It's Not As Easy As It Looks, chapter 13
I slumbered down the boulevard at dusk, out for some much needed sugar which I needed for my coffee, I entered the small corner shop and smiled at the old man sitting behind the counter.
I hadn't slept much since the 10th of January, and it was now the 20th, 10 whole days of sitting in my house, being lazy and tired constantly, I had turned into an insomniac, if anything I was turning into a nocturnal since I was awake most of the night and falling asleep during the day.
I had a few phone calls of Morgan saying how she was adjusting to her new classes and settling in with the family once again, two off Tré telling me how sexy he was and one off Mike saying how bummed Billie seems and if I knew why. Sure I did, I wasn't going to tell him, I simply replied 'man PMS'. I shrugged off any unwanted thoughts directed to Billie; I still had a stale feeling towards him. I really wanted that job and he stopped me because he was being so selfish.
I picked up a bag of sugar and turned around so I was face with the magazine rack, I picked up Kerrang! And walked towards the counter. I narrowed my eyes at the old man that was snoozing, I coughed and looked away abruptly, and he woke up with a moan and looked to me.
"Oh sorry" He croaked, I put my hand up and smiled.
"It's okay" He scanned my two items and calculated the cost.
"That will be 5 bucks please" I handed him the money...still quite confused with the currency of the country, I was so used to the British pound.
"Thank you" I smiled and left, carrying my stuff out with me and walking back to my house, it was only a 5-minute walk, which was handy. I opened the door, technically kicking it first then opening it since it had become wedged when I had slammed it awhile ago, I shut the door, and for some strange reason I locked it. I wiped my tired eyes before finding myself yawning.
6 am, I had no sleep the night before, what have I let myself become? Why have I reduced myself to a low life ass?
I groaned and rubbed my forehead as I felt it throb, I sat down at my kitchen table, totally forgetting about the coffee I had wanted, I lay my head down and went to sleep in the most uncomfortable position.
***
I finally woke up, yawning though, at 3 p.m. with chronic backache and dark circles around my eyes, I looked towards my coffee pot, I couldn't be bothered, I stumbled out of the kitchen chair and looked into my fridge.
"Redbull" I mumbled taking a can of Redbull out the fridge and opening it up, I took a sip and waited for my energy to be partially restored. 3 cans later I was bouncing off the ceiling, running round the house and playing hide and seek with Haushinka, I decided to call people randomly, I didn't look at who I quick dialled, and if I had known I wouldn't have pressed the God damn button.
"Hello?" Oh no.
"Uh...hey B-Billie, it's...Jenni" I bit my lip, I suddenly became more aware of what was happening and my sugar level went down, followed by my heart rate quickening up.
"Oh... hey" He said quietly.
"Uh..." I hadn't a clue what to say...where to start..?
"Look I'm so sorry" I sighed, it seemed the best thing to do, my outrage and anger towards him was horrible, it wasn't like me at all.
"I shouldn't of yelled like that, I really am sorry, it's not like me at all"
"No it's okay, you had the right to shout at me like that"
"No, no, don't say that, I was out of line" I heard Billie sigh as I glanced around my kitchen.
"Wanna come over?"
"Uh... I'm sorta busy"
"Oh"
"I have to do this divorce thing...ya know?"
"I know...nearly finished?"
"Yep, I'm sending it off tomorrow"
"Yay, then you're a free man"
"Niiice"
"I can come round...I s'pose, it's not gonna take all day to sign some stupid paper"
"Yay" I laughed and settled onto my couch.
"Okay, so...I'll see you in a minute?"
"Yeah, bye"
"See yah" I felt like a weight had been lifted on my shoulders, just by talking I sorted out my problems, but will that work when I go back home?
I fumbled with the buttons on my blouse for a while, I was just staring into space doing nothing but breathing and blinking. A door bell rung and sounded throughout the house, I sighed and got off the couch and made my way to the door, I opened it and laughed, Billie Joe was holding a bouquet of red roses, I smiled and blushed as he handed them to me.
"I'm sorry" He sighed, looking at me from the top of his eyes.
"Ah forget about it, the past is the past...right?" I smiled as I invited him into my house.
"Ya know it's quite cold today"
"If you think this is cold...wait till we get to England" Billie grinned and sat down on my couch whilst I went into my kitchen and filled and empty vase with some cool water and set the flowers inside, I put it on my fire hearth.
"So... whatcha been up to?" He asked me, I shrugged and sat next to me.
"Nothing much...I've been kind of a lazy ass recently, you?"
"Same, but I've been doing the divorce thing and I went to a solicitor yesterday about all the stuff we share...she wanted my car and half my money...fucking bitch"
"And..?"
"I fought against it, and well she wants me to take her to court...God, why does she have to be fucking ignorant?!"
"Just think...in a year everything will be okay"
"You can't be sure of that, something else is gonna happen"
"Well...if it happens, then it happens, dude your gonna get through this shit"
"Thanks" Billie smirked, putting his arm around me.
Finally, everything was back to normal... just after a simple chat... how could I be so stupid in the first place anyways?
***
The 6th of February, 2 days before the Grammy's and 4 days before I went back home.
I was a nervous wreck. I headed over to Tré's house where the 'gang' met up and discussed what they were to do at the Grammies.
