It's Not As Easy As It Looks, chapter 7
I stood up, blushing with nervousness, blinking my eyes as I looked at the karaoke screen, I chose the song and started to sing, all through it I was so twitchy, scared I was going to mess up.
At the end of the song I squeezed my eyes shut, fearing what the guys were thinking, I opened one eye and I was greeted by 3 faces, Morgan started clapping, joined by Tré and Billie Joe, I smiled.
"Thank you" I laughed standing up and doing a shy little curtsy.
"Wow, you can sing fucking great!" Billie smiled as we made eye contact, it seemed for a few seconds we were just smiling at each other, before I drooped my head and sat back on the couch, resting my head in my hands, my sudden sadness caused Tré's sensitive side to react, he walked over to where I was sitting and brushed my fringe from my eyes.
"Jen.. is this about your family?" I sighed and nodded.
"Hey.. you can see them anytime" Tré smiled i shook my head.
"It's not as easy as that Tré, I shouted at my dad, and now he hates me, my mom probably does, hell even my cat probably does, I can't go back, I went against their orders, my dad would kill me if I ever got back, and don't say no he won't, because he will! Or he's probably beaten my mom to a pulp! I hated that life, I wanted to leave since I learned about running away, I was a depressed cutter for one part of my life, hell I thought about death every day, because that way I could escape from life.." Tré gave me a bear hug, killing every bone and organ in my body.
"Ugh.. Tré.. I'm dieing" Tré let go and gasped.
"What?! Why?!"
"Because you were squishing me" Tré relaxed his shoulders and let out a large sigh.
"Phew, I thought you was gonna die or something"
"Oh.. thanks" I smiled.
"Hey no problem" He winked and slapped me playfully on the eye.
***
"Turn up the god damn volume on the CD player.. I want to party!" Tré smiled, cracking open his 5th beer, I went to Billie's kitchen and drew out a can of beer for myself - my first for the night.
"Hey Billie.. can I have a beer?" I asked biting my lip, he nodded and I walked into the lounge, leaving Billie in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a phone pressed closely over his right ear.
"Yes I do understand I'm away a lot, but.. over 8 weeks I see the kids for 2 weeks.. I've realised it's not fair"
"So you didn't say anything when the divorce was finalised?!" Billie sighed, he twisted his wedding ring around his finger, he still kept it, he may of hated Adrienne, but he did love her, always will..what was wrong with him? Why couldn't he let go?
"Ever think we could have a 2nd chance at this marriage?"
"Billie.. the marriage was screwed up, even before what I -er, did"
"Yeah, but..Adie I still lo-"
"Don't Billie, it will be easier to let go, find another woman that will love you like I did"
"You say that like your gonna die"
"Yeah well, Billie I gotta go, have a nice life"
"Wait Adie!" Adie hung up on the other end, leaving Billie confused, she was speaking like she was never going to see him again, when a few minutes ago they were arguing the fact Adie was going to have the boys all the time.
Without any hesitation Billie pressed redial on the button, Adie picked up the phone again.
"Adie, are you going to die? Because if you are, I have to know so we can sort out everything"
"Billie I'm not dieing, just trying to forget"
"Forget what? Us? Our love?"
"Something like that"
"You can't just forget about that"
"I can"
"Well it's gonna be hard, since your gonna have to drop our kids off at my house, I'll see you then"
"I can't do that, I'll be sending them in a cab"
"Your joking me?!"
"No" She simply replied, Billie grew more angry by the second.
"So I won't see you again?"
"Hopefully not, bye" She hung up, Billie did not want to speak to her again, instead he threw the phone across the kitchen and got a can of beer out of the fridge, and joined me Tré and Megan in the lounge.
***
As the night grew darker, my words became more slurred by ever chug of beer I took, I clung onto the stair rail, giggling like a maniac as I stumbled into the bathroom with Megan.
I looked at myself in the window, I squinted, trying to get my vision to clear, I let go of the bathroom counter and became dizzy, I fell backwards, landing on the floor with a thud, Megan - who hadn't had much too drink, picked me up and managed to carry me into a spare bedroom that must of been one of Billie's children, I was in a daze, my vision darkened and I fell into a deep slumber, Megan lightly dropped me onto the bed, making sure I was under the covers and on my side when she left, shaking her head and laughing quietly to herself.
She strolled downstairs and found Billie and Tré both passed out on the couch, lying top to tails, she didn't fancy going back to the hotel by herself, so she welcomed herself to the other spare room in Billie's house, lying down in bed, still fully dressed, Megan fell into a quiet sleep.
