Sweet Child of Mine, chapter 1
For the past seventeen years I've been living with a constant tinge of anger. I remember this anger turned to major depression when Joseph was born, since then I learned to cope. This anger all started with a girl we called Trouble.
I met Erin Calico after gig on Gilman Street a months before Tre became our drummer. I saw her standing at the corner of the club; after about five minutes of pointless conversation my tongue was already down her throat. We went out for about a year and a half; I don't remember if I ever loved her, if I did it's been blinded with hatred. Towards the end of our relationship it was constant arguments and pointless accusations.
*Flash back*
"Why have you been avoiding me?" I yell angrily.
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" she yells back.
"You know pretty damn well!"
"Are you suggesting I'm cheating on you?"
"Maybe. Well are you?!"
"Fuck no!" she yells at the top of her lungs.
"Then why the fuck are you avoiding me?!" I yell throwing my hands in the air.
"Because I'm pregnant!" she yells in exhaustion of the argument at hand.
"You're what?" I ask calmly.
"Pregnant." She practically spells out to me.
"I-is it mine?"
"Yes it's yours! Who else's would it be?!" she says getting slightly pissed off.
"Well I don't know," I say rolling my eyes. "So what are we going to do?"
"I'm breaking up with you."
"Come again."
"You don't trust me, we're always fighting and it's just not what it used to be," she says as she leaves my apartment.
***
I walk into a local music bar and see Erin sitting at a table with a few stoners and a joint is being passed around. I walk up to her and pull her by the arm out of the building. "What are you doing?" I ask angrily.
"Enjoying myself," she says trying to get rid of me. "Besides it's none of your concern we're broken up."
"Yeah, well you're carrying our unborn child and alcohol and dope aren't the best thing for you to be inhaling."
"It doesn't fucking matter! I'm getting an abortion next week," she says rolling her eyes.
"You're what?" I ask cautiously.
"Getting an abortion. I'm way too young to raise a child," she says bluntly.
"What?! No! You can't just kill it!" I explode.
"It's my decision, not your's."
"Well if you don't want the child, I'll raise it," I say quickly.
"Billie Joe, don't be ridiculous. You can barely take care of yourself, no less a baby!" she says rolling her eyes.
"I can too take care of myself and I'd learn to take care of a child."
"Billie, your heart is in the right place, but your judgement is clouded," she says in an understanding voice. "Think about it, you live in a squatter building with your band mates, do you think Tre Cool is the best influence for a child?"
"I'd make it work," I say as I put my head in my hands and sit on the ground.
"I thought about for a long time, and I realized I can't keep this baby. Hopefully you'll see that too," she says as she walks away.
*End of flash back*
After that day I never saw Trouble again. Adrienne knew about my past with Erin. How couldn't she; something that troubled me so much wouldn't stay secret from her for long. She understood completely how I felt when Joseph was born and helped me through it, I love Adie for being so patient with me.
I met Erin Calico after gig on Gilman Street a months before Tre became our drummer. I saw her standing at the corner of the club; after about five minutes of pointless conversation my tongue was already down her throat. We went out for about a year and a half; I don't remember if I ever loved her, if I did it's been blinded with hatred. Towards the end of our relationship it was constant arguments and pointless accusations.
*Flash back*
"Why have you been avoiding me?" I yell angrily.
"What the fuck are you talking about?!" she yells back.
"You know pretty damn well!"
"Are you suggesting I'm cheating on you?"
"Maybe. Well are you?!"
"Fuck no!" she yells at the top of her lungs.
"Then why the fuck are you avoiding me?!" I yell throwing my hands in the air.
"Because I'm pregnant!" she yells in exhaustion of the argument at hand.
"You're what?" I ask calmly.
"Pregnant." She practically spells out to me.
"I-is it mine?"
"Yes it's yours! Who else's would it be?!" she says getting slightly pissed off.
"Well I don't know," I say rolling my eyes. "So what are we going to do?"
"I'm breaking up with you."
"Come again."
"You don't trust me, we're always fighting and it's just not what it used to be," she says as she leaves my apartment.
***
I walk into a local music bar and see Erin sitting at a table with a few stoners and a joint is being passed around. I walk up to her and pull her by the arm out of the building. "What are you doing?" I ask angrily.
"Enjoying myself," she says trying to get rid of me. "Besides it's none of your concern we're broken up."
"Yeah, well you're carrying our unborn child and alcohol and dope aren't the best thing for you to be inhaling."
"It doesn't fucking matter! I'm getting an abortion next week," she says rolling her eyes.
"You're what?" I ask cautiously.
"Getting an abortion. I'm way too young to raise a child," she says bluntly.
"What?! No! You can't just kill it!" I explode.
"It's my decision, not your's."
"Well if you don't want the child, I'll raise it," I say quickly.
"Billie Joe, don't be ridiculous. You can barely take care of yourself, no less a baby!" she says rolling her eyes.
"I can too take care of myself and I'd learn to take care of a child."
"Billie, your heart is in the right place, but your judgement is clouded," she says in an understanding voice. "Think about it, you live in a squatter building with your band mates, do you think Tre Cool is the best influence for a child?"
"I'd make it work," I say as I put my head in my hands and sit on the ground.
"I thought about for a long time, and I realized I can't keep this baby. Hopefully you'll see that too," she says as she walks away.
*End of flash back*
After that day I never saw Trouble again. Adrienne knew about my past with Erin. How couldn't she; something that troubled me so much wouldn't stay secret from her for long. She understood completely how I felt when Joseph was born and helped me through it, I love Adie for being so patient with me.
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