I knocked on the door and Tré answered, he welcomed me in and we sat down on the couch, Mike and Billie Joe were already there.
"So.." I started, glancing at each member of the trio.
"Hope ya win at the awards"
"Thanks" They all murmured, I sighed and rolled my eyes, these guys seemed so tired, I don't think they even wanted to go to the Grammies.
"Are you going?" Tré asked, I bit my lip, I actually hadn't said yes or no to him yet, and I didn't really have a dress.
"Tré..I don't have a dress"
"Well..." Mike started and walked away, he came back in with a box, he handed it to me and I opened it up and gasped.
"Wow... oh my God Thank you" I grinned; Mike pointed at Tré and Billie who smiled.
"They helped pick it out too"
"Thanks but...I don't know whether I-I can go... I mean I'm really nervous and I hate people taking pictures of me"
"You'll be fine, 'cause to be honest I hate it too" Tré smiled, I nodded and looked to the pleading gang.
"Ugh...fine" I rolled my eyes and settled the box next to me on the couch.
"I'll go try this on then" I said and walked to Tré's bathroom. It was a perfect fit, it was black that cut off before it got to my arms, I usually hated those sort of tops because I was afraid it would fall down, but it was quite tight with elastic. I twirled around and laughed, I also saw a shiny necklace, which was tied to the dress; I smiled and tried it on. I looked so smart.
I walked out the bathroom and into the lounge where the guys where, I did a twirl and smiled.
"How do I look?"
"Lovely" They all said in unison, I narrowed my eyes and turned around.
"Hey does my ass look big in this?" I laughed before walking back to the bathroom to get changed.
I came back in and put my dress into the box and my necklace, and knotted my laces on my shoes before I broke my neck.
"Okay, so I guess I'm going" I laughed, the guys cheered quietly.
"Why you guys so bummed?" I sighed, and watched as they just shrugged.
"I'm kind of bored of award shows...they suck" Billie mumbled, I nodded and smiled.
"That makes me feel so much better about going to the Grammies"
"Well hey, Brittany's going" Mike smirked, I surprisingly felt better, but since I hardly knew her I was nervous.
"That's cool" After awhile of just murmuring to each other, I got quite annoyed, I became bored and decided going home and being by myself would be more fun, I decided to walk home, that way I could go to the Café and pick up something to eat and drink.
I got to the Café and settled down on one of the chairs, peering at the menu layed out in front of my eyes.
"Can I help you?" A man said, he looked about the same age as me.
"Er...I'll have a coke and erm...cheeseburger please"
"Would you like fries with that?" I laughed and nodded, the guy smiled and took care of my order, I waited for 5 minutes, in which I was just staring out the window tapping my fingers...soon in started to rain, I sighed as it started to thump against the Café window.
"Here ya go gorgeous" I looked to the guy smiling, I shook my head blushing with a goofy grin spread across my face.
"Do you work every single day? Every time I come in here you're here"
"Naw, I'm just stalking you"
"Of course" I rolled my eyes and started to laugh, the guy whose nametag read 'Adam' sat down next to me glancing at his watch.
"My break just started" Adam grinned and rested his head on the table, groaning.
"Ugh...I can't wait till my shifts over" I started sipping my coke, listening to Adam moan more and more, I finished my meal, which in the end turned out to be dinner, I started walking home, leaving Adam in the restaurant, I smiled to myself how he always talked to me and how sweet he was. I started to walk at a quicker speed when I realized the rain was seeping through my hoodie and sticking to me, I started to eventually run home. I got home and got changed into warm clothes; I made a cup of hot chocolate and drank it, eventually falling asleep on my couch.
I woke up when someone knocked on the door, I lifted my heavy eyelids and sat up...still lying on the couch, my back cracked several times in different places as I stumbled over to the door, I unlocked it and opened it to see Billie grinning, then narrowing his eyes.
"Why aren't you ready?"
"Huh?"
"We're going to LA.."
"WHAT?!"
"You need to get ready" Billie said, sighing and rubbing his tired face.
"Quickly"
"Okie..wait a mo" I screeched as I ran away from the door, getting ready in record timing and packing my dress in my suitcase for the next day.
"Woah...that was...quick...you look lovely"
"Thank you" I blushed, looking away nervously as I walked out of my house, I locked the door and walked into the limo, which was huge, I climbed inside to see Mike, Brittany and Tré looking very annoyed.
"Er...hi?"
"What took so long?!" Tré asked, narrowing his eyes just like Billie did.
"I had to get ready"
"You knew that ti-"
"I fell asleep on the couch...ok? I don't have an alarm in every fucking room in my house"
"OooOoOo, okay miss attitude problem" Billie sat in the seat next to me, we both did our seat belts and we were on our way to a hotel in LA which was close to the Staples Centre...the name amused me, it was where the Grammies were being held.
"Well it IS 5am in the morning"
"Well we have to be there on time" Mike said rolling his eyes at me.
"QUIT BITCHING AT ME!" I shouted, everyone looked on shocked at how loud I had become, even if it was 5am and I was tired.
"I'm...jus going to go to sleep before anyone shouts at me" I yawned and closed my eyes, dozing off.
***
"So you share the suite with Billie.." Tré said looking at the hotel keys, I nodded, not really caring if I slept with the old smelly man next to me, all I wanted was a nice comfy bed to sleep in so I didn't have dark circles for the Grammies.
