Kiss the Demons out of my Dreams, chapter 1
Billie's POV
"Fine, Billie Joe! But I'm still gonna marry him, no matter what you think! And until you can accept that, this is no longer your home!" my mom yelled at me. "Fine!" I shouted back. "I'll just get my stuff and leave. For forever! Cos that guy is a bastard, and I'm never gonna accept him! You can't just replace Dad, you know!" I ran upstairs and started putting my stuff in a few bags. It didn't take long, and when I was done, I sat on the edge of my bed, trying to think of where I was going to go. My mom had finally kicked me out. I grabbed my stuff and my guitar and went back downstairs. Grabbing my car keys, I opened the door. My mom ran up to me, begging me to stay, telling me she didn't mean it. But I just put my junk in my car and got in.
When I pulled into Tre's driveway, I got out, but left my stuff in the car. "Tre! It's Billie! Can I come in?" I shouted at the door. "Yeah," I heard him answer from somewhere in the house. I opened the door and Tre came bounding down the stairs. "What's up," he asked. "Tre, I was wondering if I could stay with you. My mom and me got in this fight and she sorta kicked me out," I explained. "Sure. You know that my parents are never home, so make yourself at home. Stay as long as you like," Tre answered. "Hey, BJ. You gotta see this," he said, running back up the stairs. I went out to my car and brought my stuff in, carrying it upstairs. I dropped it in the guest bedroom, where Tre was staring out the window across the street. He motioned for me to come over.
Tre's POV
"Billie, dude, you gotta come see this," I said excitedly. Billie came over and I pointed across the street. "See that girl!"
"Fine, Billie Joe! But I'm still gonna marry him, no matter what you think! And until you can accept that, this is no longer your home!" my mom yelled at me. "Fine!" I shouted back. "I'll just get my stuff and leave. For forever! Cos that guy is a bastard, and I'm never gonna accept him! You can't just replace Dad, you know!" I ran upstairs and started putting my stuff in a few bags. It didn't take long, and when I was done, I sat on the edge of my bed, trying to think of where I was going to go. My mom had finally kicked me out. I grabbed my stuff and my guitar and went back downstairs. Grabbing my car keys, I opened the door. My mom ran up to me, begging me to stay, telling me she didn't mean it. But I just put my junk in my car and got in.
When I pulled into Tre's driveway, I got out, but left my stuff in the car. "Tre! It's Billie! Can I come in?" I shouted at the door. "Yeah," I heard him answer from somewhere in the house. I opened the door and Tre came bounding down the stairs. "What's up," he asked. "Tre, I was wondering if I could stay with you. My mom and me got in this fight and she sorta kicked me out," I explained. "Sure. You know that my parents are never home, so make yourself at home. Stay as long as you like," Tre answered. "Hey, BJ. You gotta see this," he said, running back up the stairs. I went out to my car and brought my stuff in, carrying it upstairs. I dropped it in the guest bedroom, where Tre was staring out the window across the street. He motioned for me to come over.
Tre's POV
"Billie, dude, you gotta come see this," I said excitedly. Billie came over and I pointed across the street. "See that girl!"
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