What's With This Girl?, chapter 15
Another year has passed; it was now 2003. Monty was a mother, and now she was Mrs. Rickford Norton. She had a baby boy, who looked just like Ricky. They named the baby Brian Jacoby, in honor of my father. My wedding to Dannie was only a month away. Tre and Claudia got a divorce, but she and Frankito still live with him. The 88s were back together and we've been touring for months promoting our new album. Darby got married, and today was the day I was finally going to meet his wife. I heard much about her, but I never met her. I was in New York for an art exhibit where Darby's paintings were going to be presented. Donnie, Rick, Monty, Billie, Adie, and Tre went with me. Tre wanted to come so he could spend some time with Ramona, who lived in New York with her mother. Tre and me were both excited to see Ramona, and I would finally meet Lisea in person.
"Are you nervous?" Tre asked me.
"Why would I be nervous?"
"You finally get to meet your brother's wife. Are you nervous?"
"I don't know Tre. I guess I am a little." I said. "This girl is now a part of my life, and I don't know anything about her."
"Well here's your chance to get to know something about her. There's your brother."
"Hey Kira!" I heard Darby scream.
"Darby!" I yelled and ran over to my brother.
"How have you been little sister?"
"I've been good."
"how have you been Tre?" Darby asked.
"I've been good." Tre said.
"Where's Dannie?" Darby asked me.
"He couldn't make it. He had a big meeting worth our manager. Mike couldn't make it either, Estelle got sick and he had to take care of her."
"Oh that's too bad. But how about you, how's the band?" Darby asked.
"The band's doing great. But we're not here for me. Where's this beautiful wife of yours I heard about?" I asked.
"She's right over there. Hey Lise!" Darby yelled.
"Everyone, this is my wife..."
"Lisea!" Tre yelled.
"Tre?" Lisea said.
"You two know each other?" Darby asked.
"Know each other? This is my ex wife!" Tre said.
"What!" Darby yelled.
"Well." Monty said. "This is going to be very interesting."
"Well...um...I'm gonna go...um... look at these painting things...over here..." Billie said running away from us.
"Hold on Billie I'm coming too." Adie said.
"Hold on Adie we're right behind you." Ricky said pulling Monty and Donnie by the arm.
"Hey we want to see what's going on!" Monty and Donnie yelled.
"I can't believe this." Darby said. "Lisea, why didn't you tell me that Tre was your ex?"
"Darby I didn't think it really mattered." Lisea said.
"You didn't think it mattered that I'm now married to my friend's ex wife? Did you think I wasn't going to find out?"
"Darby, honey, I was going to tell you sooner or later."
"More like later than sooner."
"Darby I'm sorry, please don't let this ruin your day."
"You're right, I'm sorry Lise."
"I'm sorry too baby."
"Well... um... we should go in there shouldn't we?" I said.
"Um, yeah that would be a good idea." Tre said.
"Hey Kira come here!" Monty said. "I've been thinking about something. Now that Lisea is you sister in law, what does that make Ramona and Tre?"
"I don't know, what does is make them?"
"It makes Ramona your niece." Monty said. "And what does that make Tre?"
"I don't know? What?"
"Think about it Kira."
"My brother in law?" I asked.
"Bingo." Monty said.
"That's crazy, Tre is not my brother in law, get your head out of the clouds, Monty."
"Hey man, I'm just stating facts."
"Lisea and Tre aren't married anymore, which means I have no relation to Tre, other than his daughter is now my niece." I said.
"Okay Kira, whatever you say."
"Come on, Monty. My brother is about to present his new painting."
We all went over to where Darby was. He was standing next to his painting that was covered with a white sheet.
"Could I have everyone's attention please?" Darby said. "I would like to present my new painting. I took this picture almost 10 years ago when I was 15 years old. This was actually the first and last picture I have taken for a long time. The person in the picture was really there for me, even though I was a genuine asshole to her for so long. So now, as a way to thank her for everything, I tribute this picture to her."
Darby pulled away the sheet and revealed the picture; I couldn't believe what I saw.
