Rachina, Green Day And I, chapter 28
*******NEXT MORNING******
+-*-+Mike's POV +-*-+
I opened my eyes, and saw I was the only one in the room awake. I stood up, stretching and yawning. We were all fully packed, and already dressed. We just needed showers, breakfast, and to check out of the hotel. Rachel and Tre were on the couch, facing each other. Tre had his hands on her waist, and was lying incredibly close from the hips down. I rolled my eyes, and looked over at Kym and Billie Joe, still asleep on the floor, tangled together and resting on each others heads. Billie joe was sort of hugging Kym in his sleep, and Kym had her entire top body pressed against Billie Joe, or maybe it was the other way around. I made coffee for all of us, carried the mugs to the living room, and found Rachel and Tre slowly waking up. Tre opened his eyes first, looking pleased at where he and Rachel were on the couch. He looked up and me, and smiled, nodding his head. I laughed, and Rachel opened her eyes. Seeing how close her and Tre were, she moved backwards in shock, only to fall off the couch on to Kym and Billie Joe, flattening them, an waking them up. They both sort of jumped at the same time, and banged foreheads.
"Sorry." Rachel said.
"Too high." Billie Joe joked about where their faces collided.
"Is this better?" Kym said, kissing him. I directed my attention to my coffee, taking a drink from my mug.
"Oh, I made you all coffee." I said. Rachel and Tre jumped up, grabbing a mug and adding milk, sugar, and stirring. Billie Joe and Kym were stil lip wrestling, so we left them alone; alone and happy. In the kitchen, Rachel poured 5 mini boxes of cereal into bowels, and placing them on the table, along with milk and sugar, for people to add. The three of us ate our breakfast in silence, until Kym and Billie Joe entered the room several minutes later, both looking satisfied. The rest of us rolled our eyes, and got back to our breakfast.
*******THAT AFTERNOON*******
+-*-+ Kym's POV +-*-+
In about an hour we're meeting up with Simple Plan. I don't like their music much, but I haven't heard a lot, so I'm not going to judge them before I meet. Yes this is unusual for me, but seeing as we're gonna be on tour with them for weeks, I might as well try and get on with them.
We have to drive to where the tour buses are leaving from, and it's gonna takes AAAAGEEESSSSSS.... Ok, 45 minutes, but I hate car trips.
We arrive at the big parking lot thing where the buses are parked. Holy shit they're huge. There's two- one for us, and a smaller one for simple plan. We stop the car and get out, and unload all our crap from the boot. We load it into the bus, and then go on. HOLY CRAP! It's fucking huge! Well, for a bus. Bunks, a couch, TV, a bar and kitchen area... woah... This is mad... We choose our bunks, and just fuck around for a while, when there's a knock on the door, and the beer bottle Tre's been balancing on his nose falls onto his foot.
"FUCK!" he shouts, holding his toe while hoping around. I go to answer the door, still laughing. I open it- There's five guys standing there.
"Hey," I say, "You must be Simple Plan... I'm Kym. me and a friend are staying with Billie Joe and the guys."
"What the hell are you doing, Kym?" shouts Tre. Billie Joe comes out and puts an arm around me.
"Oh, hey guys," he says, "Come on in. You've already met Kym. She can introduce herself better." he looks at me. I think for a moment. Then I turn to the guys.
"I'm nice if you don't piss me off- I give you fair warning," They laugh, "I'm not joking." They look slightly shocked by my last comment, as if saying 'but we're famous! Where's our respect?
We walk back to the living area, where Tre is now trying to balance a beer can on his toe. It looks like it's full. I grab it, and take a swig.
"HEY!" shouts Tre, snatching it, "MINE!" I skulled the bottle, and handed it to Tre.
"There's still a little left in there!" I said, laughing. He turned the bottle upside-down, and watched a single drop fall out, onto the floor.
"You just wasted it!" I said, looking fake shocked.
"Haha." Tre said sarcastically, now trying to balance the empty bottle on his head. I picked up a ruber band, aimed, and released it. It hit the bottle right in the middle, scaring Tre, and making him jump. I laughed, and he tackled me. I pushed him up, and walked into the 'kitchen'. There was only one other person in there, one of the guys from simple plan.
