Life In Paradise, chapter 10
I walked into the kitchen and called Mike to let him know that Billie was safe and sound in my bathroom. I walked back into the bathroom, and saw Billie trying to get up. He looked so helpless there. Between the slippery tub, the bruise on his side, the scrape on his leg, and lets not forget the deep cut in his arm, he just couldn’t get up. And with every movement, the pain came back harder. I scurried over to him and helped him out of the tub. I lead him into the bedroom. He plopped down on the bed and laid down. I grabbed the towel that was resting on the chair and dried half of his body, that he wasn’t laying on, off and ran hot water over the towel to wash up his cuts more.
That night, I slept on the couch because I didn’t want to accidently roll over on Billie Joe and cause him more pain. I was angry with him for leaving Tre and Mike and coming all the way down here to see me. But I was also so relieved that he wasn’t killed. I don’t know what I would of done then! The devastation would drive me insane and i’d eventually kill myself.
I woke up the next morning, Billie walking around with bandages on his bruises and cuts. I went over to him and hugged him. It had been a month since I last seen him and I wanted to spend eternity with him. Being away for so long was breaking my heart. So that day, we went to the hospital, got him some pain killers, which he threatened to get addicted to if I took him to the hospital one more time, and went home. He took and bath, and I took a shower. After we were done, I read The Catcher In The Rye out loud to him while he brushed my hair. We sat in front of my bedroom fireplace and waited for Mike and Tre to come back from New York. Well, they couldn’t finish the tour without him, and he wasn’t able to move his arm so well to play guitar, so they just came home. They were pissed that him missing me made his bumfuck (hehe, i like that word! Bumfuck, bumfuck, bumfuck) ass come home and get beat up. But they forgave him since he was hurt badly. It was the punishment he got for leaving.
So months passed!
About seven months to be exact! Those months were boring. To some it all up: his wounds heeled, he was back to playing guitar, he was recording another album and going on tour again! I know, and this tour was going to be longer.
During the tour!
We didn’t keep in touch with each other over the tour. He agreed that it would make Billie Joe miss me more and the same thing as the last tour would repeat! I was lonely, even tried going on speed dates, which really didn’t work out because I loved Billlie more than I had ever loved anyone!
One year passed and the tour was over!
I woke up on a Saturday morning. I walked over to the mirror, grabbed my clothes that were hung over the edge and changed into this white belly long sleeve shirt and a long black skirt. I had changed since the last time that Billie Joe seen me. I grew my blonde hair out to below my boobs. I was a lot more natural now. I didn’t wear makeup anymore and looked like a hippy! Not a hippy, just looked like one! I fixed my hair so that it was wavy, as always, grabbed my purse and headed for the door. Today I was gonna pick up Billie at the airport. I was so excited to see him. I hope that he didn’t forget me or anything about me! I drove to the airport. I went to the terminal and waited for Billie Joe’s private jet to come in. I waited an hour and had to go to the bathroom, so I went. (Obvious!) When I was done, I fixed my hair in the mirror and heard the loudspeaker come on and say : “Flight 199076 has just arrived.� oh shit that was his plane. I rushed out the door and ran to the terminal. I saw Billie come out of the door and started to walk towards him when I stopped dead in my tracks. I saw a girl holding his hand as he walked out. She had black hair, and it was done up in a ponytail all the way on the top of her head. (This is Adrienne people!) Thank God that Billie didn’t recognize me or see me, because I ran out of there as fast as I could. I ran down the corridors of the airport and out of the entrance way, jumped in my car and drove back to my house. When I got home, I ran up into my room and screamed in my pillow. So maybe I was jumping to conclusions, but I couldn’t believe him. I didn’t want to believe that he was with another woman.
I fell asleep a while later, then the doorbell rang. I got up and answered the door. Sure enough, it was Billie Joe, and his potential beau, along with Mike and Tre. I opened the door.
“Hi!� I said eyeing Billie.
“Well is that all I get after I was away for a year?� he asked, walking in. I hugged him out of force and moved on to Mike and Tre, hugging them too. Billie pulled me back over to him and kissed me passionately. Right in front of the potential beau. I pulled away and turned my attention to her.
“Hi.� I said, faking a smile and shaking her hand.
“Hi, I’m Adrienne.� she said.
“Natalia.� I said. Billie introduced her as his friend and I believed him. What was there not to believe. So he was holding her hand, but he just kissed me right in front of her, so I guess that means that he still loved me. After a while of talking about the tour, it got late, Adrienne went home, Mike and Tre went to sleep. But me and Billie stayed awake. We sat down on the bed. He looked in my eyes and I did the same to him. He leaned in and kissed my lips lightly. I hesitated at first but fell on his lips and we kissed like forever. I felt like I sat there for hours. He fell backwards with me on top of him. We made out for like five minutes, enjoying the exchanging of our spit. Then he took off his shirt and helped me with my bra. We crawled over each other and almost fell on the floor. We were just so happy to see each other again. It was the passionate love that only few couples showed and had.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Billie playing his guitar. Once he saw my eyes open he sang “Best Thing In Town�. I smiled and he smiled, almost laughing and had to stop the song just to kiss me. He rolled over on me and removed the sheets off of my body. I took off his boxers and we made love (I know, cheesy!) again.