I grabbed the key card and practically ran towards the elevator that everyone seemed to squish into, along with our heavy suitcases it was lucky that the elevator didn't break or something.
"Sleeeeep" I murmured heading towards mine and Billie's room.
"Need sleeep"
"You slept in the limo"
"Tried to, but with Tré burping the alphabet it was pretty damn hard" Billie laughed and walked into the suite along with me, I ran over to the bed and did a dive onto it.
"You know the idea of a bed is changing into your pyjamas, getting under the covers and sleeping...right?"
"You know the idea of fuck off is leave Jenni alone so she can sleep...right?"
"Alllll right" Billie said throwing his hands up in the air for defence, he laughed before walking out the bedroom and quietly closing the door so I could get some sleep...even though that meant I'd probably be up all night.
***
'THUD!' I groaned and looked around, it was dark and I was lying on the floor, damn me for moving too much when I'm asleep.
"Er...you okay?" Billie asked peering round the corner of the door, he sniggered when I got off the floor rolling my eyes.
"Just a little butt ache" Billie started laughing louder and opened the door fully.
"What the fuck?!"
"I fell off the bed"
"How can you fall off the bed?!"
"I rolled off"
"That was clever"
"I was asleep"
"Reallll genius" He said looking at the ceiling shaking his head and folding his arms, I narrowed my arms and playfully hit his arm.
"You need anger management"
"You need an AA meeting"
"What?!"
"Alcohol anonymous"
"Riiight...wait. What are you trying to say about me?"
"Nothing" I smiled and walked past him muttering, "Drunken fool" Billie gasped and grabbed my wrist.
"How dare ye!" He shouted jokingly, letting go of my wrists and laughing.
"I haven't drank that much recently... but tomorrow...I'm gonna get hammered after the Grammies"
"At the after party"
"Nah, that sucks...talking to people you hate and stuff...I'm just gonna get pissed in a bar somewhere"
"Well don't come barging into our suite drunk out of your ass and wake me up, 'cause I'll be angry"
"I can't control what my drunken body will do tomorrow... who knows what will happen?"
"Yeah, I mean pigs could fly, I mean just imagine that" I said sarcastically, sitting on the couch and eating some chips I had found on the table.
"Heyyy"
"What?" I asked Billie, looking clueless.
"They were mine"
"Tough...my chips" Billie pouted and flopped on the seat next to me.
"Let me have one then" I held out the packet as Billie went to grab one, but grabbed the whole packet from me, I groaned and just lay on the couch, I gave up...I wasn't even hungry anyways.
"Today I feel lazy" I yawned and closed my eyes.
"I could sleep all day"
"It's midnight, and you did sleep all day"
"Ah...whatever" I threw my hand over my face and rested for awhile. It really was just one of those lazy days where you couldn't be arsed to do anything and you'd rather just sleep all day because your so bored, I wasn't saying that Billie Joe was boring...just that nothing in my life was that exciting, though the Grammies would be very exciting for me... I was so nervous and anti photogenic, people taking pictures of me always seem to catch the bad side of me...which was every angle of my whole entire body...can't blame me for hating myself, I always have...just something I did...mentally beat myself up.
Which leads to me being very paranoid nearly every second of the day, each look I got seemed like a dirty look in my mind, every photo I was in looked shit...I wish I wasn't like this. For a few minutes I just lay there, before yawning once again and looking to Billie eating the chips loudly, I snatched them off him, giggling.
"Don't eat so loudly" I said, sounding like a parent.
He shrugged, settling himself down on the couch next to me, grabbing the chips back.
"Mine." He mumbled like a young kid, opening his mouth and showing the chewed chips.
"Ew! That's disgusting!" I cried out, jumping away from him.
"What? My mouth? My mouth is good. Ask old girlfriends."
"..No thanks."
"You're loss." He shrugged, turning the TV on.
***
Billie Joe held a glass of champagne in his hand; an arm perched around my neck, his mind becoming slightly foggy from the drinks.
"I told you, you should go to AA meetings."
He rolled his eyes playfully, using my body to keep him balanced. I could feel Tre's eyes on us, but he didn't understand. It wasn't my fault that Billie Joe was bringing me everywhere... it was Billie Joe.
The Green Day group had gotten finished with pictures, interviews, and all that, and it was time to go inside for the show. Billie Joe pulled me along with him, a smile on his face as we walked along the isles to our seats, him seating me on the end, and him next to me.
"It's really kickass that you came," He said with a nod of his head, "You give me company."
I smiled softly, nodding my head as the rest of the people around us filled into the seats, the room becoming hotter from their body heat. Billie Joe slunk down in his seat a little, resting his hand on my wrist, as if nervous that holding my hand would be too much.
The show started in a little while, Billie Joe becoming restless during them.
"Billie Joe. Stop."
"What am I doing?"
"You just kicked me for the fifth time."
He grinned, bowing his head, "Sorry."
I sighed, shaking my head at him, yet smiling. "You're just a kid."
"I know. But I can't help it."
"I guess the Prozac is working then, eh?"
"... Yeah...sure."
I laughed, shaking my head at him as we both turned back to the stage, watching the people on stage talk.
