Is Billie The One?, chapter 4

FOUR YEARS AGO

I had broken up with him because he raped me.

My other younger sister, Bree, was fifteen years old back then. I was twenty-eight. Maria was seventeen. Billie Joe was twenty-nine. And Alex had just turned two.
Billie Joe and I were married about three years ago and when we got divorced, I had found out I was pregnant. But I couldn't get Billie back because he was with Adrienne. They both got married when Alex was one. I needed to try getting over him so I started dating Deryck. It all started out okay. I was happy and I knew Deryck liked Alex. After a couple of months Deryck moved into the same apartment building as me.

I had planned on going out with my friend Ellia on one Saturday night. We were gonna go to a club called The Swift Viper because a local band called Melancholy was scheduled to perform that night. We were going out to dance and have fun (I don't really like dancing, but in the story I have to because, after all, my name is Madonna).

It was eight o'clock and I was picking out which shoes to wear while Bree was heating up a bottle of milk for Alex (she was gonna baby sit while I was out). Ellia would be downstairs in her car waiting for me any minute now.

Deryck knew what my plans were that night and waited for Ellia to arrive downstairs at the apartment building. When she got out of her car, Deryck approached her and told her I told him that he was gonna drop her off at the club so that Laura should meet her there. She thought he was acting a little weird but she left and Deryck waited for me to come down the stairs.

Five minutes later I said bye to Bree and Alex and walked out the door. I walked down three flights of stairs and pushed the heavy iron door of the building open. When I looked up, I saw him.

"Hey, what are you doing here? I thought you'd be at work." I said and kissed him.

He didn't answer so I said, "Um, I'm going out with a friend tonight but maybe I'll see you if I come back early enough and you're still awake."

He still didn't respond and he had this weird look in his face as if he was going crazy.

He walked toward me but he scared me so I backed away from him until I reached the wall of the building. I could smell a faint scent of alcohol. He was drunk.

I asked him what was wrong but he just yelled at me to shut up and squeezed my wrists with his cold shaky hands. He pulled me into the building again and forced me up two flights of stairs into his apartment. I struggled against him but I wasn't strong enough to resist him.

I yelled at him asking him what he was doing as he led me to his bedroom. Then he finally let me go. He turned to the door and closed and locked it. By then I was frozen, wondering what was about to happen.

Deryck threw me against a dresser when I tried escaping. It hit me in the hip and I landed in a corner of the room directly opposite of the door. He came toward me and started saying that I never satisfied him and that tonight he was gonna get what he wanted from me since we began dating (even though we had been dating for about five months now I wasn't ready to have sex with him because all I could think about was Billie Joe).

He forced all of his strength on me and made me lie on the floor while he picked up the dress I was wearing that night. I tried everything I could to get him off of me. I kicked, slapped, scratched and punched him. I even screamed as loud as I could so that there might be a chance that someone could hear me. But he slapped me, twisted my arm, and pulled my hair when I did this. He banged my head against the wall when I tried getting up. He pulled out a knife and slashed my chest when I started yelling again.

I finally gave up when he started doing me. I started crying. A few seconds later I continued trying to push him off of me. But he continued doing what he was doing as if I didn't affect him.

When he finished, he got up, and walked toward the bedroom door as I picked up my dress and slipped it on.

"You go and have fun with your lesbian friend tonight, okay? Hopefully you get as much action with her as you did with me, huh?" he said sarcastically. Yes, Ellia was a lesbian, but I had no problem with that because she was my friend and Deryck had no right to insult her that way. I got so much angrier at him than I already was.

When Deryck turned back to the door, I picked up his laptop that had been thrown on the floor when he pushed me into his dresser and aimed it at his back. I wasn't sure what I expected to happen after that, but I know I hadn't expected knocking him out cold. I didn't move as I saw him fall on the floor. It wasn't until about a minute later that I got up and ran out of his apartment and ran upstairs to my apartment and told Bree what had just happened.

She called Maria as I sat on my couch drinking tea to calm my nerves.

"Maria will be here soon." she said as she sat down next to me and put her arms around me.

