Hanging on the Brink of Self Destruction, chapter 4
"BILLIE! WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR BREAKFAST?" Aimee yelled to Billie Joe who was upstairs changing.
"UM, JUST SOME TOAST PLEASE BABE!"
Aimee turned on the CD player and the first track that came on was 'System of a Down' 'Hypnotise' This was one of the two songs she liked by them.
She popped two pieces of toast into the toaster and tied up her hair and clearing the empty bear bottles off the desktop after the party last night. It had been a good party even though she couldn't remember half of it. She remembered the beginning and the end. She remembered having to drag Billie Joe up the stairs, having to change herself AND him, getting him into the bed and having a small conversation which went something like this:
"I like your hair tonight... " Billie Joe had smirked, his eyes half open.
"I like your hair all the time" Aimee had giggled, more sober than Billie.
"We are the hair King and the hair Queen" he had announced.
"Yeah, and we rule!!!"
"Do you like beanie hats?"
"You look cute in them... " And that was when Billie Joe had gone to sleep.
Aimee and Billie Joe had been together for two years; had their series of mistakes and their lovely days when they thought they could stay together forever.
Adrienne was happy; she had a fiancé called Paul who was quite nice and, on his side of the family, one daughter. They were engaged to be wed soon.
Aimee didn't want to face it but she knew that Adrienne and Billie Joe still loved each other in their hearts and still wanted each other but they had both moved on and found someone else. But was this meant to be happening? Were they meant to be with someone else?
Suddenly Aimee felt sick. Her held her hand over her mouth and ran to the nearest downstairs bathroom. She just made it, throwing up on the toilet seat but managed to get most of it in the toilet. That was unexpected. She hadn't felt sick before... Shit, was this what she thought it was?
Billie Joe came downstairs as soon as he heard the retching.
"Aimee! Aimee, you OK?" he ran to where the noise was coming from.
Aimee was over the toilet, being sick. "Shit, babe!" he ran to her, rubbing her back, trying to help. After she had finished there was a long silence; waiting to see if it had finished.
"Cheers honey, could I just go upstairs for a minute?" Aimee asked, the taste still fresh in her mouth. "The toast should have popped by now"
"Yeah, sure, that's fine!" Billie Joe said, letting Aimee run upstairs while he fixed them the toast.
Aimee went into the bathroom where Billie had just been showering and wiped the condensation off the mirror and looked at herself. Yes, her boobs looked a little bit bigger and her stomach looked a little bit wider. Was she pregnant? Was she pregnant with Billie Joe's baby?
*** Flash Back Continued ***
"Who the fuck is this?! Why were you hugging him?!" Aimee's dad yelled in her face while she tried to explain.
"He's a friend and we're both going through... he's going through a hard time and... "
"That's a load of bull shit and you know it Aimee Peters, why did you leave the house in the first place?"
Billie Joe felt like absolute shit. He wished there was no such thing as love so he could stop all of this. He truthfully wanted to go back to Adrienne, to the kids, to a happy life. But Aimee seemed to take up his heart and though he regretted it, it would mean dying in denial that he gave up the girl that made him feel perfect, made him feel great. Suddenly his thoughts were broken by a load noise. Aimee fell to the floor and her dad drove off fast.
"Fuck! Aimee?" Billie Joe ran up to Aimee who was clutching her red cheek. He took her in his arms. "What did he do?"
"He, he's thrown me out for sure... Shit, Billie I have no where to go!"
Aimee swore, clutching her cheek, tears rolling down her face. "He gave me a fucking slap"
Billie Joe pulled her up and took her to the bench where she had been sitting only a few moments ago. This was all his fault. Everyone was being hurt by his feelings, his decisions, him. They both sat there in silence, Aimee resting her head on his shoulder. This was awful. She was crying and he was thinking of killing himself. Since when was life as a star so fucked up?
"Aimee, you're going to stay at my house" Billie Joe finally said and his heart started to break. He was kicking Adrienne out of his life by doing this.
"Shit no Billie there's no way! You wanna keep Adie, I know you do. If you take me home with you she'll break up with you for sure" Aimee protested. "You'll have to fucking drag me there"
"AIMEE, PLEASE! You're making this so fucking harder than it already is" Billie Joe screamed, holding his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face. "I understand that Adrienne isn't coming back into my life and I feel like fucking killing myself! She's already made up her mind! I have known her long enough to know that! There's no other choice... "
*** End of Flash Back ***
"UM, JUST SOME TOAST PLEASE BABE!"