When it was time for the band to be nominated, I could feel Billie Joe tense up. After all the years of winning awards, it actually still made him slightly nervous to be nominated.
"You okay?" I asked.
He nodded his head, biting his bottom lip.
"And the winner is... " They paused dramatically, "Green Day!"
Billie Joe let out a breath he had been holding, smiling as he turned to me. I smiled back at him, watching Mike lean over and kiss Brittney.
Billie Joe hesitated, before placing a hand on the side of my cheek, pressing his lips to mine softly. I sat there for a quick moment, before my eyes widened, the kiss registering in my mind, as his lips still lay placed against mine. He pulled away and winked before going up to get the awards with Mike and Tré who had confused looks spread across their faces. I bit my lip... still very shocked at what had just happened...I even brought my fingers to my lips and just froze, touching them, I looked at Tré and smiled, mouthing a 'well done' to him, but he just gave me a cold look. My phone silently vibrated, I sighed and looked at caller ID, it was my mother. I told Brittney I would be taking the call outside, she nodded and I quietly left my chair and walked outside.
"Hey mom" I whispered until I finally got outside where it was raining, I rolled my eyes and sat underneath the canopy of the Staples Centre.
"Hey Jenni, is your plane all booked?"
"Yeah"
"So you'll be here in two days?"
"Well, England yes, but I will be staying at my house and going to my friends, I'll go to your house about the day before I leave"
"Okay, but your dad expects to see you, and he's not very happy with you"
"Yeah, yeah" I groaned rubbing my forehead.
"You do realize I was at the Grammies...luckily my phones on silent"
"What?!"
"I'm at the Grammies with Green Day...remember I told you?"
"But I didn't believe you" My mom snorted I shook my head and stood up.
"Thanks mom just goes to show how much you can trust me"
"Now I didn't mean it like that Jennifer"
"Whatever" I mumbled looking up at the sky as thunder rumbled.
"Just great"
"What?"
"Oh it's thundering"
"Oh"
"So." I started as I shivered, I heard many people talking and the press starting to shout, I knew the Grammies were over and soon everyone started to pile out of the building. I was going to become squishy liquid if I didn't move.
"I'll see you sometime next week then, kay? Bye" I hung up and watched as celebrities started to come out, the press were all over them, I needed to find the gang and try not to get squished, I decided I'd go over to where the limo was and wait for them, I got in the limo and wiped off some rain droplets on my dress I had got when I left the shelter of the building.
"Hey! Where was you?" Tré shouted running to me.
"Had to take a call, by the time I'd finished everyone was coming out, so I decided to wait over here" I smiled; Tré nodded then gave me a confused look.
"What happened with you and Billie? He's gone all shy about it"
"Honestly, I haven't got a fucking clue to what happened back there"
"Do you l-like him?"
"Sure I do" I smirked looking to Mike and Billie who were walking over, they started to run once they realized it was raining, I laughed and shook my head.
"Pathetic" I mumbled before locking eyes with Billie who just smiled at me. We packed into the limo, heading to the hotel where the guys were going to celebrate winning awards.
"Congrats guys!" Mike laughed, passing glass wines around in the limo and opening a champagne bottle, which he found in the mini fridge, he poured our drink and we toasted to good old days.
We got into the hotel, Tré screaming the Olé song at the top of his voice; I rolled my eyes but still joined in. We headed into mine and Billie's apartment for the party, by the end of the night we was out of our heads, Tré, Mike and Brittney managed to stumble back to their rooms whilst me and Billie lay on the floor discussing how many stars are probably dead in the sky.
"Okay mister brainy fuck, you're giving me a headache," I groaned rolling over, feeling as though I was sobering up rather fast.
"I already have one" Slurred Billie who sat up, blinking to try and correct his blurry vision.
"Ow" He held onto his head and stumbled into the kitchen, his shaking hands opened the Aspirin bottle, and he took two pills out and drank them with some cold water straight from the tap.
"That should help, I think" One of Billie's eyes clamped shut as he lost balance, he held onto the small kitchen counter and waited till he could stand up with out feeling dizzy.
"I'm going to go to bed" He yawned.
"Okally dokally" I nodded sitting on the couch, I groaned as I felt my stomach churn, I laid back and closed my eyes, drifting to sleep, knowing that when I woke up I would feel like crap.
***
As dawn broke through the palm trees outside my hotel window, a crack of sunlight beamed onto my eyes, forcing them to open. I rubbed my head sitting up on the couch, I tilted my head to see Billie still passed out in bed; I rolled my eyes as I glanced to the clock. It was only 8am. But I was up so I wouldn't get back to sleep, especially with a headache that felt like someone chain sawing my head. My stomach did a gambol as my throat tensed up, I clamped my eyes shut as I lurched forward, putting one hand over my mouth and one over my stomach as I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom, I was sick in the toilet, knowing I probably had woken up the whole neighbourhood, I lingered over the toilet, staring at the remains of any snack I had between yesterday and today, I felt queasy once again and my stomach lurched once again, I felt a cold sensation in my back as Billie pressed his hand against it, I sighed and closed my eyes.
"Go...go away"
"Why?" He croaked.
"I don't like people seeing me throw up... I don't know."
"Oh, well, I'll get you some cold water and I'll be in the living room if you need me"
"T-Thanks" I groaned, rubbing my forehead and wiping off the sweat that had formed there.