"Holy shit! Kira that's you!" Monty yelled.
That was me! I remember that picture. I remember that day like if it was yesterday. That was the picture Darby took at our father's funeral. It was a picture of me in my black dress and my black veil, putting a rose on my father's grave. Seeing that picture, I coudn't help but start crying.
"I took this picture 10 years ago at my father's funeral. The girl in the picture is my youngest sister, Youkira. She was 12 years old at the time my father passed away, and she's been there for me through that whole process. I'm not going to lie to you people. I wasn't the greatest brother to her. When my father died I went crazy. I couldn't take having to live my live without my father, my best friend. I started to appreciate my family less and less. But it took me a while to realize how much my family was there for me, and I didn't appreciate one bit. So for that I am so sorry, to my family, but especially to my sister Kira."
"Wow... " That's all I could really say. "Darby, I... "
"You're welcome Kira." He ran over to me and gave me a huge hug.
"Okay now that that's over, everyone, LET"S DRINK!" Darby said.
"You can say that again!" Monty yelled.
That night Billie and Tre got trashed, as usual. They were always the ones to get wasted. At Monty's wedding, they both got drunk and gave all the bridesmaids lap dances; unfortunately Adie and me were both bridesmaids. Anyway, I took Tre back to my hotel room, because I was not going to let him see Ramona while he was shit faced. We got to the hotel where I was staying, and I literally had to drag Tre up to my room.
"Damn Tre you're heavy." I said dragging Tre into my bedroom. I threw Tre on to the bed.
"Ouch! Damn Kira!" He said drunkenly.
"I'm sorry Tre."
Tre squirmed on the bed to the nearest pillow and rested his head on it. He looked like a little toddler. I got on the bed and sat next to him.
"Tre you shouldn't drink so much." I said.
"I've been worse, this is actually me on a good day." He said.
"Yeah I know, I've seen you on your bad day."
"Oh shut up." He said throwing a pillow at my head. We were silent for a while, then, finally, Tre said something.
"Kira, I'm a fuck up."
"Tre no you're not. Everybody gets drunk at least once in their lives."
"No I mean it, I really am a fuck up. I fucked everything up in my life."
"What are you talking about Tre?"
"First of all, the band, we might break up."
"Tre no. You guys can't break up. You love that band more than you love your own life."
"Great things have to end some day. But that's the thing, I don't want to end. Being Tre Cool, drummer from Green Day, is all I know how to do. I don't know how to be Frank Edwin Wright, I don't know who he is. Then there's my love life. I got two ex wives, a daughter I hardly get to see, a son that looks up to me like I'm the greatest person on earth, and I don't even know why. And you want to know one other thing I screwed up, another thing that I fucked up that I regret every day of my life?"
"What?"
"I fucked up my chances with you Kira. I had so many chances to be with you and I blew it every single time. I know why you never wanted to be with me. It's because I need to grow up. I'm like a little boy, Kira. I don't take anything seriously. I didn't even take my marriages seriously. No wonder they both left me. Especially Lisea. She's so smart, and talented. She was always talking about how much she wanted to be an artist. But, she couldn't do it, because I was on the road all the time, making her take care of Ramona all by herself, not giving a fuck about what she wanted. I fucked up one too many relationships; I'm not fucking this one up Kira. I love you."
I couldn't believe these words were coming out of Tre's mouth. Tre leaned towards me and tried to kiss me, but I moved away.
"Tre no I can't." I said.
"Kira please, I need you."
"You don't need me; you just need someone for the moment."
"That's a lie, Kira. I need you. I love you so fucking much." Tre tried to kiss me again but I moved away again.
"Tre would you stop!" I yelled. And jumped off of the bed.
"Kira, I'm not a boy anymore. I'm ready to be with you, I'm ready to start acting my own age Kira. I love you."
Tre was now moving towards me, and I started moving away from him.
"Tre, you are my best friend, and I love you dearly, but I swear I will kick you right in the nuts if you don't stop it."
Tre now had me backed into a corner.