"Hi." He said, walking around to me.
"Hey." I said.
"I'm Chuck. I play drums." He said, holding out his hand.
"I'm Kym. I'm going out with Billie Joe. I breed mutant dust bunnies and gothic panda bears" I said sarcastically, and putting the empty beer bottle into his hand. Ok, so maybe I was being a little rude, but I didn't give a fuck!
"In a bad mood?" he asked, trying to look interested.
"No, I'm always like this." I said, rolling my eyes. He took a step closer, and I got a bit freaked. His body was almost touching mine, and I was standing between the bench, and this freaky guy I just met. I slipped out to the side, and saw Billie Joe with his eyebrows raised.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Nothing. You know I wouldn't want any other guy." I said kissing him, and seeing out of the corner of my eye Chuck with a disgruntled, and slightly jealous expression on his face. Billie Joe led me out of the room, and away from the now annoyed Chuck.
*******LATER THAT NIGHT*******
I was in my room, when I heard voices from outside. I opened the window, and saw Pierre and Chuck standing there, talking. I decided to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Yea man, but she was freakin' hot!" Chuck said.
"She's with Billie Joe, you know that!" he replied.
"She won't be for very long now." Chuck replied, making Pierre laugh.
"No girl would leave Billie Joe, especially not for you!" he said between laughs.
"Whatever, I'll make her if I have to." Chuck said, storming off into their trailer. I shut my window, shocked, and slightly scared at what I just heard. Billie Joe walked into the bedroom from the bathroom, and yawned. He climbed into the bed next to me.
"Why are you leaning on the window like that?" he asked.
"No reason." I said, lying down next to him.
"Ok, goodnight." He said, shrugging it off, and kissing me on the cheek.
"Yea, see you in the morning." I said. He lay down behind me, facing the same direction and lying very close to me, out bodies touching. I didn't want to think about what Chuck meant by "I'll make her" it creeped me out. I leaned over, kissed Billie Joe goodnight, and moved even closer, using him like a security blanket.
*******TOMORROW NIGHT AT A PARTY*******
+-*-+ Kym's POV +-*-+
In two nights, the guys would be in concert, and tonight, we were all invited to a party. Me and Rachel dressed to match each other, not in an identical way, but so we were colour coordinated. I was wearing a black dress, with red shoes, and a red bag. Rachel was wearing a black and red dress, with black shoes, and a black bag. We laughed when we saw each other, and jumped around screaming
"WEEEE MAAAATTCCHHHH!!!" until Mike told us to 'shut the hell up'. We retaliated by hiding raw chicken in his clothes, but he wouldn't find out until later.
At the party, Rachel and I just sat, drank our coke, and talked. The guys were having fun in their own way, Tre and Billie Joe making themselves the centre of attention, and Mike chatting to Pierre. Billie Joe came back, and I asked him to mind my drink cuz me and Rachel were going to the dance floor. I saw Chuck go over to Billie Joe, talk to him, and then walk off after several minutes, although I didn't have a very good view from where I was standing. Tre joined Rachel on the dance floor, and I went back to the bar. Chuck came over again, and resumed talking to Billie Joe. I took a drink, and suddenly felt a little happier for some reason. It was like being high, so I drank a little more. A wave of emotions came over me, good emotions, happy, smiling emotions, although, everything looked a little blurry. The blob that looked like Chuck had gone, so I was left with Billie Joe, well, I though it was Billie Joe. I leaned in, and kissed him, kissed him a lot. I felt him smile.
"Hey, I'm a little tired. Can you walk me back to the tour bus?" I asked.
"Sure." He answered. I relied on him to lead me, cuz everything was so blurry, and I kept on tripping and stumbling. When we got back to the room Billie Joe and I shared in the tour bus, we started making out on the bed. He started taking off the top of my dress, when another blob walked into the room.
"KYM!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" the blob yelled, pulling Billie Joe off of me.
"Whhhaa..?" I half got out, before falling of the bed, and collapsing on the floor.
