Call It What You Like - I Don't Care, chapter 2

<p>"Who did this to you?" He asked softly. I shook my head, like I was going to tell him of all people. "Please tell me."<br />"My mother," I said, staring directly at my shoes, "My Granddad was the only one who was ever nice to me," I gulped, "but he died of lung cancer in September last year. So everyone is just treating me like a fucking slave!" I broke into sobs again and buried my face in my hands. <br />Billie Joes's eyes were slightly watery and he was looking down, "oh." Was all he could manage. <br />Tre's mouth dropped open and Mike said "I'm sorry. Is there anything we can do for you?"<br />I let out a feeble laugh, "Ha ha. Like what?" <br />"Well you could come and stay with me," Billie Joe suggested as casually as though he was talking about the weather.<br />
"What?" I said looking up at him.<br />"Well, you could go and be your grandmother's slave and end up with more broken bones or you could come and wait on me?" He asked with a grin.<br />"I couldn't."<br />"Why not?" He asked.<br />"My parents hit me if I play your music so they can hear it; if I went and stayed with you they'd kill me!"<br />'Oh my god! Did I just say that out loud? Shit!'<br />"Have it your way but you're gonna have a veeeery boring summer," He said.<br /> "Billie Joe can I just point out that you're picking up this girl that you don't even know the name of," pointed out Tre.<br />"What's your name?" Billie Joe asked me.<br />"Bellatrix Cruiser, Bella for short," I replied looking into those gorgeous green eyes again.<br />"How old are you?" He asked me.<br />"28," I replied.<br />"Come on Bella. 28 years old, you can't stay with your parents forever," he said staring into my deep brown eyes and inching closer to me.<br /> 'Oh my god... <br />' "Ok then. I guess," I replied as he moved even closer to me... 'SWEET MOTHER OF GOD!!!!!!'</p>