Running Away With Billie Joe, chapter 2
I woke up to the sound of something crashing in the barn. I didn’t open my eyes, thinking that it was just Billie. But then I felt his arm still wrapped around me. It had to be someone else making the crash. I woke up Billie Joe. He quickly got up, held my hand and dragged me behind him. I was wearing his shirt and still in my damp underwear, and he in his boxers. He grabbed some kind of pipe or poll and went in the direction of the noise. Then these two figures came out from behind the cans in the back of the barn. It was Mike and Tre.
“Billie, it’s just us.� Mike said. Billie let go of my hand and lowered the pipe.
“You didn’t tell anyone about this place?� he questioned.
“No, we swear.� Tre replied. “Whose this, your sexual slave?� he said.
“No, this is Jezel. She’s the girl from the bar.�
“Okay, why is she wearing your shirt and in her underwear?� Mike asked.
“Cause. It’s what I sleep in.� I answered. Mike’s eyebrows raised and he looked at Billie Joe. He shrugged.
“What are you guys doing here and how’d you know I was here?� BJ asked.
“Well, we went driving around and decided to go to the vacant beach, where we just so happened to find your car.� Tre said with the smug look on his face. Billie grinned.
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Mike and Tre left. But they brought back food, so I didn’t have to go out. They swore that they wouldn’t tell a soul about our hide out or me. It turns out that the cops don’t even know that he took me, and just thought that I ran away. As for him, one of the men did die from blood loss. The cops are now searching for Billie. Adrienne (his wife) took his sons and moved to Italy for some stupid reason. It turns out that she was already planning to leave him even before the chaos. What a wife, uh? She supposably brain washed his sons into thinking that their father was some kind of murderer. But it wasn’t at all like that. He saved me, sort of.
I thought that it would be best to leave Billie be considering that he just lost his wife, tow sons, and his whole life all in one day. So I decided to walk around the beach, somewhat far off from the camp site that we set up in the barn. I walked around in his big Ramones shirt that I bought in town. The sand felt good between my toes. I sat down on this big rock as the waves pushed up against it. I saw Billie walking to where I was, but I pretended that I didn’t. I was still convinced that he needed time to himself. He came and sat down beside me. No words were said, we just starred at each other and the water. I put my arm around him and he put his arm around my waist.
The night came and we walked back to the barn and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up around noon. Mike had stopped over earlier, gave Billie a few of his things from his house. Money, food, clothes, stuff like that. I walked up to Billie, who was sitting on the beach and sat down beside him.
This morning and afternoon was much like the night prior. So I’m fast forwarding the story to the evening that very day.
We sat around the fire, with beer bottles in our hands. He was somewhat drunk, and I was getting there.
“Hey, let’s go skinny dipping!� he suggested.
“Ah, okay.� I said sarcastically.
“Really?�
“No. I’m not going skinny dipping. Have you ever seen JAWS?�
“So...I’ll be there. I won’t let the big bad shark hurt you.� he said getting up. He unzipped his pants, took off his shirt and then took off his boxers. Oh my god! He stuck his ass in my face and then ran out to the ocean.
“Oh...that’s so gross. You stuck your ass in my face!� I shouted and chased after him. We jumped in. Then, he started kissing my neck. I pulled away.
“What are you doing?� I snapped.
“Trying to make love to a beautiful woman.� he replied and started stripping off my clothes. I tried to swim to shore, but it was no use. He was to strong for me and held me close to him so that I wouldn’t run away. Okay, he might oh been drunk, but this was way out of line. It wasn’t long until I was sompletely naked. Billie brushed up against me and started kissing me again, but this time on the lips so that I couldn’t say anything. His tongue was almost down my throat and he was forcing me to kiss him. I finally built up strength and pushed him away. I swam as fast as I could to shore and ran into the barn to find some clothes and get my ass out of there. I don’t care if he gets caught by the police or blows his own brains out. I was not about to be raped by him. I quickly found a shirt, put it over my shoulders, grabbed his car keys, and went looking for a pair of pants when he came rushing through the doorway. His chest was heaving up and down.
“Jezel, wait, stop, I...I love you.� WHAT THE FUCK? HE’S 33 AND I’M 13! HE COULDN’T POSSIBLY LOVE ME!
“Bullshit. I’m going to wait around for you to rape me, so please let me go.� I said.
“But you can’t go! Mike came over and said they found a body in a dark alley way and identified it as you! They think that you’re dead.�
“What, but I’m not, I’m here. I’m still alive.� I said, shocked. Billie came over and hugged me. Wait, isn’t this the same guy who was like raping me a few minutes ago? I pulled away from him. “Stay away from me!� I commanded.
“Jezel, I didn’t mean to- oh fuck it!� he said. And after that remark pulled me close to him, wrapped his arms around me and french kissed me. I don’t know what came over me then, but we were on the floor the next minute. Now this wasn’t rape, cause I wasn’t struggling. It’s almost like I wanted to do this. He climbed on top of me and well...I don’t have to give you that much detail...he kissed my neck and...oh what’s the word?... caressed my breast with his hands. It was so sweaty and hot. He picked up my long, lushish, venerable legs and wound them around his torso. He was so strong and took full advantage of my weakness. His tongue tickled my neck and he licked my stomach.
