A Whisper Of A Name In The Dark, chapter 6
Billie opened his eyes. He studied his surroundings. It was cold. His head hurt like hell. He sat up and looked around. As he turned he saw his breath in the cold air. How'd I get here? This was all too weird. He thought back, retracing his steps over in his mind.
"I'm taking them with me." Adrienne said slamming a box down onto the table marked, JOEY.
"What?" Billie asked.
"You heard me. You're not stable. They deserve better than this." Adrienne said giving Billie Joe a cold stare.
"No, no you can't." Billie pleaded.
"Good bye Billie Joe Armstrong." She said turning and taking the boxes with her. Billie heard a soft sob from Adrienne as she shut the door behind her. He watched her drive away, his only things he ever loved in the car. Adrienne, Joey and Jakob were gone. And Billie was all alone with no-one to cry to.
***
When Tré got back to his hotel room he noticed that the maid was back.
"Oh I'm sorry. I'll be out of here in a second." She said.
"No it's fine." Tré said setting down his coat on the dresser. He looked at her name tag: Adrienne.
"Hey listen, Adrienne, I'll do the rest don't worry about it." Tré said.
"No, it's no trouble." She said.
"I'll do it. It's fine." Tré said.
"Well, okay. If that's what you want." She said and left. Tré flopped down on the bed and sighed. After a while he sat up and looked at the clock. 2:52. He decided he'd go walk around a bit. He grabbed his coat off the dresser and took the stairs down to the bottom. The man behind the desk smiled at him and said,
"Have a nice day sir."
"Thanks, you too. Hey, do you happen to know what's up with that elevator? It's not working." Tré said.
"Oh thanks I'll have one of our staff see what's wrong with it." The man smiled. Tré then walked out the door. He shivered and zipped up his jacket for it was freezing cold.
***
Billie was sobbing now. He was on his knees. This can't be true. No, no it's not. This is all a dream. That could never happen. He searched for comforting words but he was all alone. He cried until the tears would not come anymore. Then he pulled his knees to his chest and buried his head in his hands. How could this happen? No, I'm dreaming. I'm going to wake up... Now... No, NOW... No NOW! But it was no use. Everything he ever loved was now ripped away from him in a cold grab. Then he looked around him, he was on top of a rooftop. He stood up and wiped his eyes on his sleeve smearing his artistically applied eyeliner.
"I'm taking them with me." Adrienne said slamming a box down onto the table marked, JOEY.
"What?" Billie asked.
"You heard me. You're not stable. They deserve better than this." Adrienne said giving Billie Joe a cold stare.
"No, no you can't." Billie pleaded.
"Good bye Billie Joe Armstrong." She said turning and taking the boxes with her. Billie heard a soft sob from Adrienne as she shut the door behind her. He watched her drive away, his only things he ever loved in the car. Adrienne, Joey and Jakob were gone. And Billie was all alone with no-one to cry to.
***
When Tré got back to his hotel room he noticed that the maid was back.
"Oh I'm sorry. I'll be out of here in a second." She said.
"No it's fine." Tré said setting down his coat on the dresser. He looked at her name tag: Adrienne.
"Hey listen, Adrienne, I'll do the rest don't worry about it." Tré said.
"No, it's no trouble." She said.
"I'll do it. It's fine." Tré said.
"Well, okay. If that's what you want." She said and left. Tré flopped down on the bed and sighed. After a while he sat up and looked at the clock. 2:52. He decided he'd go walk around a bit. He grabbed his coat off the dresser and took the stairs down to the bottom. The man behind the desk smiled at him and said,
"Have a nice day sir."
"Thanks, you too. Hey, do you happen to know what's up with that elevator? It's not working." Tré said.
"Oh thanks I'll have one of our staff see what's wrong with it." The man smiled. Tré then walked out the door. He shivered and zipped up his jacket for it was freezing cold.
***
Billie was sobbing now. He was on his knees. This can't be true. No, no it's not. This is all a dream. That could never happen. He searched for comforting words but he was all alone. He cried until the tears would not come anymore. Then he pulled his knees to his chest and buried his head in his hands. How could this happen? No, I'm dreaming. I'm going to wake up... Now... No, NOW... No NOW! But it was no use. Everything he ever loved was now ripped away from him in a cold grab. Then he looked around him, he was on top of a rooftop. He stood up and wiped his eyes on his sleeve smearing his artistically applied eyeliner.
