Punk You, You Punking Punk!, chapter 13
"Hurts... so... bad," Billie said.
Tre took out his cell phone, and punched in some numbers on the keypad.
Denny heard the phone ring, then the faint voice of a man pick up.
ring, ring
yello?
"Hey!" Tre said into the phone.
Who's this?
"It's Tre."
Oh! Hey Tre. What's up?
"We're gonna have to cancel the show tonight."
What? Why?
"Let's just say that teenies, and rock stars don't mix to well... "
Teenie attack?
"Yeah."
Okay. Well... Thanks for calling.
"You're welcome. Bye."
click. Dial tone
Tre shoved the phone down his pocket. He looked at his band mates and said, "The dirty deed has been done, masters." He bowed down to Mike and Billie, but neither were too amused.
"Fine then don't laugh!" Tre said as he turned his nose up.
Mike stared at the window. The teenies were still there. When they caught site of him staring at them they cracked their gum, bounced on their toes, knocked on the window, and waved wildly at him.
"Denny?"
"Yes Mike?
"Can you close the curtains?"
"Sure."
Denny stood up, and walked over to the window. She was looking out the window at the wild teenies, and while she was looking she thought to herself: Damn teenies
She closed the red curtains, and heard the teenie's angry grumbles, and watched their silhouettes fade, until they were gone. A good sign. It meant they were finally gone. While she was walking back to her couch she watched Billie struggle to get into the chair. Denny was still watching him when she saw a small silvery tear gleam on his face, and roll across his cheek.
"Having a little trouble there Billie?" she asked.
Billie just looked at her with a sad expression pasted across his face. He gave up trying to get into the chair, and just broke down. He fell to the ground with a thud, and just laid there crying.
"I *sob* hate those*sob* goddamn teenies!!!!!!" He cried.
Mike outstretched his hand, towards Billie and offered to help him up, but Billie just waved the offer away.
"It hurts *sob* SO MUCH!!!"
Mike turned to Denny.
"Just leave him. He needs time to recover." Mike slowly turned back to his friend, and a tear rolled down his cheek and over one of his cuts. He winced, turned, and draped his arms over Gena and Tre for support, and limped into the next room.
Denny stayed behind and watched the tiny front man kick, scream, and flail his arms. He wouldn't stop crying.
"Mike!!!" Billie cried.
"*sob*Mike... *sob*"
"Make it stop!! Make it go away."
The pain. Denny thought. It must hurt so much. Denny went to go get a couple ice packs for Billie. When she had them she handed them to him, and told him to lie down on the couch. She helped him up, and turned on the TV. He seemed to have calmed down. Denny could hear faint voices in the next room.
I hope he's okay Gena.
I know, me too Mike.
You guy's took all the things I was gonna say!Tre.
Faint laughter, and dead silent resumed besides the cartoons playing on TV and faint sobs of Billie.
Billie changed the channel again, and this time he saw the Longview video playing on MTV.
Denny's presence had gone unknown to the front man, and he mumbled things to himself. Things like, "I look so sexy!" Or things like, "Tre looks sexy too." Once or Twice he'd mumble things about Mike being his best friend ever, or how good his hair looked. Denny would frequently roll her eyes at (some of) these comments. Denny pivoted on her foot to go get the rest of everybody while Billie was still mumbling to himself. Everybody was back in the living room watching cartoons or music videos. At one point or another Billie would start singing the lyrics to one song, and everybody would join in.
*2 hours later Billie's POV*
"Hey guys I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I said.
"Okay," everybody said. They looked like zombies, just sitting there eating popcorn for breakfast, watching scary movies, and talking in unison. I chuckled to myself at this thought.
I slowly limped to the bathroom and thought OH NO!! NOW I'M TURNING INTO A ZOMBIE!! I chuckled to myself again.
I reached the bathroom and dragged myself inside.
I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I had: red eyes, puffy cheeks, and my eyeliner was running. I searched in Denny's bathroom for an eyeliner pencil, and quickly found a bag full.
"Yeesh!" I said to myself. "This girl has ,like, 50 million sticks of eyeliner! Oh well... at least it's eyeliner."
I pulled a stick out of the bag, and reapplied a fresh coat to my eyes. I cleaned myself up a bit, and took out my cell phone. I scrolled through my list of contacts, and found the one I was looking for. home
I punched send and waited for the ring.
ring... ..ring... 0
Hello?
It was Adie. Thank God.
"Hey!"
Billie?!?
"Yes."
How are you? Wait... It's 7:00. I thought you had a show."
"We did have a show."
What do you mean you [i]did have a show?[/i]
"It was cancelled."
Why?
"Another teenie attack."
Really? Are you okay?
"Yeah. Just bruised badly."
awww... I'm sorry hun.
"It's Okay. Just called to see what was happening there. Is everything okay?"
Yeah. Everything's perfect. But the boy's miss you.
"Tell 'em I'll be home soon."
Okay. I will.
"I love you Adie."
I love you too Billie
"Bye."
Bye
click. Dial tone
And then she was gone. The words still lingered in my head that night as I laid in bed.
I love you too Billie...