When we were...done..., we fell asleep. About twenty minutes later, I woke up, Billie still asleep, and I walked over to the kitchen to get myself some coffee. Tre was already up and sittting at the table with a mug in his hand. “Good morning! Did you get a good night’s sleep?� he asked.
“Shut up Tre!�
“Well, I was just asking.�
I smirked and walked over to the coffee machine and poured myself a cup. Then Billie came in through the door, walked over to me, wrapped his arms around behind me, and kissed my neck. Billie then directed his attention to Tre. “Good morning Tre!� he sounded so perky and happy.
“Morning!� Tre answered, with a smug look on his face. He raised his eyebrows at Billie and looked at me. Billie just smiled and nodded his head. Stupid code for guys!!!!!!
Then I heard Mike coming in down the stairs, and he entered the room. The three of them had their little, whispering kind of conversation that your mother has with your friend’s mom when she comes to pick you up. I hated those as a kid, and still hate them now. I just chose to ignore it, walked out of the room with my coffee in my hand, sat on the bed, and watched my new television. Billie walked into the room, sat down behind me with his head so close to mine that he could sniff my hair.
“So, why were you so quiet around Adrienne last night? She’s just a friend.� he asked, “and what’s with the small ‘hi’ at the door? Don’t you think that your darling boyfriend deserves a more enthusiastic hello then that?�
“I...I was uncomfortable.� I answered.
“Natalia, she’s just a friend. Plus, you have no reason to get jealous.� he said kissing my neck and moving my hair out of his way.
“I was not jealous!!!� I snapped back at him, turning my head towards him.
He just looked at me with this stare saying i-know-you-to-well-for-you-to-lie. I hate those stares.
“Alright.� I decided to tell him about the airport. “I went to pick you up at the airport, I saw you holding her hand, so I just assumed...� but I was cut off.
“Oh my god, Natalia. You know that I wouldn’t do that to you. Especially if I knew that you were going to come pick me up, and that you love me!� he said. I felt relief spreading thorough my body.
“I know, I know!�
“I love you. She’s just someone we met on tour.�
“I know, but you were gone for a year, and we didn’t keep in touch...so..I guess I just thought that you...forgot about...me.�
“How could I forget about you. I love you more than anything, you know that. Now come here.� he demanded. He put his arms out in front of him and hugged me. I felt so stupid for saying all that. I squeezed him tightly and wouldn’t let go. I wanted to hold him forever. It had been a year since I’ve seen him, unless you count of the tube, and I wanted to only be with him and him only.
That night, I slept on the couch because I didn’t want to accidently roll over on Billie Joe and cause him more pain. I was angry with him for leaving Tre and Mike and coming all the way down here to see me. But I was also so relieved that he wasn’t killed. I don’t know what I would of done then! The devastation would drive me insane and i’d eventually kill myself.
I woke up the next morning, Billie walking around with bandages on his bruises and cuts. I went over to him and hugged him. It had been a month since I last seen him and I wanted to spend eternity with him. Being away for so long was breaking my heart. So that day, we went to the hospital, got him some pain killers, which he threatened to get addicted to if I took him to the hospital one more time, and went home. He took and bath, and I took a shower. After we were done, I read The Catcher In The Rye out loud to him while he brushed my hair. We sat in front of my bedroom fireplace and waited for Mike and Tre to come back from New York. Well, they couldn’t finish the tour without him, and he wasn’t able to move his arm so well to play guitar, so they just came home. They were pissed that him missing me made his bumfuck (hehe, i like that word! Bumfuck, bumfuck, bumfuck) ass come home and get beat up. But they forgave him since he was hurt badly. It was the punishment he got for leaving.
So months passed!
About seven months to be exact! Those months were boring. To some it all up: his wounds heeled, he was back to playing guitar, he was recording another album and going on tour again! I know, and this tour was going to be longer.
During the tour!
We didn’t keep in touch with each other over the tour. He agreed that it would make Billie Joe miss me more and the same thing as the last tour would repeat! I was lonely, even tried going on speed dates, which really didn’t work out because I loved Billlie more than I had ever loved anyone!
One year passed and the tour was over!