“Billie, it’s just us.� Mike said. Billie let go of my hand and lowered the pipe.
“You didn’t tell anyone about this place?� he questioned.
“No, we swear.� Tre replied. “Whose this, your sexual slave?� he said.
“No, this is Jezel. She’s the girl from the bar.�
“Okay, why is she wearing your shirt and in her underwear?� Mike asked.
“Cause. It’s what I sleep in.� I answered. Mike’s eyebrows raised and he looked at Billie Joe. He shrugged.
“What are you guys doing here and how’d you know I was here?� BJ asked.
“Well, we went driving around and decided to go to the vacant beach, where we just so happened to find your car.� Tre said with the smug look on his face. Billie grinned.
---------------------------------------------hours later---------------------------------------------------
Mike and Tre left. But they brought back food, so I didn’t have to go out. They swore that they wouldn’t tell a soul about our hide out or me. It turns out that the cops don’t even know that he took me, and just thought that I ran away. As for him, one of the men did die from blood loss. The cops are now searching for Billie. Adrienne (his wife) took his sons and moved to Italy for some stupid reason. It turns out that she was already planning to leave him even before the chaos. What a wife, uh? She supposably brain washed his sons into thinking that their father was some kind of murderer. But it wasn’t at all like that. He saved me, sort of.
I thought that it would be best to leave Billie be considering that he just lost his wife, tow sons, and his whole life all in one day. So I decided to walk around the beach, somewhat far off from the camp site that we set up in the barn. I walked around in his big Ramones shirt that I bought in town. The sand felt good between my toes. I sat down on this big rock as the waves pushed up against it. I saw Billie walking to where I was, but I pretended that I didn’t. I was still convinced that he needed time to himself. He came and sat down beside me. No words were said, we just starred at each other and the water. I put my arm around him and he put his arm around my waist.
The night came and we walked back to the barn and fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up around noon. Mike had stopped over earlier, gave Billie a few of his things from his house. Money, food, clothes, stuff like that. I walked up to Billie, who was sitting on the beach and sat down beside him.
This morning and afternoon was much like the night prior. So I’m fast forwarding the story to the evening that very day.
We sat around the fire, with beer bottles in our hands. He was somewhat drunk, and I was getting there.
“Hey, let’s go skinny dipping!� he suggested.
“Ah, okay.� I said sarcastically.
“Really?�
“No. I’m not going skinny dipping. Have you ever seen JAWS?�
“So...I’ll be there. I won’t let the big bad shark hurt you.� he said getting up. He unzipped his pants, took off his shirt and then took off his boxers. Oh my god! He stuck his ass in my face and then ran out to the ocean.
“Oh...that’s so gross. You stuck your ass in my face!� I shouted and chased after him. We jumped in. Then, he started kissing my neck. I pulled away.
“What are you doing?� I snapped.
“Trying to make love to a beautiful woman.� he replied and started stripping off my clothes. I tried to swim to shore, but it was no use. He was to strong for me and held me close to him so that I wouldn’t run away. Okay, he might oh been drunk, but this was way out of line. It wasn’t long until I was sompletely naked. Billie brushed up against me and started kissing me again, but this time on the lips so that I couldn’t say anything. His tongue was almost down my throat and he was forcing me to kiss him. I finally built up strength and pushed him away. I swam as fast as I could to shore and ran into the barn to find some clothes and get my ass out of there. I don’t care if he gets caught by the police or blows his own brains out. I was not about to be raped by him. I quickly found a shirt, put it over my shoulders, grabbed his car keys, and went looking for a pair of pants when he came rushing through the doorway. His chest was heaving up and down.
“Jezel, wait, stop, I...I love you.� WHAT THE FUCK? HE’S 33 AND I’M 13! HE COULDN’T POSSIBLY LOVE ME!
“Bullshit. I’m going to wait around for you to rape me, so please let me go.� I said.
“But you can’t go! Mike came over and said they found a body in a dark alley way and identified it as you! They think that you’re dead.�
“What, but I’m not, I’m here. I’m still alive.� I said, shocked. Billie came over and hugged me. Wait, isn’t this the same guy who was like raping me a few minutes ago? I pulled away from him. “Stay away from me!� I commanded.
“Jezel, I didn’t mean to- oh fuck it!� he said. And after that remark pulled me close to him, wrapped his arms around me and french kissed me. I don’t know what came over me then, but we were on the floor the next minute. Now this wasn’t rape, cause I wasn’t struggling. It’s almost like I wanted to do this. He climbed on top of me and well...I don’t have to give you that much detail...he kissed my neck and...oh what’s the word?... caressed my breast with his hands. It was so sweaty and hot. He picked up my long, lushish, venerable legs and wound them around his torso. He was so strong and took full advantage of my weakness. His tongue tickled my neck and he licked my stomach.