"Kira I know you love me as much as I love you. Just stop fighting it."
"Tre please stop it."
Tre had me backed into a corner, and started to kiss my neck, that asshole, he knows that's my weak spot.
"Tre don't kiss me there." I said breathing heavily.
"You like it don't you?" He whispered in my ear.
I felt myself starting to give in to Tre and giving him what he wants. But then I snapped out of it.
"Tre stop it NOW!" I pushed him off of me and he fell to the floor. I ran out of the room and tried to leave, but Tre grabbed me by the arm and pushed me into the door.
"Dammit Kira! Why don't you love me? Please, just tell me you love me."
"I don't love you, I love Dannie."
"Bullshit! You love me Kira! YOU LOVE ME!"
"NO I DON'T!" I yelled back at Tre. "I love Dannie."
"Stop lying to yourself. You love me! Tell me you love me! Dammit Kira I need you so fucking much. I need you! Just please...Kira..."
Tre fell to the floor to my knees and started crying. I've never seen Tre like this before. I started to stroke Tre's cheek and play with his hair. He took my kindness the wrong way, and started kissing my stomach. His hands went under my skirt and started to push my skirt up.
"Tre stop... please..." I gasped.
But Tre didn't stop, he kept going. His soft lips felt so good on my body. But I had to snap myself out of it before it got too serious. I pushed Tre away from me and tried to open the door, but Tre slammed it and got in front of it.
"Please Kira don't leave. I know you love me, you always have and you always will. And no matter how many times you tell me you don't love me, I'll always know the truth."
"You don't know what you're talking about Tre, you're drunk."
"Yes I do Kira; I know exactly what I'm talking about."
Tre put his hand to my face and kissed me. I tried pushing him away and fighting him off, but he wouldn't budge. Then, all of a sudden all those old feelings I had for Tre came back. I stopped pushing him away and let him kiss me. His lips felt so good pressed against mine. I couldn't control myself. I needed Tre right then and now. I pushed Tre on to the couch and we started ripping each others clothes off.
"Tre I love you." I said. "I love you so much."
"I love you too Kira."
Tre picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. He threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me.
"I've never felt this way about anyone before..." Tre whispered in my ear.
"Neither have I." I whispered back. "You're so amazing."
"You know I get that a lot." Tre said laughing.
"See you just spoiled the moment." I said.
"Did not!" Tre said.
"Tre...shut up and kiss me."
"Are you nervous?" Tre asked me.
"Why would I be nervous?"
"You finally get to meet your brother's wife. Are you nervous?"
"I don't know Tre. I guess I am a little." I said. "This girl is now a part of my life, and I don't know anything about her."
"Well here's your chance to get to know something about her. There's your brother."
"Hey Kira!" I heard Darby scream.
"Darby!" I yelled and ran over to my brother.
"How have you been little sister?"
"I've been good."
"how have you been Tre?" Darby asked.
"I've been good." Tre said.
"Where's Dannie?" Darby asked me.
"He couldn't make it. He had a big meeting worth our manager. Mike couldn't make it either, Estelle got sick and he had to take care of her."
"Oh that's too bad. But how about you, how's the band?" Darby asked.
"The band's doing great. But we're not here for me. Where's this beautiful wife of yours I heard about?" I asked.
"She's right over there. Hey Lise!" Darby yelled.
"Everyone, this is my wife..."
"Lisea!" Tre yelled.
"Tre?" Lisea said.
"You two know each other?" Darby asked.
"Know each other? This is my ex wife!" Tre said.
"What!" Darby yelled.
"Well." Monty said. "This is going to be very interesting."
"Well...um...I'm gonna go...um... look at these painting things...over here..." Billie said running away from us.
"Hold on Billie I'm coming too." Adie said.
"Hold on Adie we're right behind you." Ricky said pulling Monty and Donnie by the arm.
"Hey we want to see what's going on!" Monty and Donnie yelled.
"I can't believe this." Darby said. "Lisea, why didn't you tell me that Tre was your ex?"
"Darby I didn't think it really mattered." Lisea said.