Alex was asleep and I wanted to hold him so badly but I knew that if I did he would wake up. And I didn't want to do that because then he wouldn't go back to sleep and tomorrow he'd be tired.

Then the phone rang. I answered it. It was Ellia wondering where I was.

"Um... I'm not gonna be able to go out tonight. I'm sorry for ruining our plans... again... " I said and Bree took the phone away from me and told Ellia that I would call her tomorrow.

Maria came over and my sisters and I talked and they comforted me as best as they could.

Billie, Mike and Tre were on tour to promote their latest album Warning and they would be back in two weeks.

When they did come back, Bree went to Billie's house and told him what happened even after I told her I didn't want him to know about it.

Billie Joe came over that night and had told Adrienne that he was gonna sleep over. When he came, I was surprised to see him and I blurted out everything, crying uncontrollably.

He held me in his arms until I calmed down. Billie Joe told me to take Alex to bed with me and that he'd be back as soon as possible.

I was too tired to ask him where he was going so I went into Alex's room and brought him to my bed and lied down next to him.

I was asleep when Billie Joe came back at around midnight, but was woken up by Billie Joe moving Alex closer to me so he'd be in the middle between me and Billie.

"So where'd you go?" I asked drowsily.

"You'll find out soon. Don't worry about it right now, though. Just forget all your problems for tonight, alright?" I remember him whispering to me as I drifted off to sleep.

Two days later, Bree called me and said she ran into Deryck the night before and that he was bruised and cut up and stuff. And when she asked him what happened he told her to ask Billie Joe. She told me she tried calling him but he wouldn't answer so she called me, assuming I knew what happened.

"I have no idea, Bree. I could try calling Billie Joe later but I think Billie must've done something to Deryck." I answered.

When I confronted Billie Joe about it, he admitted to beating up Deryck. He told me he didn't care what I thought; he just wanted to make sure Deryck never did anything like that to me again.

"Billie, I know what you were trying to do but what if he goes to the police?" I asked, sounding worried for Billie Joe.

"Maddi, that dick deserved it after what he did to you!" Billie Joe defended himself.

I just smiled, imagining what Deryck must look like now, and thanked him. I hung up the phone and got ready to take Alex to Bree's house.

Deryck ended up pressing charges against Billie Joe, so I told Billie I would go with him to court and tell the judge about the rape. Bree and Maria were there and Adrienne was taking care of Alex because Billie Joe had asked her to.

Our case won and Deryck was sentenced to prison for two years.

PRESENT DAY

Deryck's two years were over. He had gotten out of jail and he somehow knew I'd be here with Billie Joe.

"What are you doing here, Deryck? What the hell do you want with my ring?" I asked, still struggling to get away.

"I don't want your fucking ring!...I want you." he answered as he strengthened his grasp on both my arms.

Billie Joe finally succeeded in escaping the crowd and saw me and Deryck standing there. He ran toward us and kept being chased by the hundreds of people now gathered to see Green Day's famous lead singer/guitarist.

I saw my fiancée running toward us and tried to go to him but Deryck still had a hold of my arms. When Deryck noticed Billie Joe, he pulled me closer to him and started kissing me. I was afraid Billie would think that I was cheating on him or something so I tried pulling away from him.

When Billie finally got to us he pulled Deryck back and started hitting him. I tried stopping him because I didn't want this to end up in all the newspapers and tabloid magazines. Billie Joe was gonna get in trouble. I stood in between Billie Joe and Deryck to prevent Billie from beating the shit out of Deryck again.

"Billie! Let's just go home. Come on, honey, calm down. Let's go." I tried soothing him.

"You're lucky Maddi was here, you fuckin' waste of semen!" Billie Joe turned and yelled at Deryck, who was now lying on the floor with a bloody mouth.

Billie Joe and I walked to the parking lot where our car was, ignoring the people all around us. We got into the car and went home. Now hopefully Billie's fans hadn't followed us and figured out where we were staying, again.

I convinced Billie Joe to try forgetting about what had just happened and to just be happy that we were gonna get married.