The broken life of Billie Joe, chapter 3
A little while passed, I still was waiting for Mike's and Tre's replies. Then, Mike decided to finally say something,"Well (clears throat) I actually don't know what to say to this, Bill, sorry, but I'm just shocked." Tre, suddenly, butted in,"Not a clue about what to say either, Bill, but we're not sure that we could actually approve to this, until, we give this a thought." What?! what am I hearing? They're trying to tell me that they don't approve! I finally said,"So, you guys can't approve, because you think you would be hanging out with a fag!" Mike said,"No, Bill, don't think that! I'm very shocked, and Tre here, is trying to make both of our minds up, but it didn't come from me!" "Alright then!" "Tre don't you have to say anything to Bill, like, let me see, an approval?!" "He doesn't have to say anything, 'cause I can see it in his eyes, and I heard it loud and clear." "I'm outta here."
So I left, both of them with their heads down, and heading down the road. I can't believe this was happening, I never thought my pals could be so hard headed, just like my mom and that beast of hers. As I was walking down in the hot sun, I couldn't make my mind up, if I was either gonna go home and tell my mom, or not go home and keep my soon to be dark secret. I was so tangled up in my thoughts that I couldn' hear the voices of the people around me, and I was walking back and forth trying to decide. All of a sudden, i saw a small motel accross the street, and I tought that it was best for me not to go home, so I was starting my way accross the street, but a little voice in my head kept telling me to go home. I decide to ignore it and keep moving on, because to think about it, there was no way in hell my mom would ever want to make face contact with me if I told her, and if Brad heard, i would get beaten even more, so I decided to cross the street. As I reached the other side to the motel, I passed by a hobo that was asking for money, food, and anything useful he may need, but I just ignored him, like I didn't have a care in the world. Then, all of a sudden, I heard sombody calling my name! I don't know if I was on something, but I heard it loud and clear!
I just ignored it, trying to wonder who that person might be, and if it was somebody looking for me, but I didn't wanna be found. Then, I heard it again! I finally decided to turn around, and to my surprise, it was the hobo! I finally responded,"What do you want?! And how in hell's name do you know my name?!" He responded with a kind and startled voice, "Im sorry, I was just trying to get your attention, but you seem to be cought up in your problem, I thought I could talk to you about it." WTF?! How does he know I have a problem?! I must really be on sumthing! I finally responded,"How the hell do you know I have a problem? What, have you been stalking me or something?! Stop talking to me okay?! I'm really agrevated because of my problem, and I dont need a freak i dont even know talking to me right now, so i suggest you leave me alone, before you get hurt." "Look Billie Joe, you're in serious trouble here, and no matter how much you're rtying to warn me and push me away, I don't seem to be frightened by you." That just left me with a smirk and surprised look on my face.
So I left, both of them with their heads down, and heading down the road. I can't believe this was happening, I never thought my pals could be so hard headed, just like my mom and that beast of hers. As I was walking down in the hot sun, I couldn't make my mind up, if I was either gonna go home and tell my mom, or not go home and keep my soon to be dark secret. I was so tangled up in my thoughts that I couldn' hear the voices of the people around me, and I was walking back and forth trying to decide. All of a sudden, i saw a small motel accross the street, and I tought that it was best for me not to go home, so I was starting my way accross the street, but a little voice in my head kept telling me to go home. I decide to ignore it and keep moving on, because to think about it, there was no way in hell my mom would ever want to make face contact with me if I told her, and if Brad heard, i would get beaten even more, so I decided to cross the street. As I reached the other side to the motel, I passed by a hobo that was asking for money, food, and anything useful he may need, but I just ignored him, like I didn't have a care in the world. Then, all of a sudden, I heard sombody calling my name! I don't know if I was on something, but I heard it loud and clear!
I just ignored it, trying to wonder who that person might be, and if it was somebody looking for me, but I didn't wanna be found. Then, I heard it again! I finally decided to turn around, and to my surprise, it was the hobo! I finally responded,"What do you want?! And how in hell's name do you know my name?!" He responded with a kind and startled voice, "Im sorry, I was just trying to get your attention, but you seem to be cought up in your problem, I thought I could talk to you about it." WTF?! How does he know I have a problem?! I must really be on sumthing! I finally responded,"How the hell do you know I have a problem? What, have you been stalking me or something?! Stop talking to me okay?! I'm really agrevated because of my problem, and I dont need a freak i dont even know talking to me right now, so i suggest you leave me alone, before you get hurt." "Look Billie Joe, you're in serious trouble here, and no matter how much you're rtying to warn me and push me away, I don't seem to be frightened by you." That just left me with a smirk and surprised look on my face.