"Shiiiit" I said lurching over again. Oh boy. Today was going to be so fun.
I hadn't slept much since the 10th of January, and it was now the 20th, 10 whole days of sitting in my house, being lazy and tired constantly, I had turned into an insomniac, if anything I was turning into a nocturnal since I was awake most of the night and falling asleep during the day.
I had a few phone calls of Morgan saying how she was adjusting to her new classes and settling in with the family once again, two off Tré telling me how sexy he was and one off Mike saying how bummed Billie seems and if I knew why. Sure I did, I wasn't going to tell him, I simply replied 'man PMS'. I shrugged off any unwanted thoughts directed to Billie; I still had a stale feeling towards him. I really wanted that job and he stopped me because he was being so selfish.
I picked up a bag of sugar and turned around so I was face with the magazine rack, I picked up Kerrang! And walked towards the counter. I narrowed my eyes at the old man that was snoozing, I coughed and looked away abruptly, and he woke up with a moan and looked to me.
"Oh sorry" He croaked, I put my hand up and smiled.
"It's okay" He scanned my two items and calculated the cost.
"That will be 5 bucks please" I handed him the money...still quite confused with the currency of the country, I was so used to the British pound.
"Thank you" I smiled and left, carrying my stuff out with me and walking back to my house, it was only a 5-minute walk, which was handy. I opened the door, technically kicking it first then opening it since it had become wedged when I had slammed it awhile ago, I shut the door, and for some strange reason I locked it. I wiped my tired eyes before finding myself yawning.
6 am, I had no sleep the night before, what have I let myself become? Why have I reduced myself to a low life ass?
I groaned and rubbed my forehead as I felt it throb, I sat down at my kitchen table, totally forgetting about the coffee I had wanted, I lay my head down and went to sleep in the most uncomfortable position.
***
I finally woke up, yawning though, at 3 p.m. with chronic backache and dark circles around my eyes, I looked towards my coffee pot, I couldn't be bothered, I stumbled out of the kitchen chair and looked into my fridge.
"Redbull" I mumbled taking a can of Redbull out the fridge and opening it up, I took a sip and waited for my energy to be partially restored. 3 cans later I was bouncing off the ceiling, running round the house and playing hide and seek with Haushinka, I decided to call people randomly, I didn't look at who I quick dialled, and if I had known I wouldn't have pressed the God damn button.
"Hello?" Oh no.
"Uh...hey B-Billie, it's...Jenni" I bit my lip, I suddenly became more aware of what was happening and my sugar level went down, followed by my heart rate quickening up.
"Oh... hey" He said quietly.
"Uh..." I hadn't a clue what to say...where to start..?
"Look I'm so sorry" I sighed, it seemed the best thing to do, my outrage and anger towards him was horrible, it wasn't like me at all.
"I shouldn't of yelled like that, I really am sorry, it's not like me at all"
"No it's okay, you had the right to shout at me like that"
"No, no, don't say that, I was out of line" I heard Billie sigh as I glanced around my kitchen.
"Wanna come over?"
"Uh... I'm sorta busy"
"Oh"
"I have to do this divorce thing...ya know?"
"I know...nearly finished?"
"Yep, I'm sending it off tomorrow"
"Yay, then you're a free man"
"Niiice"
"I can come round...I s'pose, it's not gonna take all day to sign some stupid paper"
"Yay" I laughed and settled onto my couch.
"Okay, so...I'll see you in a minute?"
"Yeah, bye"
"See yah" I felt like a weight had been lifted on my shoulders, just by talking I sorted out my problems, but will that work when I go back home?
I fumbled with the buttons on my blouse for a while, I was just staring into space doing nothing but breathing and blinking. A door bell rung and sounded throughout the house, I sighed and got off the couch and made my way to the door, I opened it and laughed, Billie Joe was holding a bouquet of red roses, I smiled and blushed as he handed them to me.
"I'm sorry" He sighed, looking at me from the top of his eyes.
"Ah forget about it, the past is the past...right?" I smiled as I invited him into my house.
"Ya know it's quite cold today"
"If you think this is cold...wait till we get to England" Billie grinned and sat down on my couch whilst I went into my kitchen and filled and empty vase with some cool water and set the flowers inside, I put it on my fire hearth.
"So... whatcha been up to?" He asked me, I shrugged and sat next to me.
"Nothing much...I've been kind of a lazy ass recently, you?"
"Same, but I've been doing the divorce thing and I went to a solicitor yesterday about all the stuff we share...she wanted my car and half my money...fucking bitch"
"And..?"
"I fought against it, and well she wants me to take her to court...God, why does she have to be fucking ignorant?!"
"Just think...in a year everything will be okay"
"You can't be sure of that, something else is gonna happen"
"Well...if it happens, then it happens, dude your gonna get through this shit"
"Thanks" Billie smirked, putting his arm around me.
Finally, everything was back to normal... just after a simple chat... how could I be so stupid in the first place anyways?
***
The 6th of February, 2 days before the Grammy's and 4 days before I went back home.
I was a nervous wreck. I headed over to Tré's house where the 'gang' met up and discussed what they were to do at the Grammies.
I knocked on the door and Tré answered, he welcomed me in and we sat down on the couch, Mike and Billie Joe were already there.