***
I woke up and groaned, I held my head and squinted my eyes to survey the area, I moaned as I looked at the clock, it was 7am, I rolled over and blinked as I took in the contents lying on my pillow, a form of a crimson colour had gathered where I had been lying, I took my hand off my head and looked at it, the goo was a dark brown, my brain finally recognised what it was and I nearly jumped up, why did I have blood on my head?
I got off the bed, but felt uneasy, I held my stomach and held onto the wall and walked out the bedroom, I grabbed onto anything to keep me up, my legs were failing to work, I mentally kicked myself for having to much too drink.
I walked down the stairs, grasping the railings so hard my knuckles to white, I walked into the lounge to find many empty beer cans and Tré and Billie stirring.
"Dude! Get your fucking foot out my mouth!" Billie groaned and rolled off the couch, landing with a thud, he got up, wobbling.
"Whoa.. my head.." He said, holding out his arms to stop the world from spinning and to regain his balance.
"Billie?" I croaked, he looked at me, I was pale and I was still loosing blood.
"Have you got a band aid or something for my head?" I swayed, loosing balance and falling onto Tré who fell back to sleep on the couch. Billie walked over to me and helped me up, taking my hand away from my head, Billie's eyes widened as he saw the blood forming a mini pool in the crest of my hand.
"We'll get you to the hospital" I nodded slowly as Billie helped me out of the house, he locked the door and we walked into his garage, he opened the car door and helped me in, I was drifting in and out of somewhere, my vision becoming blurry again.
Billie hopped into the drivers seat and looked at me concerned.
"Hang in there Jen" He said quietly patting my leg, I opened my eyes and blinked, trying to stay awake, nodding slowly, Billie pulled out of the driveway and onto the road.
***
Once again I woke up with a groan, I studied my surroundings and knew where I was, I was in the hospital.
Blinking to get the sleep out of my eyes, I slowly sat up in my bed and looked down to find me wearing one of those hospital gowns, I glanced at my arms to find me wired up to a bleeping machine and a blood source, I scratched where the needle had gone and looked behind me, pressing the call nurse button firmly, 5 minutes later a nurse came in smiling as she held a clip board.
"Good morning Jennifer" She said cheery.
"What time is it?"
"7"
"But.. it was 7 when i woke up before" I said, really confused.
"You've been out a day"
"Wow.. a day?"
"Yep, and you will be able to go home later on today, once the doctor has checked your skull and stitches"
"Stitches?!"
"Yeah, whatever you did, you smashed your skull pretty hard" I groaned as I lay back down, rubbing my forehead.
"You feel up to visitors?" I nodded as she opened the door, 3 people walked through the door, Megan came running up to me, squeezing me, she let go and bit her lip.
"I'm so sorry"
"Why?"
"Well, you fell on your head, I thought you were okay, so i carried you into the bedroom and put you on the bed..and left you there"
"It's okay Megan, you didn't know"
"I have great news Jen!" Tré smiled.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"Well Wade told me you were looking for a house, so me, Billie, Mike and Megan went looking for a house.. and we found the perfect one!"
"Awesome.. but i have no money"
"Well.. we payed for it" Tré said quietly, my mouth became permanently glued open, I was dumbstruck.
"Uh.. w-what?"
"We payed for the house, you have to pay the mortgage and stuff"
"I don't.. know what to say" I breathed in and out slowly.
"Wow" I laughed.
Billie came up to me and handed me a picture.
"Is this the house?" Billie nodded.
"You have got to be kidding me.. it's fucking huge! It must of cost you loads"
"Well we are millionaire's" Tré winked.
"But I haven't even known you that long, why do this all for me?"
"Because your a great person" Tré smiled, I looked at the photo and smiled to myself, home sweet home..
***
"Holy shit" I laughed as I got out of the cab with my suitcase I had just picked up from the hotel, I got out my house keys and twisted them in the lock, I walked in and closed the door, setting down my suitcase and walking over to a table with a bouquet on it.
'Hope you like your new house, don't forget to invite us for a party sometime,
Love from, well you know who ;) '
I laughed as I put the card back in the bouquet, I smelt it and smiled.
***
I had walked around the house several times, looked in each room, and now I was standing next to my own very swimming pool, my eyes were widened and I was speechless, it was like a mansion, it was so beautiful, I just couldn't think why they would buy me a house this big, or why at all.