Aimee turned on the CD player and the first track that came on was 'System of a Down' 'Hypnotise' This was one of the two songs she liked by them.
She popped two pieces of toast into the toaster and tied up her hair and clearing the empty bear bottles off the desktop after the party last night. It had been a good party even though she couldn't remember half of it. She remembered the beginning and the end. She remembered having to drag Billie Joe up the stairs, having to change herself AND him, getting him into the bed and having a small conversation which went something like this:
"I like your hair tonight... " Billie Joe had smirked, his eyes half open.
"I like your hair all the time" Aimee had giggled, more sober than Billie.
"We are the hair King and the hair Queen" he had announced.
"Yeah, and we rule!!!"
"Do you like beanie hats?"
"You look cute in them... " And that was when Billie Joe had gone to sleep.
Aimee and Billie Joe had been together for two years; had their series of mistakes and their lovely days when they thought they could stay together forever.
Adrienne was happy; she had a fiancé called Paul who was quite nice and, on his side of the family, one daughter. They were engaged to be wed soon.
Aimee didn't want to face it but she knew that Adrienne and Billie Joe still loved each other in their hearts and still wanted each other but they had both moved on and found someone else. But was this meant to be happening? Were they meant to be with someone else?
Suddenly Aimee felt sick. Her held her hand over her mouth and ran to the nearest downstairs bathroom. She just made it, throwing up on the toilet seat but managed to get most of it in the toilet. That was unexpected. She hadn't felt sick before... Shit, was this what she thought it was?
Billie Joe came downstairs as soon as he heard the retching.
"Aimee! Aimee, you OK?" he ran to where the noise was coming from.
Aimee was over the toilet, being sick. "Shit, babe!" he ran to her, rubbing her back, trying to help. After she had finished there was a long silence; waiting to see if it had finished.
"Cheers honey, could I just go upstairs for a minute?" Aimee asked, the taste still fresh in her mouth. "The toast should have popped by now"
"Yeah, sure, that's fine!" Billie Joe said, letting Aimee run upstairs while he fixed them the toast.
Aimee went into the bathroom where Billie had just been showering and wiped the condensation off the mirror and looked at herself. Yes, her boobs looked a little bit bigger and her stomach looked a little bit wider. Was she pregnant? Was she pregnant with Billie Joe's baby?
*** Flash Back Continued ***
"Who the fuck is this?! Why were you hugging him?!" Aimee's dad yelled in her face while she tried to explain.
"He's a friend and we're both going through... he's going through a hard time and... "
"That's a load of bull shit and you know it Aimee Peters, why did you leave the house in the first place?"
Billie Joe felt like absolute shit. He wished there was no such thing as love so he could stop all of this. He truthfully wanted to go back to Adrienne, to the kids, to a happy life. But Aimee seemed to take up his heart and though he regretted it, it would mean dying in denial that he gave up the girl that made him feel perfect, made him feel great. Suddenly his thoughts were broken by a load noise. Aimee fell to the floor and her dad drove off fast.
"Fuck! Aimee?" Billie Joe ran up to Aimee who was clutching her red cheek. He took her in his arms. "What did he do?"
"He, he's thrown me out for sure... Shit, Billie I have no where to go!"
Aimee swore, clutching her cheek, tears rolling down her face. "He gave me a fucking slap"
Billie Joe pulled her up and took her to the bench where she had been sitting only a few moments ago. This was all his fault. Everyone was being hurt by his feelings, his decisions, him. They both sat there in silence, Aimee resting her head on his shoulder. This was awful. She was crying and he was thinking of killing himself. Since when was life as a star so fucked up?
"Aimee, you're going to stay at my house" Billie Joe finally said and his heart started to break. He was kicking Adrienne out of his life by doing this.
"Shit no Billie there's no way! You wanna keep Adie, I know you do. If you take me home with you she'll break up with you for sure" Aimee protested. "You'll have to fucking drag me there"
"AIMEE, PLEASE! You're making this so fucking harder than it already is" Billie Joe screamed, holding his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face. "I understand that Adrienne isn't coming back into my life and I feel like fucking killing myself! She's already made up her mind! I have known her long enough to know that! There's no other choice... "
*** End of Flash Back ***
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