At A Loss For Love (Sequel to How I Fell In Love), chapter 1

I sighed as I packed my bags. I had to go home. I was in Oakland, California. Finally, I had packed all my Green Day stuff in my bag. Just as I got it zipped up, Tre came in and unzipped it,

"Hey!"
"Ohh, I just had to do that,"
I laughed and leaned over to kiss him. He was mine. All mine, at the thought I started laughing evilly.
"Muahahahahahahaha," I laughed. Tre laughed at the face I made,
"You really gotta work on that," he laughed again
"Shut up!"
"Okay," he leaned over and kissed me, deeper and passionately. We kept on kissing for awhile and it turned out to be a full-blown make out session. I gasped for air,
"You're a really good kisser,"
"So are you,"
I looked at him, wondering how I ever got a boyfriend. My life was such a mess.
"C'mon, It's time to go. We have to cath a plane, remember?" I sighed, he was right,
"But I don't wanna..." I whined,
"But you gotta," Tre whined, imitating me,
"Shut up," He did as told and kissed me again. I smiled afterwards, but was saddened by the thought of leaving. I looked up into Tre's eyes, and wondered how this ever happened. I lived here, in Oakland. With Tre Cool, the Tre Cool.
"Holy Shit," I muttered,
"What?"
"Nothing, nevermind,"
"Oh I will mind, and I have ways to make you spill," he looked at me deviously. I went pale.
Oh shit, no...

I looked at him again, this time he came with a few things from his closet. I looked to see he had hand cuffs and a whip. I started screaming. Not fear screams, but silly girly screams. I felt so stupid. He took a piece of cloth and tied it around my eyes and gagged me. I tried to say 'kinky' but it came out like 'mmphmmhy',

"Whats that?" he asked whist taking me somewhere. He handcuffed me to something, but I couldn't distinguish what. He asked me again,
"What's wrong?" he knew I couldn't answer. I felt the familiar sting of the whip across my back and I giggled. Again. It was hilarious how he gets answers out of me. After being whipped until I could stand it no more, I tried to scream. He laughed and uncuffed me.
"Okay, okay..." I sighed,
"You see, I really, really don't wanna go home,"
"Why?" he asked, even though he knew the answer,
"Well you know..." I trailed off, looking at my shoes, the most interesting thing in the world right now,
"C'mon,"
"Fine..." I said he'sitantly
"No matter what it is, I'll help you through it,"
"Well if I go back, I will have to stay and he will keep me and sue you for taking me and he won't listen to me and he will hit me and I will die and I will never see you again... And... And," I burst into tears, "I won't be able... To... To be here..." I looked at my wrists and tears fell on my scars, "I will try again,"
"Oh," Tre said quietly,
"Don't worry about it,"
"I'll worry if I want," he said indignantly,
"I'm so sorry, I've been so stupid," I started crying again,
"I've been such a drama queen,"
"I know," I looked at him,
"But your my drama queen," I laughed as he pulled me out the door.

It wa summer break and I planned to go back to school, real school in the fall. It's been at least six months now sinch I met Tre Cool. I was worried when I got on the plane, but I had Tre beside me so I was okay. I've never been on a plane before, not even when I went to Edmonton. At least not when I was concious. I studied my wrists as I heard the plane take off. I gritted my teeth and waited fo rmy headache to go away. I looked behind me to see Mike and Billie Joe grinning at me. I smiled back, ear to ear.

"You know you shouldn't smile like that, you'll break your face," laughed Tre. I quieted down,
"It's already broken," I looked at my new shoes, the ones I had been saving up for practically all my life,
"Awwww c'mon, you know I was kidding," I looked at him, tears in my eyes. I looked back at my shoes, a grin spread across my face. I looked up and kissed him. He smiled at me and said,
"You know I'm sorry,"
"I know, I'm just very manipulative,"
"Hey!" we laughed and the plane landed. I heard babies crying as we came out of the air. My head hurt alot, and I barely was able to make it into the airport. I stumbled into the nearest seat to hear,
"Hey!"
I looked and saw I had sat on an old lady,
"Sorry, old lady,"
"Who ya callin old? I'm just well travelled,"
I snickered as I tried to find an empty seat.
***
I giggled as Tre practically kicked down the bedroom door in the hotel. He threw me on the bed and said,
"Welcome home,"
I sat up, nervous about tomorrow. I had to go and get my stuff from my old house, sign out of my school and tell a certain someone that I love him. (No, this time it's not Tre, )
"Tre..." I paused he'sitantly, not knowing how to say this,
"Yeah..." he grinned his fabulous grin at me,
"I... Uh, have... Something to tell... You," I stated, looking at my shoes again,
"What is it?" a concerned look came over his face,
"Well you know how I used to go to school here, right?"
"Yea..."
"Well there was this dude, Eli, and I sorta... [cough]loved[cough] him..." I waited for a reply, my face three shades redder than a tomatoe,
"Okay," he said,
"What?"
"Okay,"
"What? Aren't you mad or something?"
"Should I be?"
"Well... No,"
"Well I'm not,"
"Can I see him tomorrow?"
"Sure, why the hell not? In fact, lets throw a big party on friday!" I sighed, seeing as how Tre loved parties,
"I'll invite my friends..."
"And thats all you'll do, everything else I'm doing, okay?"
"Fine," I sighed, I didn't even get changed, I crawled into the bed and fell asleep...