"So.. you like the house?" Tré whispered into my ear, I jumped a mile and fell into the swimming pool.
"TRÉ!"
"Uh oh" He said, shitting himself as he ran off, I shook my head and got out the swimming pool I was drenched, I moaned and sighed, I grabbed my suitcase and went upstairs, leaving a water trail behind me, I got to my room and got changed then dried my hair, 10 minutes later I was walking around the house looking for the disappearing boy known as Tré.
Eventually I found him hiding in my kitchen closet, nearly scaring the hell out of me again when I went to get a bag of crisps and he jumped out on me.
"Okay, now that's two years off my life! God damn it Tré! Why did you have to make an entrance like that?" He shrugged and I let out an aggravating sigh and sat on my couch.
"When are we having a party?"
"You mean the non alcoholic kind?"
"What?! No.. you can't have a non alcoholic party"
"Sure you can, you just have a party..without alcohol, besides you know what happened to me two days ago, my head still hurts"
"Gah sorry, I kinda of forgot"
"Aww s'ok Tré, and I'm sorry you have to come to my non alcoholic party tonight."
"What? That's not fair."
"Tré, I can't let you drink in front of me, that's not fair, I mean I could of died, I thought you cared.." I sighed, slightly getting annoyed.
"I do.." He said hugging me, he pulled out and we made eye contact, he leaned in closer and I got the hint, I jumped off the couch and ran upstairs, shouting that I left my hair straighteners on, I don't know why I chickened out, it just didn't feel right, I mean sure I liked Tré, but not in that way, he was my friend, my best hyper and totally random friend, it just wouldn't feel right putting the word boy before friend, I walked down to find Tré sulking on the couch, he looked up at me with puppy eyes.
"Sorry" I said, he nodded.
"It's okay, life's not fair"
"Yeah.. I just want to be friends, I mean if we went out or something, I don't know if I could ever handle heartbreak and loosing my best friend"
"Who's saying you would be heartbroken?"
"Dude, all of my friends have been heartbroken, I do not want to go there thank you, plus your an awesome friend, it wouldn't feel right if we were going out..sorry" I sighed again, staring at my rainbow laces on my yellow converses, Tré stood up and hugged me, I hugged him back.
"Call me when you have the non alcoholic party" He mumbled and left me alone.
Great..just fucking great.
At the end of the song I squeezed my eyes shut, fearing what the guys were thinking, I opened one eye and I was greeted by 3 faces, Morgan started clapping, joined by Tré and Billie Joe, I smiled.
"Thank you" I laughed standing up and doing a shy little curtsy.
"Wow, you can sing fucking great!" Billie smiled as we made eye contact, it seemed for a few seconds we were just smiling at each other, before I drooped my head and sat back on the couch, resting my head in my hands, my sudden sadness caused Tré's sensitive side to react, he walked over to where I was sitting and brushed my fringe from my eyes.
"Jen.. is this about your family?" I sighed and nodded.
"Hey.. you can see them anytime" Tré smiled i shook my head.
"It's not as easy as that Tré, I shouted at my dad, and now he hates me, my mom probably does, hell even my cat probably does, I can't go back, I went against their orders, my dad would kill me if I ever got back, and don't say no he won't, because he will! Or he's probably beaten my mom to a pulp! I hated that life, I wanted to leave since I learned about running away, I was a depressed cutter for one part of my life, hell I thought about death every day, because that way I could escape from life.." Tré gave me a bear hug, killing every bone and organ in my body.
"Ugh.. Tré.. I'm dieing" Tré let go and gasped.
"What?! Why?!"
"Because you were squishing me" Tré relaxed his shoulders and let out a large sigh.
"Phew, I thought you was gonna die or something"
"Oh.. thanks" I smiled.
"Hey no problem" He winked and slapped me playfully on the eye.
***
"Turn up the god damn volume on the CD player.. I want to party!" Tré smiled, cracking open his 5th beer, I went to Billie's kitchen and drew out a can of beer for myself - my first for the night.
"Hey Billie.. can I have a beer?" I asked biting my lip, he nodded and I walked into the lounge, leaving Billie in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a phone pressed closely over his right ear.
"Yes I do understand I'm away a lot, but.. over 8 weeks I see the kids for 2 weeks.. I've realised it's not fair"
"So you didn't say anything when the divorce was finalised?!" Billie sighed, he twisted his wedding ring around his finger, he still kept it, he may of hated Adrienne, but he did love her, always will..what was wrong with him? Why couldn't he let go?