"You didn't think it mattered that I'm now married to my friend's ex wife? Did you think I wasn't going to find out?"
"Darby, honey, I was going to tell you sooner or later."
"More like later than sooner."
"Darby I'm sorry, please don't let this ruin your day."
"You're right, I'm sorry Lise."
"I'm sorry too baby."
"Well... um... we should go in there shouldn't we?" I said.
"Um, yeah that would be a good idea." Tre said.
"Hey Kira come here!" Monty said. "I've been thinking about something. Now that Lisea is you sister in law, what does that make Ramona and Tre?"
"I don't know, what does is make them?"
"It makes Ramona your niece." Monty said. "And what does that make Tre?"
"I don't know? What?"
"Think about it Kira."
"My brother in law?" I asked.
"Bingo." Monty said.
"That's crazy, Tre is not my brother in law, get your head out of the clouds, Monty."
"Hey man, I'm just stating facts."
"Lisea and Tre aren't married anymore, which means I have no relation to Tre, other than his daughter is now my niece." I said.
"Okay Kira, whatever you say."
"Come on, Monty. My brother is about to present his new painting."
We all went over to where Darby was. He was standing next to his painting that was covered with a white sheet.
"Could I have everyone's attention please?" Darby said. "I would like to present my new painting. I took this picture almost 10 years ago when I was 15 years old. This was actually the first and last picture I have taken for a long time. The person in the picture was really there for me, even though I was a genuine asshole to her for so long. So now, as a way to thank her for everything, I tribute this picture to her."
Darby pulled away the sheet and revealed the picture; I couldn't believe what I saw.
"Holy shit! Kira that's you!" Monty yelled.
That was me! I remember that picture. I remember that day like if it was yesterday. That was the picture Darby took at our father's funeral. It was a picture of me in my black dress and my black veil, putting a rose on my father's grave. Seeing that picture, I coudn't help but start crying.
"I took this picture 10 years ago at my father's funeral. The girl in the picture is my youngest sister, Youkira. She was 12 years old at the time my father passed away, and she's been there for me through that whole process. I'm not going to lie to you people. I wasn't the greatest brother to her. When my father died I went crazy. I couldn't take having to live my live without my father, my best friend. I started to appreciate my family less and less. But it took me a while to realize how much my family was there for me, and I didn't appreciate one bit. So for that I am so sorry, to my family, but especially to my sister Kira."
"Wow... " That's all I could really say. "Darby, I... "
"You're welcome Kira." He ran over to me and gave me a huge hug.
"Okay now that that's over, everyone, LET"S DRINK!" Darby said.
"You can say that again!" Monty yelled.
That night Billie and Tre got trashed, as usual. They were always the ones to get wasted. At Monty's wedding, they both got drunk and gave all the bridesmaids lap dances; unfortunately Adie and me were both bridesmaids. Anyway, I took Tre back to my hotel room, because I was not going to let him see Ramona while he was shit faced. We got to the hotel where I was staying, and I literally had to drag Tre up to my room.
"Damn Tre you're heavy." I said dragging Tre into my bedroom. I threw Tre on to the bed.
"Ouch! Damn Kira!" He said drunkenly.
"I'm sorry Tre."
Tre squirmed on the bed to the nearest pillow and rested his head on it. He looked like a little toddler. I got on the bed and sat next to him.
"Tre you shouldn't drink so much." I said.
"I've been worse, this is actually me on a good day." He said.
"Yeah I know, I've seen you on your bad day."
"Oh shut up." He said throwing a pillow at my head. We were silent for a while, then, finally, Tre said something.
"Kira, I'm a fuck up."
"Tre no you're not. Everybody gets drunk at least once in their lives."
"No I mean it, I really am a fuck up. I fucked everything up in my life."
"What are you talking about Tre?"
"First of all, the band, we might break up."
"Tre no. You guys can't break up. You love that band more than you love your own life."