"So.." I started, glancing at each member of the trio.
"Hope ya win at the awards"
"Thanks" They all murmured, I sighed and rolled my eyes, these guys seemed so tired, I don't think they even wanted to go to the Grammies.
"Are you going?" Tré asked, I bit my lip, I actually hadn't said yes or no to him yet, and I didn't really have a dress.
"Tré..I don't have a dress"
"Well..." Mike started and walked away, he came back in with a box, he handed it to me and I opened it up and gasped.
"Wow... oh my God Thank you" I grinned; Mike pointed at Tré and Billie who smiled.
"They helped pick it out too"
"Thanks but...I don't know whether I-I can go... I mean I'm really nervous and I hate people taking pictures of me"
"You'll be fine, 'cause to be honest I hate it too" Tré smiled, I nodded and looked to the pleading gang.
"Ugh...fine" I rolled my eyes and settled the box next to me on the couch.
"I'll go try this on then" I said and walked to Tré's bathroom. It was a perfect fit, it was black that cut off before it got to my arms, I usually hated those sort of tops because I was afraid it would fall down, but it was quite tight with elastic. I twirled around and laughed, I also saw a shiny necklace, which was tied to the dress; I smiled and tried it on. I looked so smart.
I walked out the bathroom and into the lounge where the guys where, I did a twirl and smiled.
"How do I look?"
"Lovely" They all said in unison, I narrowed my eyes and turned around.
"Hey does my ass look big in this?" I laughed before walking back to the bathroom to get changed.
I came back in and put my dress into the box and my necklace, and knotted my laces on my shoes before I broke my neck.
"Okay, so I guess I'm going" I laughed, the guys cheered quietly.
"Why you guys so bummed?" I sighed, and watched as they just shrugged.
"I'm kind of bored of award shows...they suck" Billie mumbled, I nodded and smiled.
"That makes me feel so much better about going to the Grammies"
"Well hey, Brittany's going" Mike smirked, I surprisingly felt better, but since I hardly knew her I was nervous.
"That's cool" After awhile of just murmuring to each other, I got quite annoyed, I became bored and decided going home and being by myself would be more fun, I decided to walk home, that way I could go to the Café and pick up something to eat and drink.
I got to the Café and settled down on one of the chairs, peering at the menu layed out in front of my eyes.
"Can I help you?" A man said, he looked about the same age as me.
"Er...I'll have a coke and erm...cheeseburger please"
"Would you like fries with that?" I laughed and nodded, the guy smiled and took care of my order, I waited for 5 minutes, in which I was just staring out the window tapping my fingers...soon in started to rain, I sighed as it started to thump against the Café window.
"Here ya go gorgeous" I looked to the guy smiling, I shook my head blushing with a goofy grin spread across my face.
"Do you work every single day? Every time I come in here you're here"
"Naw, I'm just stalking you"
"Of course" I rolled my eyes and started to laugh, the guy whose nametag read 'Adam' sat down next to me glancing at his watch.
"My break just started" Adam grinned and rested his head on the table, groaning.
"Ugh...I can't wait till my shifts over" I started sipping my coke, listening to Adam moan more and more, I finished my meal, which in the end turned out to be dinner, I started walking home, leaving Adam in the restaurant, I smiled to myself how he always talked to me and how sweet he was. I started to walk at a quicker speed when I realized the rain was seeping through my hoodie and sticking to me, I started to eventually run home. I got home and got changed into warm clothes; I made a cup of hot chocolate and drank it, eventually falling asleep on my couch.
I woke up when someone knocked on the door, I lifted my heavy eyelids and sat up...still lying on the couch, my back cracked several times in different places as I stumbled over to the door, I unlocked it and opened it to see Billie grinning, then narrowing his eyes.
"Why aren't you ready?"
"Huh?"
"We're going to LA.."
"WHAT?!"
"You need to get ready" Billie said, sighing and rubbing his tired face.
"Quickly"
"Okie..wait a mo" I screeched as I ran away from the door, getting ready in record timing and packing my dress in my suitcase for the next day.
"Woah...that was...quick...you look lovely"
"Thank you" I blushed, looking away nervously as I walked out of my house, I locked the door and walked into the limo, which was huge, I climbed inside to see Mike, Brittany and Tré looking very annoyed.
"Er...hi?"
"What took so long?!" Tré asked, narrowing his eyes just like Billie did.
"I had to get ready"
"You knew that ti-"
"I fell asleep on the couch...ok? I don't have an alarm in every fucking room in my house"
"OooOoOo, okay miss attitude problem" Billie sat in the seat next to me, we both did our seat belts and we were on our way to a hotel in LA which was close to the Staples Centre...the name amused me, it was where the Grammies were being held.
"Well it IS 5am in the morning"
"Well we have to be there on time" Mike said rolling his eyes at me.
"QUIT BITCHING AT ME!" I shouted, everyone looked on shocked at how loud I had become, even if it was 5am and I was tired.
"I'm...jus going to go to sleep before anyone shouts at me" I yawned and closed my eyes, dozing off.
***
"So you share the suite with Billie.." Tré said looking at the hotel keys, I nodded, not really caring if I slept with the old smelly man next to me, all I wanted was a nice comfy bed to sleep in so I didn't have dark circles for the Grammies.