"Ever think we could have a 2nd chance at this marriage?"
"Billie.. the marriage was screwed up, even before what I -er, did"
"Yeah, but..Adie I still lo-"
"Don't Billie, it will be easier to let go, find another woman that will love you like I did"
"You say that like your gonna die"
"Yeah well, Billie I gotta go, have a nice life"
"Wait Adie!" Adie hung up on the other end, leaving Billie confused, she was speaking like she was never going to see him again, when a few minutes ago they were arguing the fact Adie was going to have the boys all the time.
Without any hesitation Billie pressed redial on the button, Adie picked up the phone again.
"Adie, are you going to die? Because if you are, I have to know so we can sort out everything"
"Billie I'm not dieing, just trying to forget"
"Forget what? Us? Our love?"
"Something like that"
"You can't just forget about that"
"I can"
"Well it's gonna be hard, since your gonna have to drop our kids off at my house, I'll see you then"
"I can't do that, I'll be sending them in a cab"
"Your joking me?!"
"No" She simply replied, Billie grew more angry by the second.
"So I won't see you again?"
"Hopefully not, bye" She hung up, Billie did not want to speak to her again, instead he threw the phone across the kitchen and got a can of beer out of the fridge, and joined me Tré and Megan in the lounge.
***
As the night grew darker, my words became more slurred by ever chug of beer I took, I clung onto the stair rail, giggling like a maniac as I stumbled into the bathroom with Megan.
I looked at myself in the window, I squinted, trying to get my vision to clear, I let go of the bathroom counter and became dizzy, I fell backwards, landing on the floor with a thud, Megan - who hadn't had much too drink, picked me up and managed to carry me into a spare bedroom that must of been one of Billie's children, I was in a daze, my vision darkened and I fell into a deep slumber, Megan lightly dropped me onto the bed, making sure I was under the covers and on my side when she left, shaking her head and laughing quietly to herself.
She strolled downstairs and found Billie and Tré both passed out on the couch, lying top to tails, she didn't fancy going back to the hotel by herself, so she welcomed herself to the other spare room in Billie's house, lying down in bed, still fully dressed, Megan fell into a quiet sleep.
***
I woke up and groaned, I held my head and squinted my eyes to survey the area, I moaned as I looked at the clock, it was 7am, I rolled over and blinked as I took in the contents lying on my pillow, a form of a crimson colour had gathered where I had been lying, I took my hand off my head and looked at it, the goo was a dark brown, my brain finally recognised what it was and I nearly jumped up, why did I have blood on my head?
I got off the bed, but felt uneasy, I held my stomach and held onto the wall and walked out the bedroom, I grabbed onto anything to keep me up, my legs were failing to work, I mentally kicked myself for having to much too drink.
I walked down the stairs, grasping the railings so hard my knuckles to white, I walked into the lounge to find many empty beer cans and Tré and Billie stirring.
"Dude! Get your fucking foot out my mouth!" Billie groaned and rolled off the couch, landing with a thud, he got up, wobbling.
"Whoa.. my head.." He said, holding out his arms to stop the world from spinning and to regain his balance.
"Billie?" I croaked, he looked at me, I was pale and I was still loosing blood.
"Have you got a band aid or something for my head?" I swayed, loosing balance and falling onto Tré who fell back to sleep on the couch. Billie walked over to me and helped me up, taking my hand away from my head, Billie's eyes widened as he saw the blood forming a mini pool in the crest of my hand.
"We'll get you to the hospital" I nodded slowly as Billie helped me out of the house, he locked the door and we walked into his garage, he opened the car door and helped me in, I was drifting in and out of somewhere, my vision becoming blurry again.
Billie hopped into the drivers seat and looked at me concerned.
"Hang in there Jen" He said quietly patting my leg, I opened my eyes and blinked, trying to stay awake, nodding slowly, Billie pulled out of the driveway and onto the road.
***
Once again I woke up with a groan, I studied my surroundings and knew where I was, I was in the hospital.
Blinking to get the sleep out of my eyes, I slowly sat up in my bed and looked down to find me wearing one of those hospital gowns, I glanced at my arms to find me wired up to a bleeping machine and a blood source, I scratched where the needle had gone and looked behind me, pressing the call nurse button firmly, 5 minutes later a nurse came in smiling as she held a clip board.
"Good morning Jennifer" She said cheery.
"What time is it?"