And then I fell asleep...
Tre took out his cell phone, and punched in some numbers on the keypad.
Denny heard the phone ring, then the faint voice of a man pick up.
ring, ring
yello?
"Hey!" Tre said into the phone.
Who's this?
"It's Tre."
Oh! Hey Tre. What's up?
"We're gonna have to cancel the show tonight."
What? Why?
"Let's just say that teenies, and rock stars don't mix to well... "
Teenie attack?
"Yeah."
Okay. Well... Thanks for calling.
"You're welcome. Bye."
click. Dial tone
Tre shoved the phone down his pocket. He looked at his band mates and said, "The dirty deed has been done, masters." He bowed down to Mike and Billie, but neither were too amused.
"Fine then don't laugh!" Tre said as he turned his nose up.
Mike stared at the window. The teenies were still there. When they caught site of him staring at them they cracked their gum, bounced on their toes, knocked on the window, and waved wildly at him.
"Denny?"
"Yes Mike?
"Can you close the curtains?"
"Sure."
Denny stood up, and walked over to the window. She was looking out the window at the wild teenies, and while she was looking she thought to herself: Damn teenies
She closed the red curtains, and heard the teenie's angry grumbles, and watched their silhouettes fade, until they were gone. A good sign. It meant they were finally gone. While she was walking back to her couch she watched Billie struggle to get into the chair. Denny was still watching him when she saw a small silvery tear gleam on his face, and roll across his cheek.
"Having a little trouble there Billie?" she asked.
Billie just looked at her with a sad expression pasted across his face. He gave up trying to get into the chair, and just broke down. He fell to the ground with a thud, and just laid there crying.
"I *sob* hate those*sob* goddamn teenies!!!!!!" He cried.
Mike outstretched his hand, towards Billie and offered to help him up, but Billie just waved the offer away.
"It hurts *sob* SO MUCH!!!"
Mike turned to Denny.
"Just leave him. He needs time to recover." Mike slowly turned back to his friend, and a tear rolled down his cheek and over one of his cuts. He winced, turned, and draped his arms over Gena and Tre for support, and limped into the next room.
Denny stayed behind and watched the tiny front man kick, scream, and flail his arms. He wouldn't stop crying.
"Mike!!!" Billie cried.
"*sob*Mike... *sob*"
"Make it stop!! Make it go away."
The pain. Denny thought. It must hurt so much. Denny went to go get a couple ice packs for Billie. When she had them she handed them to him, and told him to lie down on the couch. She helped him up, and turned on the TV. He seemed to have calmed down. Denny could hear faint voices in the next room.
I hope he's okay Gena.
I know, me too Mike.
You guy's took all the things I was gonna say!Tre.
Faint laughter, and dead silent resumed besides the cartoons playing on TV and faint sobs of Billie.
Billie changed the channel again, and this time he saw the Longview video playing on MTV.
Denny's presence had gone unknown to the front man, and he mumbled things to himself. Things like, "I look so sexy!" Or things like, "Tre looks sexy too." Once or Twice he'd mumble things about Mike being his best friend ever, or how good his hair looked. Denny would frequently roll her eyes at (some of) these comments. Denny pivoted on her foot to go get the rest of everybody while Billie was still mumbling to himself. Everybody was back in the living room watching cartoons or music videos. At one point or another Billie would start singing the lyrics to one song, and everybody would join in.
*2 hours later Billie's POV*
"Hey guys I'm gonna go to the bathroom," I said.
"Okay," everybody said. They looked like zombies, just sitting there eating popcorn for breakfast, watching scary movies, and talking in unison. I chuckled to myself at this thought.
I slowly limped to the bathroom and thought OH NO!! NOW I'M TURNING INTO A ZOMBIE!! I chuckled to myself again.
I reached the bathroom and dragged myself inside.
I looked at myself in the mirror and saw that I had: red eyes, puffy cheeks, and my eyeliner was running. I searched in Denny's bathroom for an eyeliner pencil, and quickly found a bag full.
"Yeesh!" I said to myself. "This girl has ,like, 50 million sticks of eyeliner! Oh well... at least it's eyeliner."
I pulled a stick out of the bag, and reapplied a fresh coat to my eyes. I cleaned myself up a bit, and took out my cell phone. I scrolled through my list of contacts, and found the one I was looking for. home
I punched send and waited for the ring.
ring... ..ring... 0
Hello?
It was Adie. Thank God.
"Hey!"
Billie?!?
"Yes."
How are you? Wait... It's 7:00. I thought you had a show."
"We did have a show."
What do you mean you [i]did have a show?[/i]
"It was cancelled."
Why?
"Another teenie attack."
Really? Are you okay?
"Yeah. Just bruised badly."
awww... I'm sorry hun.
"It's Okay. Just called to see what was happening there. Is everything okay?"
Yeah. Everything's perfect. But the boy's miss you.
"Tell 'em I'll be home soon."
Okay. I will.
"I love you Adie."
I love you too Billie
"Bye."
Bye
click. Dial tone
And then she was gone. The words still lingered in my head that night as I laid in bed.
I love you too Billie...
And then I fell asleep...
