My Mom Married Billie Joe, chapter 5
****A Week Later, In Paris****
When I woke up, Tre was in my room, looking through my cd collection. "What are you doing?" I yelled, making him jump.
"Oh, I was just getting one of your Ramones cds. Is that okay?" he asked.
"Yes, of couse. But next time, please ask before you go sneakin through my stuff!" I said getting up and beginning to make the bed.
"Okie dokie. I'll take off now." Tre said and gave me an unexpected kiss on the cheek. "Bye babe."
"Uh, bye Tre." I replied, a little shocked.
For the longest time, I felt like Tre was my big brother, until that day when he kissed me. It was shocking because he never did that before. I started realising that I actually liked him a little more each day. I started getting all quiet around him and blushing when he said something to me. It was really childish, I know. I was glad nobody noticed it.
Well, later that day, the guys were supposed to perform a concert in one of the theaters. I made sure I looked really good that night. I wore a Green Day shirt with their picture on it that I made myself, and a pair of bondage pants. I also dyed my hair black with green highlights. I thought my hair looked pretty good, but Billie Joe didn't like the fact that I didn't ask him before getting my hair done.
"I'm sixteen for crying out loud! I think I'm old enough to do what I want without you knowing first!" I said, storming into my room. Tre walked in a little while later and closed the door.
"Don't listen to him, he's just a little stressed out because of not being able to see your mom or the kids." he said, sitting down beside me on my bed.
"I have to listen to Billie Joe, he is my step dad, you know."
"Yes, but he knows you're right. You are old enough to do what you want without his permission. He just wants to sound and act more like a responsible step dad." he exclaimed.
"Yeah, you're right."
There was a long silence. "Well, we should get going to the theatre." Tre said, walking towards the door.
"You know, I really like your hair. It brings out your beautiful eyes." he said, touching my hair.
"Thanks." I replied, blushing.
****At the Show****
I was backstage trying to find something to eat cause I had the munchies real bad. There was this guy who was selling some "homemade" brownies, and like an idiot, I bought one. I mean, I knew I shouldn't eat something that has been given to you from a stranger, espically if it is homemade, but if you are hungry you'll do anything. When I was through with the brownie, I was feeling a little lightheaded. Everything started spinning, and I started seeing little people flying around the room. I had the giggles real bad. Then I passed out.
****Later On****
Tre was pulling my hair out of my face and was rubbing my back as I was puking my guts out in the trash can. Mike and Billie Joe were standing in the doorway, looking dissappointed.
"I can't belive you, Victoria!" he began. " You know better not to eat off of strangers. God knows what else could have been in that."
"I told you I'm sorry. I was just hungry!" I said laying my head down onto Tre's lap.
"You are so immature, Victoria. Boy, when your mom finds out how stup..."
"Hey, she said she was sorry, BJ. Now would you stop? " Tre yelled, interrupting Billie Joe.
"And another thing, people may do stupid and immature things, but that does not mean they are stupid or immature." he continued.
"Just shut up Tre." Billie Joe said, and walked away with Mike.
I was really embarassed in front of Tre because of what happened. I tried to get up.
"Babe, just stay here and sit a while." Tre said, giving me some medicine for my headache.
"Thanks." I said, taking the pill.
"You'll be fine. Don't worry about Billie Joe. He's just dumb and doesn't know what he is saying." He picked me up, put me in the car, and we left for the hotel.
****Back at the Hotel****
The hotel was empty when we arrived. I managed to brush my teeth and get my nightclothes on. I was so sick, I thought I was dying. My head throbbed, and I was seeing double. I layed down on the bed, shading my eyes from the light.
"Are ya alright, babe?" Tre asked, putting a blanket over me.
"No. I am so sick."
"I'm sorry, babe. I hope you get to feeling better tomarrow."
"Dear God I hope so."
Tre laughed. "Well, if you need anything, you know who to call." he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"Thanks."
"Welcome, babe."he said as he shut off the light and left the room. I instantly fell asleep, even though my head ached so bad.
****The Next Morning****
When I woke up I fell a little better. My head didn't hurt so bad. I walked into the living room to find Tre eating a bowl of cereal and watching TV.
"Hey Victoria! Are you feeling alright today?" he asked, getting up and walking towards the kitchen.
"I'm doing okay. Where's Mike and Billie Joe?" I asked.
"Oh, they went into town. They'll be back around five." Tre exclaimed, handing me some water.
"Is Billie still mad at me for last night?" I asked, remembering bits and pieces of it.
"Na, I talked to him about it, and he's gotten over it."
"Good." I said, walking over to the couch, next to where Tre was sitting.
"Well, since the guys won't be back till five, would you like to go to the mall or something?" Tre asked.
"Um, sure, why not?" I replied.
"Well, let's get goin!" Tre said, getting up and running to his room.
****Later That Day****
Tre and I looked in a few stores, ignoring the fans and the paparazzi. We looked in a few guitar stores and went to the arcade. Then we went to see a movie, a scary movie. I kept grabbing Tre's hand when the scary part came, and I screamed, like five times. I felt like such an idiot. Tre got a kick out of it though.
When we got home, it was around 3. So I called my mom to see how she was doing, but she wasn't home.
It was getting boring. Tre was playing his drums in his room, so I decided I would just sit in my room and listen to some music.
A while later, there was a knock on the door. It was Tre. "Could I talk to you about something?" Tre asked. He sad beside me and took my hand.