+-*-+ Billie Joe's POV +-*-+
I saw Kym leave with Chuck, so I decided to follow them, and see what was going on. She seemed a little different to usual, as if she was high or something. When I finally got to the tour bus, I walked into the room I shared with Kym, to find her laying topless, making out with Chuck on the bed.
"KYM!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled, pulling Chuck off of her.
"Whhhaa... ?" she said, before falling unconscious onto the floor. I almost caught her, but just missed. I zipped her dress back up, and turned angrily to Chuck, glaring at him.
"What? Don't look at me! She came onto me!" he said, and bolted. I followed him, but he locked the front on the tour bus. I banged on the door angrily, yelling insults at him, but made no progress, so I returned to my room, sat in an armchair, and put my head in my hands, wondering what the fuck happened.
+-*-+ Mike's POV +-*-+
I saw Chuck talking to Billie Joe, then slip something into Kym's drink while he wasn't looking. It looked like a pill, but it was probably my imagination. Later, he left with Kym, then Billie Joe followed them. I wondered what was going on. I walked over to Tre and Rachel, and told them what happened.
"Shit! We have to go back to the tour bus NOW." Rachel said, grabbing Tre and me by the hands and walking. We hurried, not wanting anything bad to happen to either Billie Joe or Kym. We got to the bus, and walked in to find Billie Joe sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. He looked up at us.
"She was kissing him. They were on the bed making out." He said.
"Hey, we need to tell you something." I said.
"Ok, what."
"Well, Chuck slipped some sort of pill into Kym's drink." Rachel continued.
"Seriously?" Billie Joe said, standing up.
"Yea, Mike saw him." Tre said. Billie Joe marched over to the other bus, and knocked on the door. When Chuck answered it, Billie Joe jumped on top of him, yelling a mix of swear words, and insults. He punched Chuck several times, until we pulled the screaming, yelling, kicking and fighting Billie Joe off of him. He protested, but Tre and I were so much taller than him, and stronger, so we lifted him off the ground. IT was hard to hold him up cuz he was trying to fight us off so hard, but in the end, gave up.
"Give it up BJ. She likes me better." Chuck said, grinning evilly.
"NO SHE DOESN'T!!!" he screamed, once again trying to fight us off, but failing miserably. It was almost funny, seeing him dangling helplessly held up by me and Tre.
"Let's just go, ok you guys?" Rachel said, pushing us out the door, and leaving behind us.
*******THREE DAYS LATER*******
Ok, so it's three days later, I have just woken up in Billie Joe's arms again, and Chuck hasn't done anything else to me. Good. Maybe he was a bit drunk or something before. I don't like the Simple Plan guys much. There's something about them. Something like- 'We're famous cool punk rock stars and we rule'. (which I disagree with - they suck!)
I cuddle closer to Billie Joe, feeling his warm heat and his strong arms. God, that sounds mushy. I try and get back to sleep. Sleep sleep sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. It's not working, dammit. I know from past experience that I am not going to be able to get back to sleep, and I get bored easily. I sigh, and slowly prise Billie's arms off me, trying not to wake him up. I slide out of bed and replace me with the pillow. I watch for a moment. Billie Joe nuzzles his face into the pillow, mumbling something like, 'loveoukymmyyyy...' into the soft material. I stifle a giggle, and go out into the living area. It's empty. I walk into the kitchen, and stand on my toes, searching through the cupboards for something edible. Nothing. I search all the cupboards, even under the sink. Nothing. Aaaargh! I'm starving! I need to eat! Wait- Tre and I had a sweet fight yesterday- there must be some still around! I go back into the living room, and search around. I find a toffee on the ground. Mmmm.... (These are sweets with wrappings, by the way.) I eat it, and stand up, searching for more. Ah! There's a blue metallic glint on the top shelf of the book case! Sweeties! I walk to the book case, and stand right on my toes, reaching up for the sweet... I hear footsteps behind me. No doubt Tre, Mike, or Billie Joe. I don't turn round, still trying desperately to get at the toffee. I feel two hands on my hips- Ok, it's Billie Joe. Then one hand leaves my hip and grabs my outstretched wrists. I turn quickly around, to see the reassuring bright green eyes of Billie Joe. But the eyes I look into aren't green. Or blue. They're brown. It's Chuck. He's holding my wrists tight above my head. He steps forward quickly, placing his feet on mine to stop me kicking him, and leans forward, kissing me. Holy shit. He's forcing his tongue into my mouth- shit, no wonder he's single- he's terrible at kissing. He's practically shoving his tongue down my throat. I can hardly breathe, struggling against him. I can see the look on his face- lust, and triumph. He takes one hand from my wrists, still gripping them tightly together with one hand. He slowly slides the hand to the base of my shirt, slips under, and starts slowly making his way up to my chest... I can feel tears running down my face. Then a voice comes from behind Chuck.