I grabbed the key card and practically ran towards the elevator that everyone seemed to squish into, along with our heavy suitcases it was lucky that the elevator didn't break or something.
"Sleeeeep" I murmured heading towards mine and Billie's room.
"Need sleeep"
"You slept in the limo"
"Tried to, but with Tré burping the alphabet it was pretty damn hard" Billie laughed and walked into the suite along with me, I ran over to the bed and did a dive onto it.
"You know the idea of a bed is changing into your pyjamas, getting under the covers and sleeping...right?"
"You know the idea of fuck off is leave Jenni alone so she can sleep...right?"
"Alllll right" Billie said throwing his hands up in the air for defence, he laughed before walking out the bedroom and quietly closing the door so I could get some sleep...even though that meant I'd probably be up all night.
***
'THUD!' I groaned and looked around, it was dark and I was lying on the floor, damn me for moving too much when I'm asleep.
"Er...you okay?" Billie asked peering round the corner of the door, he sniggered when I got off the floor rolling my eyes.
"Just a little butt ache" Billie started laughing louder and opened the door fully.
"What the fuck?!"
"I fell off the bed"
"How can you fall off the bed?!"
"I rolled off"
"That was clever"
"I was asleep"
"Reallll genius" He said looking at the ceiling shaking his head and folding his arms, I narrowed my arms and playfully hit his arm.
"You need anger management"
"You need an AA meeting"
"What?!"
"Alcohol anonymous"
"Riiight...wait. What are you trying to say about me?"
"Nothing" I smiled and walked past him muttering, "Drunken fool" Billie gasped and grabbed my wrist.
"How dare ye!" He shouted jokingly, letting go of my wrists and laughing.
"I haven't drank that much recently... but tomorrow...I'm gonna get hammered after the Grammies"
"At the after party"
"Nah, that sucks...talking to people you hate and stuff...I'm just gonna get pissed in a bar somewhere"
"Well don't come barging into our suite drunk out of your ass and wake me up, 'cause I'll be angry"
"I can't control what my drunken body will do tomorrow... who knows what will happen?"
"Yeah, I mean pigs could fly, I mean just imagine that" I said sarcastically, sitting on the couch and eating some chips I had found on the table.
"Heyyy"
"What?" I asked Billie, looking clueless.
"They were mine"
"Tough...my chips" Billie pouted and flopped on the seat next to me.
"Let me have one then" I held out the packet as Billie went to grab one, but grabbed the whole packet from me, I groaned and just lay on the couch, I gave up...I wasn't even hungry anyways.
"Today I feel lazy" I yawned and closed my eyes.
"I could sleep all day"
"It's midnight, and you did sleep all day"
"Ah...whatever" I threw my hand over my face and rested for awhile. It really was just one of those lazy days where you couldn't be arsed to do anything and you'd rather just sleep all day because your so bored, I wasn't saying that Billie Joe was boring...just that nothing in my life was that exciting, though the Grammies would be very exciting for me... I was so nervous and anti photogenic, people taking pictures of me always seem to catch the bad side of me...which was every angle of my whole entire body...can't blame me for hating myself, I always have...just something I did...mentally beat myself up.
Which leads to me being very paranoid nearly every second of the day, each look I got seemed like a dirty look in my mind, every photo I was in looked shit...I wish I wasn't like this. For a few minutes I just lay there, before yawning once again and looking to Billie eating the chips loudly, I snatched them off him, giggling.
"Don't eat so loudly" I said, sounding like a parent.
He shrugged, settling himself down on the couch next to me, grabbing the chips back.
"Mine." He mumbled like a young kid, opening his mouth and showing the chewed chips.
"Ew! That's disgusting!" I cried out, jumping away from him.
"What? My mouth? My mouth is good. Ask old girlfriends."
"..No thanks."
"You're loss." He shrugged, turning the TV on.
***
Billie Joe held a glass of champagne in his hand; an arm perched around my neck, his mind becoming slightly foggy from the drinks.
"I told you, you should go to AA meetings."
He rolled his eyes playfully, using my body to keep him balanced. I could feel Tre's eyes on us, but he didn't understand. It wasn't my fault that Billie Joe was bringing me everywhere... it was Billie Joe.
The Green Day group had gotten finished with pictures, interviews, and all that, and it was time to go inside for the show. Billie Joe pulled me along with him, a smile on his face as we walked along the isles to our seats, him seating me on the end, and him next to me.
"It's really kickass that you came," He said with a nod of his head, "You give me company."
I smiled softly, nodding my head as the rest of the people around us filled into the seats, the room becoming hotter from their body heat. Billie Joe slunk down in his seat a little, resting his hand on my wrist, as if nervous that holding my hand would be too much.
The show started in a little while, Billie Joe becoming restless during them.
"Billie Joe. Stop."
"What am I doing?"
"You just kicked me for the fifth time."
He grinned, bowing his head, "Sorry."
I sighed, shaking my head at him, yet smiling. "You're just a kid."
"I know. But I can't help it."
"I guess the Prozac is working then, eh?"
"... Yeah...sure."
I laughed, shaking my head at him as we both turned back to the stage, watching the people on stage talk.
When it was time for the band to be nominated, I could feel Billie Joe tense up. After all the years of winning awards, it actually still made him slightly nervous to be nominated.
"You okay?" I asked.
