faith, the rest of our lives.
"Ailene, do you ever wonder if someone else in the world is getting married, right now, and doing what we are doing, right now?" Billie asked me after we had stopped kissing.
"I'd like to think so... It would be really cool if they were... "
"This was a really good place to come to, the only proper forest to get married in" Billie Joe laughed.
He was right. It was a proper forest; it had the trees, the lovely sky, the not-too-noisy river running by and a priest waiting to wed you right next to it.
"You're right babe" I agreed. He brushed the hair out of my face and kissed me again. "You look so gorgeous tonight"
"Not as gorgeous as you honey" Billie Joe replied.
Suddenly someone coughed.
"Sorry lovers but can I nick the bride for a while?" asked Amy.
"Oh, yeah, sure" Billie Joe said, giving me another kiss before he left to talk with Mike and Tre.
"Well, don't get frisky just yet!" giggled Amy, straightening out my gown.
I smiled. "We weren't getting frisky, we were just chatting" I said, not being able to hide my smile.
"Only jokes. You and Billie Joe are made for each other babes" Amy said, sprucing my hair and checking on my veil. "You both look great!"
"You promise not to tell anyone about this?" I asked.
"Sure, I promise"
Me and Billie Joe stood in front of the priest while Mike, Amy and Tre stood at the far back of the bank. We recited our vows and exchanged the rings.
Then the words I wanted to hear all my life finally rang in my ears:
"You may kiss the bride"
***End of Flash Back***
Everything was quiet in the house. No one was talking. My brother Callum was watching some crappy TV show and I was about to toss my bags out of the window and myself after them. I didn't care; no one could stop me from going back... No one.
I heaved my 3 bags out of the window and started to tie up my bed covers. As soon as they were tightly knotted I threw it out and climbed down it. My mom saw me from the kitchen window but I didn't care and I wondered if she would keep quiet.
I slung both of my bags over my shoulder and walked out of the drive, angry and tired. No one came after me like I thought they would but I was glad.
***1 hour later***
I was sitting in the back of a truck with a drooling German Shepard on the way to Berkeley. I hadn't called my parents yet; mom would have to tell dad that she saw me leave and then they could phone me. I wasn't going to waste my credit and time with someone who was trying to dominate my life.
The truck driver was called James Hamond and his dog was called Danger. He reminded me of Jake; partly because Jakes middle name was Danger but he had the personality of Jake in a way. I hadn't phoned Billie Joe yet.
Suddenly I felt so sick; I leant over the side of the truck and threw up all over the side of the grass verge. It was the baby or either the car ride was fucking with me.
***Another Hour Later from Billie Joe's POV***
I was getting so fucking worried about Ailene. She hadn't phoned since she had lost signal or wherever she had gone.
It was around 10pm and I was about to say goodnight to Jake before he went to sleep.
"Billie, why are you so worried? She's with her parents and nothing else!" Mike asked from the sofa.
"No, there's something else, in fact 2 things I haven't told you bitches!" Billie Joe said. "1-She is going to get out of that shit-hole because I know where she wants to be and she is probably hitching a ride to Berkeley without her parents permission and this would be fine with me if she... if she... wasn't carrying my baby"
"SHIT BILLIE!" Tre shouted. Him and Mike stared at Billie Joe, surprised.
"Uncle Tre stop swearing, daddy could you come upstairs now?"
"Coming chicken!" Billie Joe ran up the stairs. "Hiya Jake, you ready for bed?"
"Yeah" Jake said but he wasn't in bed, in fact, he wasn't even looking at Billie Joe. He was looking out of the window. "Daddy, a girl just got off the back a truck... ."
"What the hell?" Billie Joe asked, looking out of the window too. "FUCK-A-DOODLE-DOO!"
Billie Joe ran downstairs and out of the front door. He needed to check if this was Ailene; he needed to know...
***Ailenes POV***
Billie Joe's house was just down the road but I felt so sick. It had got to be the baby. I knelt down and breathed heavily. I had been carrying the baby for nearly 2 and ½ months and I think it was starting to sink in. Suddenly, I heard a door open and footsteps; they were running. I turned my head around to see who it was.
Billie Joe was running to the end of the driveway.
"Billie... " I yelled, my voice hoarse and croaky. I could still taste the previous vomit in my mouth. It was fucking gross.
"Billie... " but before I could even finish I spewed all over the pavement, 6 times.
I don't know what happened after that but all I could remember was throwing up and how awful the feeling in my stomach was and Billie Joe kneeling beside me, supporting my stomach and asking me if it was the baby. Then I blacked out, completely.
I woke up and felt like absolute shit. I was lying on the living room sofa, my head in Billie Joes lap. He was looking out of the window, almost hazy eyed. I could still taste extra vomit in my mouth and it made me feel like retching again.
"Billie Joe? Can I have a drink?" I croaked.
"Shit, you're awake! Are you OK?" he jumped and stroked my head, brushing the hair out of my eyes.
"No, please can I have a drink honey?" I winced, the pain in my stomach still pounding. My eyes started to water.