"Hey, Kymmy, how long have you be- WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" It's Billie Joe. Chuck breaks away, spinning around and letting me go. There's my boyfriend, standing there, looking so fucking furious it's impossible to describe. Is it possible for a pair of eyes to be emerald green and fiery red at the same time? Because it sure as hell looks like it. Billie Joe stays there for a second, then he speaks.
"You ass hole." Then he tackles Chuck, smashing him into the wall. In normal circumstances, Chuck would slide to the ground, but Billie Joe doesn't give him a chance. He slams his fist into Chuck's stomach, then continues the blows everywhere he can reach, practically pinning Chuck to the wall. I run to him, and pull Billie off. I give Chuck a kick in the balls, and pull Billie Joe away.
"Just stop ok? You have to deal with him for the rest of the tour; at least don't kill him until you've finished." I said, half jokingly.
"Ok babe, for you." He says, leaning in and kissing me. Although I close me eyes, I can tell he's looking up at Chuck, sort of using me to make him jealous. I don't mind all that much, cuz I know he loves me. I stayed in the kiss for longer than usual, making it clear to Chuck that I'd never leave Billie Joe. Not for him, not for anyone else. When we pulled apart, I smiled at Billie Joe, and asked him to lift me up so I could reach the toffee. He laughed, and lifted me up by my waist. I unwrapped the toffee, and put it in my mouth, smiling. Billie Joe kissed me again.
"Hey! That was my toffee!" I said, realising he took it from my mouth.
"Well it's mine now!" he said, fishing it out of his mouth. "See? It's got my germs all over it!"
"That's not gonna stop me!" I said, grabbing the toffee and putting it in my mouth. "Haha! What you gonna do know?" I teased.
"I'm gonna get the rest of the packet." He said, walking into Tre's room, leaving me with Chuck. He turned to me, about to say something, when I cut in.
"He-" he managed to get out.
"Let me just tell you something dipshit. If you ever touch me again, I will seriously, kick your ass. I'm not joking. I just haven't cuz I have to put up with you and your crappy band for the rest of this tour." I said, and walked off into Tre's room.
"Do you mind?" Tre said, apparently... eh... busy with himself.
"No I don't mind! Good morning!" I said, giggling.
"Oh thanks Kym, and you too Billie Joe! Just ruined the mood!" I couldn't help it! I burst out laughing.
"Jeez, sorry mate." Billie Joe said, also laughing. "I just came in to get the toffees, since SOMEONE took mine." He said.
"It was mine first! You stole it out of my mouth!" I protested.
"Hmm, I see... you're fighting over a toffee... ?" Tre said, scratching his head.
"Yea... so where's the packet?" Billie Joe asked.
"Sorry BJ, I finished it while you were all asleep." He said.
"Thanks." We both said, and walked out. When we got to the living room, Chuck was gone, back in his own shit box of a bus I thought.
"Listen, after you left the room, I told Chuck that if he ever touched me again, I'd beat the shit out of him ok?" I said to Billie Joe.
"Ok cool." He said, smiling, and pulling me close. I giggled, and put my arms around him, leaning in to kiss him.