I woke up on a Saturday morning. I walked over to the mirror, grabbed my clothes that were hung over the edge and changed into this white belly long sleeve shirt and a long black skirt. I had changed since the last time that Billie Joe seen me. I grew my blonde hair out to below my boobs. I was a lot more natural now. I didn’t wear makeup anymore and looked like a hippy! Not a hippy, just looked like one! I fixed my hair so that it was wavy, as always, grabbed my purse and headed for the door. Today I was gonna pick up Billie at the airport. I was so excited to see him. I hope that he didn’t forget me or anything about me! I drove to the airport. I went to the terminal and waited for Billie Joe’s private jet to come in. I waited an hour and had to go to the bathroom, so I went. (Obvious!) When I was done, I fixed my hair in the mirror and heard the loudspeaker come on and say : “Flight 199076 has just arrived.� oh shit that was his plane. I rushed out the door and ran to the terminal. I saw Billie come out of the door and started to walk towards him when I stopped dead in my tracks. I saw a girl holding his hand as he walked out. She had black hair, and it was done up in a ponytail all the way on the top of her head. (This is Adrienne people!) Thank God that Billie didn’t recognize me or see me, because I ran out of there as fast as I could. I ran down the corridors of the airport and out of the entrance way, jumped in my car and drove back to my house. When I got home, I ran up into my room and screamed in my pillow. So maybe I was jumping to conclusions, but I couldn’t believe him. I didn’t want to believe that he was with another woman.
I fell asleep a while later, then the doorbell rang. I got up and answered the door. Sure enough, it was Billie Joe, and his potential beau, along with Mike and Tre. I opened the door.
“Hi!� I said eyeing Billie.
“Well is that all I get after I was away for a year?� he asked, walking in. I hugged him out of force and moved on to Mike and Tre, hugging them too. Billie pulled me back over to him and kissed me passionately. Right in front of the potential beau. I pulled away and turned my attention to her.
“Hi.� I said, faking a smile and shaking her hand.
“Hi, I’m Adrienne.� she said.
“Natalia.� I said. Billie introduced her as his friend and I believed him. What was there not to believe. So he was holding her hand, but he just kissed me right in front of her, so I guess that means that he still loved me. After a while of talking about the tour, it got late, Adrienne went home, Mike and Tre went to sleep. But me and Billie stayed awake. We sat down on the bed. He looked in my eyes and I did the same to him. He leaned in and kissed my lips lightly. I hesitated at first but fell on his lips and we kissed like forever. I felt like I sat there for hours. He fell backwards with me on top of him. We made out for like five minutes, enjoying the exchanging of our spit. Then he took off his shirt and helped me with my bra. We crawled over each other and almost fell on the floor. We were just so happy to see each other again. It was the passionate love that only few couples showed and had.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of Billie playing his guitar. Once he saw my eyes open he sang “Best Thing In Town�. I smiled and he smiled, almost laughing and had to stop the song just to kiss me. He rolled over on me and removed the sheets off of my body. I took off his boxers and we made love (I know, cheesy!) again.
When we were...done..., we fell asleep. About twenty minutes later, I woke up, Billie still asleep, and I walked over to the kitchen to get myself some coffee. Tre was already up and sittting at the table with a mug in his hand. “Good morning! Did you get a good night’s sleep?� he asked.
“Shut up Tre!�
“Well, I was just asking.�
I smirked and walked over to the coffee machine and poured myself a cup. Then Billie came in through the door, walked over to me, wrapped his arms around behind me, and kissed my neck. Billie then directed his attention to Tre. “Good morning Tre!� he sounded so perky and happy.
“Morning!� Tre answered, with a smug look on his face. He raised his eyebrows at Billie and looked at me. Billie just smiled and nodded his head. Stupid code for guys!!!!!!
Then I heard Mike coming in down the stairs, and he entered the room. The three of them had their little, whispering kind of conversation that your mother has with your friend’s mom when she comes to pick you up. I hated those as a kid, and still hate them now. I just chose to ignore it, walked out of the room with my coffee in my hand, sat on the bed, and watched my new television. Billie walked into the room, sat down behind me with his head so close to mine that he could sniff my hair.
“So, why were you so quiet around Adrienne last night? She’s just a friend.� he asked, “and what’s with the small ‘hi’ at the door? Don’t you think that your darling boyfriend deserves a more enthusiastic hello then that?�
“I...I was uncomfortable.� I answered.
“Natalia, she’s just a friend. Plus, you have no reason to get jealous.� he said kissing my neck and moving my hair out of his way.
“I was not jealous!!!� I snapped back at him, turning my head towards him.
He just looked at me with this stare saying i-know-you-to-well-for-you-to-lie. I hate those stares.
“Alright.� I decided to tell him about the airport. “I went to pick you up at the airport, I saw you holding her hand, so I just assumed...� but I was cut off.
“Oh my god, Natalia. You know that I wouldn’t do that to you. Especially if I knew that you were going to come pick me up, and that you love me!� he said. I felt relief spreading thorough my body.
“I know, I know!�
“I love you. She’s just someone we met on tour.�
“I know, but you were gone for a year, and we didn’t keep in touch...so..I guess I just thought that you...forgot about...me.�
“How could I forget about you. I love you more than anything, you know that. Now come here.� he demanded. He put his arms out in front of him and hugged me. I felt so stupid for saying all that. I squeezed him tightly and wouldn’t let go. I wanted to hold him forever. It had been a year since I’ve seen him, unless you count of the tube, and I wanted to only be with him and him only.
