Only I Would Understand, chapter 3
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My eyes were set on the open road. All I could see was what was infront of me. I had been driving for I don't know how long but all I knew was that I had to go there. A certain place. A special place. It was a place that meant so much to me. But in a way, I had know idea where to go. Deep inside, I did.
Fuck. I turned my head to see the cloudy sky. It looked like it was going to rain. Great. I can't believe I said that to Adi. I just exploded. It keeps replaying in my mind over and over. She cares so much about me but she just can't understand. I hate it. Gosh, I can't fight this. I can't. I can't get my mind off it. I haven't eaten since breakfast and it's like... I looked down at my watch.... 4:01 pm. I can't eat. I've lost my appetite because of all of this.
I just want to die right now so I can be with my dad. I have wanted to for the longest time. I wonder what would have happened if I committed suicide. Or if I did when I found out that he first died. Sweet Children would have never existed. Niether would Green Day. I wonder if Tre and Mike know I've run off. Adi must be worried. She's just going to make me come back. Arg. I don't know if I can take this anymore.
The stress made tears pour down Billie's depressed face. He wipped them away with his sleeve. His sleave was soaked with tears. They wouldn't stop draining out.
Eeeeeeeeeek. I looked down at the gas meter. Almost empty. FUCK. I looked around to try and find the nearest gas station before I would have to end up pushing my car back home. I drove a little further and my eyes rested on a gas station. Score. I pulled into the gas station then stepping out of the car. I slammed the door. Dammit. I grabbed the gas thing to fill it up. I pressed on the lever and waited. I took a look around.
"OH MY GOD IT'S BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG!" I heard a voice yell.
Oh what now? People who idolize me. As much as I love my fans, they can really bug the shit out of me. I know that I am Billie Joe Armstrong for god sakes! Gah.
I turned my head to see a girl in a mini-skirt and a t-shirt that said "Shopping!"
Just what I needed. A stalker. Surprisingly she even knew who I was. Fucking teenies.
I looked to see how many gallons I had filled up my car with. Good enough. The girl began to approach me. My eyes widened. I quickly put back the gas filler, closed up the gas, ran around half of my car slidding over the hood like in movies, then jumping into it, starting it, then driving off.
Behind me I heard a voice yell "HEY YOU DIDN'T PAY FOR THAT!" I smiled to myself for the first time in what felt like forever.
Oops. I really didn't need to talk to teenies right now. I needed to go somewhere. Yeah, somewhere. I bit my lip and kept on driving. "Almost there.." I mumbled to myself.
Fuck. I turned my head to see the cloudy sky. It looked like it was going to rain. Great. I can't believe I said that to Adi. I just exploded. It keeps replaying in my mind over and over. She cares so much about me but she just can't understand. I hate it. Gosh, I can't fight this. I can't. I can't get my mind off it. I haven't eaten since breakfast and it's like... I looked down at my watch.... 4:01 pm. I can't eat. I've lost my appetite because of all of this.
I just want to die right now so I can be with my dad. I have wanted to for the longest time. I wonder what would have happened if I committed suicide. Or if I did when I found out that he first died. Sweet Children would have never existed. Niether would Green Day. I wonder if Tre and Mike know I've run off. Adi must be worried. She's just going to make me come back. Arg. I don't know if I can take this anymore.
The stress made tears pour down Billie's depressed face. He wipped them away with his sleeve. His sleave was soaked with tears. They wouldn't stop draining out.
Eeeeeeeeeek. I looked down at the gas meter. Almost empty. FUCK. I looked around to try and find the nearest gas station before I would have to end up pushing my car back home. I drove a little further and my eyes rested on a gas station. Score. I pulled into the gas station then stepping out of the car. I slammed the door. Dammit. I grabbed the gas thing to fill it up. I pressed on the lever and waited. I took a look around.
"OH MY GOD IT'S BILLIE JOE ARMSTRONG!" I heard a voice yell.
Oh what now? People who idolize me. As much as I love my fans, they can really bug the shit out of me. I know that I am Billie Joe Armstrong for god sakes! Gah.
I turned my head to see a girl in a mini-skirt and a t-shirt that said "Shopping!"
Just what I needed. A stalker. Surprisingly she even knew who I was. Fucking teenies.
I looked to see how many gallons I had filled up my car with. Good enough. The girl began to approach me. My eyes widened. I quickly put back the gas filler, closed up the gas, ran around half of my car slidding over the hood like in movies, then jumping into it, starting it, then driving off.
Behind me I heard a voice yell "HEY YOU DIDN'T PAY FOR THAT!" I smiled to myself for the first time in what felt like forever.
Oops. I really didn't need to talk to teenies right now. I needed to go somewhere. Yeah, somewhere. I bit my lip and kept on driving. "Almost there.." I mumbled to myself.