********NEXT NIGHT, BEFORE THE CONCERT*******
+-*-+ Kym's POV +-*-+
Tomorrow night, the guys would be preforming, and Billie Joe just couldn't get to sleep. I was stroking his hair, almost falling asleep myself, when he said
"Please help me get to sleep!!! I'll have bags under my eyes tomorrow and probably fall asleep during the concert!!" he said, turning over.
"I'll try and help. Where's your favourite place in the world?" I asked.
"With you!" he said, rolling over and kissing me on the neck. I giggled, and said
"That's not gonna get you to sleep! And seriously, where's your favourite place?" I asked.
"At the beach." He said, smiling.
"Ok. Just relax, close you eyes, and picture everything I say ok?" I asked.
"Ok." He said, shifting over in the bed, and closing his eyes.
"Just imagine you're on a beach... there's no one around... it's nice and peaceful, with no distractions whatsoever. The gentle breeze ruffling your hair, and the small waves lapping at you feet... " I said, in a quiet, calming voice, stroking Billie Joe's sexy black hair.
"Uh huh." He murmured.
"The sky is nice and blue... you see a dolphin in the distance... and TRE'S BARE NAKED ASS!!!!" I screamed the last bit. Billie Joe sat up, opened his eyes, shocked and stunned. I almost fell off the bed laughing.
"Eeeww!! Mental picture!" he said, shaking his head vigorously. I laughed even harder at the sight of Billie Joe hitting his head, as if trying to band the thought out.
"That wasn't funny! Now I'll never get to sleep!" he said, rolling over. "And I've got a huge mental picture of Tre's white flabby ass stuck in my head!" he said.
"Oh, I can take you mind off that... " I said, moving close to him and kissing his neck.
"Please do." He said, smiling.
+-*-+Mike's POV +-*-+
I opened my eyes, and saw I was the only one in the room awake. I stood up, stretching and yawning. We were all fully packed, and already dressed. We just needed showers, breakfast, and to check out of the hotel. Rachel and Tre were on the couch, facing each other. Tre had his hands on her waist, and was lying incredibly close from the hips down. I rolled my eyes, and looked over at Kym and Billie Joe, still asleep on the floor, tangled together and resting on each others heads. Billie joe was sort of hugging Kym in his sleep, and Kym had her entire top body pressed against Billie Joe, or maybe it was the other way around. I made coffee for all of us, carried the mugs to the living room, and found Rachel and Tre slowly waking up. Tre opened his eyes first, looking pleased at where he and Rachel were on the couch. He looked up and me, and smiled, nodding his head. I laughed, and Rachel opened her eyes. Seeing how close her and Tre were, she moved backwards in shock, only to fall off the couch on to Kym and Billie Joe, flattening them, an waking them up. They both sort of jumped at the same time, and banged foreheads.
"Sorry." Rachel said.
"Too high." Billie Joe joked about where their faces collided.
"Is this better?" Kym said, kissing him. I directed my attention to my coffee, taking a drink from my mug.
"Oh, I made you all coffee." I said. Rachel and Tre jumped up, grabbing a mug and adding milk, sugar, and stirring. Billie Joe and Kym were stil lip wrestling, so we left them alone; alone and happy. In the kitchen, Rachel poured 5 mini boxes of cereal into bowels, and placing them on the table, along with milk and sugar, for people to add. The three of us ate our breakfast in silence, until Kym and Billie Joe entered the room several minutes later, both looking satisfied. The rest of us rolled our eyes, and got back to our breakfast.
*******THAT AFTERNOON*******
+-*-+ Kym's POV +-*-+
In about an hour we're meeting up with Simple Plan. I don't like their music much, but I haven't heard a lot, so I'm not going to judge them before I meet. Yes this is unusual for me, but seeing as we're gonna be on tour with them for weeks, I might as well try and get on with them.
We have to drive to where the tour buses are leaving from, and it's gonna takes AAAAGEEESSSSSS.... Ok, 45 minutes, but I hate car trips.