"Great things have to end some day. But that's the thing, I don't want to end. Being Tre Cool, drummer from Green Day, is all I know how to do. I don't know how to be Frank Edwin Wright, I don't know who he is. Then there's my love life. I got two ex wives, a daughter I hardly get to see, a son that looks up to me like I'm the greatest person on earth, and I don't even know why. And you want to know one other thing I screwed up, another thing that I fucked up that I regret every day of my life?"
"What?"
"I fucked up my chances with you Kira. I had so many chances to be with you and I blew it every single time. I know why you never wanted to be with me. It's because I need to grow up. I'm like a little boy, Kira. I don't take anything seriously. I didn't even take my marriages seriously. No wonder they both left me. Especially Lisea. She's so smart, and talented. She was always talking about how much she wanted to be an artist. But, she couldn't do it, because I was on the road all the time, making her take care of Ramona all by herself, not giving a fuck about what she wanted. I fucked up one too many relationships; I'm not fucking this one up Kira. I love you."
I couldn't believe these words were coming out of Tre's mouth. Tre leaned towards me and tried to kiss me, but I moved away.
"Tre no I can't." I said.
"Kira please, I need you."
"You don't need me; you just need someone for the moment."
"That's a lie, Kira. I need you. I love you so fucking much." Tre tried to kiss me again but I moved away again.
"Tre would you stop!" I yelled. And jumped off of the bed.
"Kira, I'm not a boy anymore. I'm ready to be with you, I'm ready to start acting my own age Kira. I love you."
Tre was now moving towards me, and I started moving away from him.
"Tre, you are my best friend, and I love you dearly, but I swear I will kick you right in the nuts if you don't stop it."
Tre now had me backed into a corner.
"Kira I know you love me as much as I love you. Just stop fighting it."
"Tre please stop it."
Tre had me backed into a corner, and started to kiss my neck, that asshole, he knows that's my weak spot.
"Tre don't kiss me there." I said breathing heavily.
"You like it don't you?" He whispered in my ear.
I felt myself starting to give in to Tre and giving him what he wants. But then I snapped out of it.
"Tre stop it NOW!" I pushed him off of me and he fell to the floor. I ran out of the room and tried to leave, but Tre grabbed me by the arm and pushed me into the door.
"Dammit Kira! Why don't you love me? Please, just tell me you love me."
"I don't love you, I love Dannie."
"Bullshit! You love me Kira! YOU LOVE ME!"
"NO I DON'T!" I yelled back at Tre. "I love Dannie."
"Stop lying to yourself. You love me! Tell me you love me! Dammit Kira I need you so fucking much. I need you! Just please...Kira..."
Tre fell to the floor to my knees and started crying. I've never seen Tre like this before. I started to stroke Tre's cheek and play with his hair. He took my kindness the wrong way, and started kissing my stomach. His hands went under my skirt and started to push my skirt up.
"Tre stop... please..." I gasped.
But Tre didn't stop, he kept going. His soft lips felt so good on my body. But I had to snap myself out of it before it got too serious. I pushed Tre away from me and tried to open the door, but Tre slammed it and got in front of it.
"Please Kira don't leave. I know you love me, you always have and you always will. And no matter how many times you tell me you don't love me, I'll always know the truth."
"You don't know what you're talking about Tre, you're drunk."
"Yes I do Kira; I know exactly what I'm talking about."
Tre put his hand to my face and kissed me. I tried pushing him away and fighting him off, but he wouldn't budge. Then, all of a sudden all those old feelings I had for Tre came back. I stopped pushing him away and let him kiss me. His lips felt so good pressed against mine. I couldn't control myself. I needed Tre right then and now. I pushed Tre on to the couch and we started ripping each others clothes off.
"Tre I love you." I said. "I love you so much."
"I love you too Kira."
Tre picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. He threw me on the bed and climbed on top of me.
"I've never felt this way about anyone before..." Tre whispered in my ear.
"Neither have I." I whispered back. "You're so amazing."
"You know I get that a lot." Tre said laughing.
"See you just spoiled the moment." I said.
"Did not!" Tre said.
"Tre...shut up and kiss me."