"7"
"But.. it was 7 when i woke up before" I said, really confused.
"You've been out a day"
"Wow.. a day?"
"Yep, and you will be able to go home later on today, once the doctor has checked your skull and stitches"
"Stitches?!"
"Yeah, whatever you did, you smashed your skull pretty hard" I groaned as I lay back down, rubbing my forehead.
"You feel up to visitors?" I nodded as she opened the door, 3 people walked through the door, Megan came running up to me, squeezing me, she let go and bit her lip.
"I'm so sorry"
"Why?"
"Well, you fell on your head, I thought you were okay, so i carried you into the bedroom and put you on the bed..and left you there"
"It's okay Megan, you didn't know"
"I have great news Jen!" Tré smiled.
"Yeah? What is it?"
"Well Wade told me you were looking for a house, so me, Billie, Mike and Megan went looking for a house.. and we found the perfect one!"
"Awesome.. but i have no money"
"Well.. we payed for it" Tré said quietly, my mouth became permanently glued open, I was dumbstruck.
"Uh.. w-what?"
"We payed for the house, you have to pay the mortgage and stuff"
"I don't.. know what to say" I breathed in and out slowly.
"Wow" I laughed.
Billie came up to me and handed me a picture.
"Is this the house?" Billie nodded.
"You have got to be kidding me.. it's fucking huge! It must of cost you loads"
"Well we are millionaire's" Tré winked.
"But I haven't even known you that long, why do this all for me?"
"Because your a great person" Tré smiled, I looked at the photo and smiled to myself, home sweet home..
***
"Holy shit" I laughed as I got out of the cab with my suitcase I had just picked up from the hotel, I got out my house keys and twisted them in the lock, I walked in and closed the door, setting down my suitcase and walking over to a table with a bouquet on it.
'Hope you like your new house, don't forget to invite us for a party sometime,
Love from, well you know who ;) '
I laughed as I put the card back in the bouquet, I smelt it and smiled.
***
I had walked around the house several times, looked in each room, and now I was standing next to my own very swimming pool, my eyes were widened and I was speechless, it was like a mansion, it was so beautiful, I just couldn't think why they would buy me a house this big, or why at all.
"So.. you like the house?" Tré whispered into my ear, I jumped a mile and fell into the swimming pool.
"TRÉ!"
"Uh oh" He said, shitting himself as he ran off, I shook my head and got out the swimming pool I was drenched, I moaned and sighed, I grabbed my suitcase and went upstairs, leaving a water trail behind me, I got to my room and got changed then dried my hair, 10 minutes later I was walking around the house looking for the disappearing boy known as Tré.
Eventually I found him hiding in my kitchen closet, nearly scaring the hell out of me again when I went to get a bag of crisps and he jumped out on me.
"Okay, now that's two years off my life! God damn it Tré! Why did you have to make an entrance like that?" He shrugged and I let out an aggravating sigh and sat on my couch.
"When are we having a party?"
"You mean the non alcoholic kind?"
"What?! No.. you can't have a non alcoholic party"
"Sure you can, you just have a party..without alcohol, besides you know what happened to me two days ago, my head still hurts"
"Gah sorry, I kinda of forgot"
"Aww s'ok Tré, and I'm sorry you have to come to my non alcoholic party tonight."
"What? That's not fair."
"Tré, I can't let you drink in front of me, that's not fair, I mean I could of died, I thought you cared.." I sighed, slightly getting annoyed.
"I do.." He said hugging me, he pulled out and we made eye contact, he leaned in closer and I got the hint, I jumped off the couch and ran upstairs, shouting that I left my hair straighteners on, I don't know why I chickened out, it just didn't feel right, I mean sure I liked Tré, but not in that way, he was my friend, my best hyper and totally random friend, it just wouldn't feel right putting the word boy before friend, I walked down to find Tré sulking on the couch, he looked up at me with puppy eyes.
"Sorry" I said, he nodded.
"It's okay, life's not fair"
"Yeah.. I just want to be friends, I mean if we went out or something, I don't know if I could ever handle heartbreak and loosing my best friend"
"Who's saying you would be heartbroken?"
"Dude, all of my friends have been heartbroken, I do not want to go there thank you, plus your an awesome friend, it wouldn't feel right if we were going out..sorry" I sighed again, staring at my rainbow laces on my yellow converses, Tré stood up and hugged me, I hugged him back.
"Call me when you have the non alcoholic party" He mumbled and left me alone.
Great..just fucking great.