We arrive at the big parking lot thing where the buses are parked. Holy shit they're huge. There's two- one for us, and a smaller one for simple plan. We stop the car and get out, and unload all our crap from the boot. We load it into the bus, and then go on. HOLY CRAP! It's fucking huge! Well, for a bus. Bunks, a couch, TV, a bar and kitchen area... woah... This is mad... We choose our bunks, and just fuck around for a while, when there's a knock on the door, and the beer bottle Tre's been balancing on his nose falls onto his foot.
"FUCK!" he shouts, holding his toe while hoping around. I go to answer the door, still laughing. I open it- There's five guys standing there.
"Hey," I say, "You must be Simple Plan... I'm Kym. me and a friend are staying with Billie Joe and the guys."
"What the hell are you doing, Kym?" shouts Tre. Billie Joe comes out and puts an arm around me.
"Oh, hey guys," he says, "Come on in. You've already met Kym. She can introduce herself better." he looks at me. I think for a moment. Then I turn to the guys.
"I'm nice if you don't piss me off- I give you fair warning," They laugh, "I'm not joking." They look slightly shocked by my last comment, as if saying 'but we're famous! Where's our respect?
We walk back to the living area, where Tre is now trying to balance a beer can on his toe. It looks like it's full. I grab it, and take a swig.
"HEY!" shouts Tre, snatching it, "MINE!" I skulled the bottle, and handed it to Tre.
"There's still a little left in there!" I said, laughing. He turned the bottle upside-down, and watched a single drop fall out, onto the floor.
"You just wasted it!" I said, looking fake shocked.
"Haha." Tre said sarcastically, now trying to balance the empty bottle on his head. I picked up a ruber band, aimed, and released it. It hit the bottle right in the middle, scaring Tre, and making him jump. I laughed, and he tackled me. I pushed him up, and walked into the 'kitchen'. There was only one other person in there, one of the guys from simple plan.
"Hi." He said, walking around to me.
"Hey." I said.
"I'm Chuck. I play drums." He said, holding out his hand.
"I'm Kym. I'm going out with Billie Joe. I breed mutant dust bunnies and gothic panda bears" I said sarcastically, and putting the empty beer bottle into his hand. Ok, so maybe I was being a little rude, but I didn't give a fuck!
"In a bad mood?" he asked, trying to look interested.
"No, I'm always like this." I said, rolling my eyes. He took a step closer, and I got a bit freaked. His body was almost touching mine, and I was standing between the bench, and this freaky guy I just met. I slipped out to the side, and saw Billie Joe with his eyebrows raised.
"What was that?" he asked.
"Nothing. You know I wouldn't want any other guy." I said kissing him, and seeing out of the corner of my eye Chuck with a disgruntled, and slightly jealous expression on his face. Billie Joe led me out of the room, and away from the now annoyed Chuck.
*******LATER THAT NIGHT*******
I was in my room, when I heard voices from outside. I opened the window, and saw Pierre and Chuck standing there, talking. I decided to eavesdrop on their conversation.
"Yea man, but she was freakin' hot!" Chuck said.
"She's with Billie Joe, you know that!" he replied.
"She won't be for very long now." Chuck replied, making Pierre laugh.
"No girl would leave Billie Joe, especially not for you!" he said between laughs.
"Whatever, I'll make her if I have to." Chuck said, storming off into their trailer. I shut my window, shocked, and slightly scared at what I just heard. Billie Joe walked into the bedroom from the bathroom, and yawned. He climbed into the bed next to me.
"Why are you leaning on the window like that?" he asked.
"No reason." I said, lying down next to him.
"Ok, goodnight." He said, shrugging it off, and kissing me on the cheek.
"Yea, see you in the morning." I said. He lay down behind me, facing the same direction and lying very close to me, out bodies touching. I didn't want to think about what Chuck meant by "I'll make her" it creeped me out. I leaned over, kissed Billie Joe goodnight, and moved even closer, using him like a security blanket.
*******TOMORROW NIGHT AT A PARTY*******
+-*-+ Kym's POV +-*-+
In two nights, the guys would be in concert, and tonight, we were all invited to a party. Me and Rachel dressed to match each other, not in an identical way, but so we were colour coordinated. I was wearing a black dress, with red shoes, and a red bag. Rachel was wearing a black and red dress, with black shoes, and a black bag. We laughed when we saw each other, and jumped around screaming
"WEEEE MAAAATTCCHHHH!!!" until Mike told us to 'shut the hell up'. We retaliated by hiding raw chicken in his clothes, but he wouldn't find out until later.