He nodded his head, biting his bottom lip.
"And the winner is... " They paused dramatically, "Green Day!"
Billie Joe let out a breath he had been holding, smiling as he turned to me. I smiled back at him, watching Mike lean over and kiss Brittney.
Billie Joe hesitated, before placing a hand on the side of my cheek, pressing his lips to mine softly. I sat there for a quick moment, before my eyes widened, the kiss registering in my mind, as his lips still lay placed against mine. He pulled away and winked before going up to get the awards with Mike and Tré who had confused looks spread across their faces. I bit my lip... still very shocked at what had just happened...I even brought my fingers to my lips and just froze, touching them, I looked at Tré and smiled, mouthing a 'well done' to him, but he just gave me a cold look. My phone silently vibrated, I sighed and looked at caller ID, it was my mother. I told Brittney I would be taking the call outside, she nodded and I quietly left my chair and walked outside.
"Hey mom" I whispered until I finally got outside where it was raining, I rolled my eyes and sat underneath the canopy of the Staples Centre.
"Hey Jenni, is your plane all booked?"
"Yeah"
"So you'll be here in two days?"
"Well, England yes, but I will be staying at my house and going to my friends, I'll go to your house about the day before I leave"
"Okay, but your dad expects to see you, and he's not very happy with you"
"Yeah, yeah" I groaned rubbing my forehead.
"You do realize I was at the Grammies...luckily my phones on silent"
"What?!"
"I'm at the Grammies with Green Day...remember I told you?"
"But I didn't believe you" My mom snorted I shook my head and stood up.
"Thanks mom just goes to show how much you can trust me"
"Now I didn't mean it like that Jennifer"
"Whatever" I mumbled looking up at the sky as thunder rumbled.
"Just great"
"What?"
"Oh it's thundering"
"Oh"
"So." I started as I shivered, I heard many people talking and the press starting to shout, I knew the Grammies were over and soon everyone started to pile out of the building. I was going to become squishy liquid if I didn't move.
"I'll see you sometime next week then, kay? Bye" I hung up and watched as celebrities started to come out, the press were all over them, I needed to find the gang and try not to get squished, I decided I'd go over to where the limo was and wait for them, I got in the limo and wiped off some rain droplets on my dress I had got when I left the shelter of the building.
"Hey! Where was you?" Tré shouted running to me.
"Had to take a call, by the time I'd finished everyone was coming out, so I decided to wait over here" I smiled; Tré nodded then gave me a confused look.
"What happened with you and Billie? He's gone all shy about it"
"Honestly, I haven't got a fucking clue to what happened back there"
"Do you l-like him?"
"Sure I do" I smirked looking to Mike and Billie who were walking over, they started to run once they realized it was raining, I laughed and shook my head.
"Pathetic" I mumbled before locking eyes with Billie who just smiled at me. We packed into the limo, heading to the hotel where the guys were going to celebrate winning awards.
"Congrats guys!" Mike laughed, passing glass wines around in the limo and opening a champagne bottle, which he found in the mini fridge, he poured our drink and we toasted to good old days.
We got into the hotel, Tré screaming the Olé song at the top of his voice; I rolled my eyes but still joined in. We headed into mine and Billie's apartment for the party, by the end of the night we was out of our heads, Tré, Mike and Brittney managed to stumble back to their rooms whilst me and Billie lay on the floor discussing how many stars are probably dead in the sky.
"Okay mister brainy fuck, you're giving me a headache," I groaned rolling over, feeling as though I was sobering up rather fast.
"I already have one" Slurred Billie who sat up, blinking to try and correct his blurry vision.
"Ow" He held onto his head and stumbled into the kitchen, his shaking hands opened the Aspirin bottle, and he took two pills out and drank them with some cold water straight from the tap.
"That should help, I think" One of Billie's eyes clamped shut as he lost balance, he held onto the small kitchen counter and waited till he could stand up with out feeling dizzy.
"I'm going to go to bed" He yawned.
"Okally dokally" I nodded sitting on the couch, I groaned as I felt my stomach churn, I laid back and closed my eyes, drifting to sleep, knowing that when I woke up I would feel like crap.
***
As dawn broke through the palm trees outside my hotel window, a crack of sunlight beamed onto my eyes, forcing them to open. I rubbed my head sitting up on the couch, I tilted my head to see Billie still passed out in bed; I rolled my eyes as I glanced to the clock. It was only 8am. But I was up so I wouldn't get back to sleep, especially with a headache that felt like someone chain sawing my head. My stomach did a gambol as my throat tensed up, I clamped my eyes shut as I lurched forward, putting one hand over my mouth and one over my stomach as I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom, I was sick in the toilet, knowing I probably had woken up the whole neighbourhood, I lingered over the toilet, staring at the remains of any snack I had between yesterday and today, I felt queasy once again and my stomach lurched once again, I felt a cold sensation in my back as Billie pressed his hand against it, I sighed and closed my eyes.
"Go...go away"
"Why?" He croaked.
"I don't like people seeing me throw up... I don't know."
"Oh, well, I'll get you some cold water and I'll be in the living room if you need me"
"T-Thanks" I groaned, rubbing my forehead and wiping off the sweat that had formed there.
"Shiiiit" I said lurching over again. Oh boy. Today was going to be so fun.