Billie Joe put a pillow under my head and ran to the kitchen to fetch a drink.
The pain was so painful that I felt as if the baby was going to punch its way through my stomach with a fucking knife!
Billie Joe ran back to me with my water. Just then I noticed Jake peeking around the door frame of the living room.
"Hi Jake... " I smiled through my hurt.
Billie Joe looked to where I was.
"Jake!"
"Daddy, I'm worried about Ailene and I wanna know what Uncle Mike and Tre were talking about!" Jake complained.
"Where are they; Mike and Tre?"
"They fell asleep"
I laughed; it was kind of funny. Even Billie smiled.
"Bill, he's gonna find out sooner or later and it's better to let him know now... Both of the things he doesn't know" I said.
Billie Joe thought and agreed in his mind that it was the best thing to do.
"Look, Jake, come here" Billie gestured.
Jake walked in cautiously.
"You know that Adrienne, your mommy, is going to have another baby who's going to be your brother?" Billie Joe asked, kneeling next to the sofa with his arm around Jake.
"Uh huh"
"Well, Ailene is going to have a baby... Daddy's baby" Billie Joe said, biting his lip.
"OK, but does that mean mommy isn't going to have one?"
"No, but mommy's baby is going to come soon. But that was what Ailene was being sick over; the baby"
"OH, I get it! So the baby is making Ailene throw up because it's going to come out?" Jake asked.
"Yeah, that's it Jake" I said. "But not now; sometime... And daddy and me are married; we married in secret before I got taken away by my, um, bleep of a dad"
Billie Joe smiled at me. He looked so sweet and lovely. I smiled back. Then I was thought back to my parents!
"FUCK" I suddenly yelled. A leap of pain shot through me and it felt like it was going to break my back.
"Jake, please go upstairs and wake up Uncle Mike and Tre and tell them Billie says to stay upstairs!" Billie Joe said quickly, leading Jake to the door as quickly as he could.
"BILLIE! OH SHIT!" I gasped, this was the worst pain I had ever felt; the pain in my stomach was the worst. I had another pain, in my head, biting at my brain. My parents didn't know where I was.
Billie Joe knelt by me, hands behind his neck, thinking quickly about what he could do.
"Babe, I dunno what to fucking do!"
"Phone... the hospital babe" I shouted. The pain continued and as Billie Joe dialled the number as quickly as he could, under pressure, I fainted.
*** Back to the new house Piedmont***
"KATHRYN WHERE THE HELL IS SHE?!" Ailene's dad yelled at her mom.
"Listen, I don't know, she was in her room all the time!" Kathryn lied, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"She can't just leave quietly without coming down the fucking stairs CAN SHE?" he yelled in her ear, wiping her mug of tea off the table with a loud smash.
Silence... Complete silence apart from her dad's heavy breathing.
"She has her own life now... She has probably gone home to Berkeley... " her mom said, slowly.
"WHAT HOME? HERE IS HER HOME! SHE DOESN'T HAVE A HOME BACK IN FUCKING BERKELEY!"
"She does! With Billie Joe and that is where she is going to stay! I want my daughter to have who she feels love for! Why can't you?"
Michael stormed out of the kitchen and left Ailene's mom in tears. Minutes went by of harsh breaths and sobs. She picked up a knife off the kitchen table and pressed the blade against her wrist. It was cold and hard. She took it away, then bought it back again. Maybe she should be doing what her daughter was doing; escaping. Doing what she wanted, being where she needed...
Ailene's mom took the knife away from her wrist and placed it back on the table with a shaking hand. She sat and cried, her head in her hands...
*** Billie Joe ***
If I had the choice to turn back time and redo my life for all the things I have done that I wish I hadn't, I wouldn't because it would change where I am now. All of this wouldn't have happened if I hadn't done the things I had.
Right now, I am in the hospital, sitting outside my wife's room. She has been out for nearly 2 hours and I am tired. But I will not sleep until I know if she is OK. The doc says he will tell me when the check up is done.
I am fucking scared for Ailene. Tonight was such a surprise. Mike and Tre should be looking after Jake alright. I hope they are; they better be!
Before she blacked out she told me that her parents didn't know where she was but I'm not going to be calling for 3 reasons -
1- Her dad will fucking shout at me
2- They might be angry
3- I am not the one who should be calling
I love my wife. I have loved from the moment she moved next door. I loved her from the moment we were married, from the moment we found out she was pregnant, until now and now, I love her more than ever.
To keep myself awake I am scribbling some lyrics down. Hopefully this will be in one of the albums coming up.
Ailene has been through a lot with me; hard times, good times and not-sure times but it has all paid off. Hopefully, one day, after we've spent the night together in bed, we'll wake up and think about how amazing our time has been, our time in love...
I haven't finished the song yet but I am wondering about the title. It should be one that I am thinking of right now, not one that I have thought of.
From the moment we met until the moment we both die, I will always love Ailene, my rebel, my wife, my love...
"Extraordinary Girl"
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