At the party, Rachel and I just sat, drank our coke, and talked. The guys were having fun in their own way, Tre and Billie Joe making themselves the centre of attention, and Mike chatting to Pierre. Billie Joe came back, and I asked him to mind my drink cuz me and Rachel were going to the dance floor. I saw Chuck go over to Billie Joe, talk to him, and then walk off after several minutes, although I didn't have a very good view from where I was standing. Tre joined Rachel on the dance floor, and I went back to the bar. Chuck came over again, and resumed talking to Billie Joe. I took a drink, and suddenly felt a little happier for some reason. It was like being high, so I drank a little more. A wave of emotions came over me, good emotions, happy, smiling emotions, although, everything looked a little blurry. The blob that looked like Chuck had gone, so I was left with Billie Joe, well, I though it was Billie Joe. I leaned in, and kissed him, kissed him a lot. I felt him smile.
"Hey, I'm a little tired. Can you walk me back to the tour bus?" I asked.
"Sure." He answered. I relied on him to lead me, cuz everything was so blurry, and I kept on tripping and stumbling. When we got back to the room Billie Joe and I shared in the tour bus, we started making out on the bed. He started taking off the top of my dress, when another blob walked into the room.
"KYM!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" the blob yelled, pulling Billie Joe off of me.
"Whhhaa..?" I half got out, before falling of the bed, and collapsing on the floor.
+-*-+ Billie Joe's POV +-*-+
I saw Kym leave with Chuck, so I decided to follow them, and see what was going on. She seemed a little different to usual, as if she was high or something. When I finally got to the tour bus, I walked into the room I shared with Kym, to find her laying topless, making out with Chuck on the bed.
"KYM!! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" I yelled, pulling Chuck off of her.
"Whhhaa... ?" she said, before falling unconscious onto the floor. I almost caught her, but just missed. I zipped her dress back up, and turned angrily to Chuck, glaring at him.
"What? Don't look at me! She came onto me!" he said, and bolted. I followed him, but he locked the front on the tour bus. I banged on the door angrily, yelling insults at him, but made no progress, so I returned to my room, sat in an armchair, and put my head in my hands, wondering what the fuck happened.
+-*-+ Mike's POV +-*-+
I saw Chuck talking to Billie Joe, then slip something into Kym's drink while he wasn't looking. It looked like a pill, but it was probably my imagination. Later, he left with Kym, then Billie Joe followed them. I wondered what was going on. I walked over to Tre and Rachel, and told them what happened.
"Shit! We have to go back to the tour bus NOW." Rachel said, grabbing Tre and me by the hands and walking. We hurried, not wanting anything bad to happen to either Billie Joe or Kym. We got to the bus, and walked in to find Billie Joe sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. He looked up at us.
"She was kissing him. They were on the bed making out." He said.
"Hey, we need to tell you something." I said.
"Ok, what."
"Well, Chuck slipped some sort of pill into Kym's drink." Rachel continued.
"Seriously?" Billie Joe said, standing up.
"Yea, Mike saw him." Tre said. Billie Joe marched over to the other bus, and knocked on the door. When Chuck answered it, Billie Joe jumped on top of him, yelling a mix of swear words, and insults. He punched Chuck several times, until we pulled the screaming, yelling, kicking and fighting Billie Joe off of him. He protested, but Tre and I were so much taller than him, and stronger, so we lifted him off the ground. IT was hard to hold him up cuz he was trying to fight us off so hard, but in the end, gave up.
"Give it up BJ. She likes me better." Chuck said, grinning evilly.
"NO SHE DOESN'T!!!" he screamed, once again trying to fight us off, but failing miserably. It was almost funny, seeing him dangling helplessly held up by me and Tre.
"Let's just go, ok you guys?" Rachel said, pushing us out the door, and leaving behind us.