When I woke up, Tre was in my room, looking through my cd collection. "What are you doing?" I yelled, making him jump.
"Oh, I was just getting one of your Ramones cds. Is that okay?" he asked.
"Yes, of couse. But next time, please ask before you go sneakin through my stuff!" I said getting up and beginning to make the bed.
"Okie dokie. I'll take off now." Tre said and gave me an unexpected kiss on the cheek. "Bye babe."
"Uh, bye Tre." I replied, a little shocked.
For the longest time, I felt like Tre was my big brother, until that day when he kissed me. It was shocking because he never did that before. I started realising that I actually liked him a little more each day. I started getting all quiet around him and blushing when he said something to me. It was really childish, I know. I was glad nobody noticed it.
Well, later that day, the guys were supposed to perform a concert in one of the theaters. I made sure I looked really good that night. I wore a Green Day shirt with their picture on it that I made myself, and a pair of bondage pants. I also dyed my hair black with green highlights. I thought my hair looked pretty good, but Billie Joe didn't like the fact that I didn't ask him before getting my hair done.
"I'm sixteen for crying out loud! I think I'm old enough to do what I want without you knowing first!" I said, storming into my room. Tre walked in a little while later and closed the door.
"Don't listen to him, he's just a little stressed out because of not being able to see your mom or the kids." he said, sitting down beside me on my bed.
"I have to listen to Billie Joe, he is my step dad, you know."
"Yes, but he knows you're right. You are old enough to do what you want without his permission. He just wants to sound and act more like a responsible step dad." he exclaimed.
"Yeah, you're right."
There was a long silence. "Well, we should get going to the theatre." Tre said, walking towards the door.
"You know, I really like your hair. It brings out your beautiful eyes." he said, touching my hair.
"Thanks." I replied, blushing.
****At the Show****
I was backstage trying to find something to eat cause I had the munchies real bad. There was this guy who was selling some "homemade" brownies, and like an idiot, I bought one. I mean, I knew I shouldn't eat something that has been given to you from a stranger, espically if it is homemade, but if you are hungry you'll do anything. When I was through with the brownie, I was feeling a little lightheaded. Everything started spinning, and I started seeing little people flying around the room. I had the giggles real bad. Then I passed out.
****Later On****
Tre was pulling my hair out of my face and was rubbing my back as I was puking my guts out in the trash can. Mike and Billie Joe were standing in the doorway, looking dissappointed.
"I can't belive you, Victoria!" he began. " You know better not to eat off of strangers. God knows what else could have been in that."
"I told you I'm sorry. I was just hungry!" I said laying my head down onto Tre's lap.
"You are so immature, Victoria. Boy, when your mom finds out how stup..."
"Hey, she said she was sorry, BJ. Now would you stop? " Tre yelled, interrupting Billie Joe.
"And another thing, people may do stupid and immature things, but that does not mean they are stupid or immature." he continued.
"Just shut up Tre." Billie Joe said, and walked away with Mike.
I was really embarassed in front of Tre because of what happened. I tried to get up.
"Babe, just stay here and sit a while." Tre said, giving me some medicine for my headache.
"Thanks." I said, taking the pill.
"You'll be fine. Don't worry about Billie Joe. He's just dumb and doesn't know what he is saying." He picked me up, put me in the car, and we left for the hotel.
****Back at the Hotel****
The hotel was empty when we arrived. I managed to brush my teeth and get my nightclothes on. I was so sick, I thought I was dying. My head throbbed, and I was seeing double. I layed down on the bed, shading my eyes from the light.
"Are ya alright, babe?" Tre asked, putting a blanket over me.
"No. I am so sick."
"I'm sorry, babe. I hope you get to feeling better tomarrow."
"Dear God I hope so."
Tre laughed. "Well, if you need anything, you know who to call." he said, kissing me on the cheek.
"Thanks."
"Welcome, babe."he said as he shut off the light and left the room. I instantly fell asleep, even though my head ached so bad.
****The Next Morning****
When I woke up I fell a little better. My head didn't hurt so bad. I walked into the living room to find Tre eating a bowl of cereal and watching TV.
"Hey Victoria! Are you feeling alright today?" he asked, getting up and walking towards the kitchen.
"I'm doing okay. Where's Mike and Billie Joe?" I asked.
"Oh, they went into town. They'll be back around five." Tre exclaimed, handing me some water.
"Is Billie still mad at me for last night?" I asked, remembering bits and pieces of it.
"Na, I talked to him about it, and he's gotten over it."
"Good." I said, walking over to the couch, next to where Tre was sitting.
"Well, since the guys won't be back till five, would you like to go to the mall or something?" Tre asked.
"Um, sure, why not?" I replied.
"Well, let's get goin!" Tre said, getting up and running to his room.
****Later That Day****
Tre and I looked in a few stores, ignoring the fans and the paparazzi. We looked in a few guitar stores and went to the arcade. Then we went to see a movie, a scary movie. I kept grabbing Tre's hand when the scary part came, and I screamed, like five times. I felt like such an idiot. Tre got a kick out of it though.
When we got home, it was around 3. So I called my mom to see how she was doing, but she wasn't home.
It was getting boring. Tre was playing his drums in his room, so I decided I would just sit in my room and listen to some music.
A while later, there was a knock on the door. It was Tre. "Could I talk to you about something?" Tre asked. He sad beside me and took my hand.