*******THREE DAYS LATER*******
Ok, so it's three days later, I have just woken up in Billie Joe's arms again, and Chuck hasn't done anything else to me. Good. Maybe he was a bit drunk or something before. I don't like the Simple Plan guys much. There's something about them. Something like- 'We're famous cool punk rock stars and we rule'. (which I disagree with - they suck!)
I cuddle closer to Billie Joe, feeling his warm heat and his strong arms. God, that sounds mushy. I try and get back to sleep. Sleep sleep sleep. Sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. It's not working, dammit. I know from past experience that I am not going to be able to get back to sleep, and I get bored easily. I sigh, and slowly prise Billie's arms off me, trying not to wake him up. I slide out of bed and replace me with the pillow. I watch for a moment. Billie Joe nuzzles his face into the pillow, mumbling something like, 'loveoukymmyyyy...' into the soft material. I stifle a giggle, and go out into the living area. It's empty. I walk into the kitchen, and stand on my toes, searching through the cupboards for something edible. Nothing. I search all the cupboards, even under the sink. Nothing. Aaaargh! I'm starving! I need to eat! Wait- Tre and I had a sweet fight yesterday- there must be some still around! I go back into the living room, and search around. I find a toffee on the ground. Mmmm.... (These are sweets with wrappings, by the way.) I eat it, and stand up, searching for more. Ah! There's a blue metallic glint on the top shelf of the book case! Sweeties! I walk to the book case, and stand right on my toes, reaching up for the sweet... I hear footsteps behind me. No doubt Tre, Mike, or Billie Joe. I don't turn round, still trying desperately to get at the toffee. I feel two hands on my hips- Ok, it's Billie Joe. Then one hand leaves my hip and grabs my outstretched wrists. I turn quickly around, to see the reassuring bright green eyes of Billie Joe. But the eyes I look into aren't green. Or blue. They're brown. It's Chuck. He's holding my wrists tight above my head. He steps forward quickly, placing his feet on mine to stop me kicking him, and leans forward, kissing me. Holy shit. He's forcing his tongue into my mouth- shit, no wonder he's single- he's terrible at kissing. He's practically shoving his tongue down my throat. I can hardly breathe, struggling against him. I can see the look on his face- lust, and triumph. He takes one hand from my wrists, still gripping them tightly together with one hand. He slowly slides the hand to the base of my shirt, slips under, and starts slowly making his way up to my chest... I can feel tears running down my face. Then a voice comes from behind Chuck.
"Hey, Kymmy, how long have you be- WHAT THE FUCK?!?!" It's Billie Joe. Chuck breaks away, spinning around and letting me go. There's my boyfriend, standing there, looking so fucking furious it's impossible to describe. Is it possible for a pair of eyes to be emerald green and fiery red at the same time? Because it sure as hell looks like it. Billie Joe stays there for a second, then he speaks.
"You ass hole." Then he tackles Chuck, smashing him into the wall. In normal circumstances, Chuck would slide to the ground, but Billie Joe doesn't give him a chance. He slams his fist into Chuck's stomach, then continues the blows everywhere he can reach, practically pinning Chuck to the wall. I run to him, and pull Billie off. I give Chuck a kick in the balls, and pull Billie Joe away.
"Just stop ok? You have to deal with him for the rest of the tour; at least don't kill him until you've finished." I said, half jokingly.
"Ok babe, for you." He says, leaning in and kissing me. Although I close me eyes, I can tell he's looking up at Chuck, sort of using me to make him jealous. I don't mind all that much, cuz I know he loves me. I stayed in the kiss for longer than usual, making it clear to Chuck that I'd never leave Billie Joe. Not for him, not for anyone else. When we pulled apart, I smiled at Billie Joe, and asked him to lift me up so I could reach the toffee. He laughed, and lifted me up by my waist. I unwrapped the toffee, and put it in my mouth, smiling. Billie Joe kissed me again.
"Hey! That was my toffee!" I said, realising he took it from my mouth.
"Well it's mine now!" he said, fishing it out of his mouth. "See? It's got my germs all over it!"
"That's not gonna stop me!" I said, grabbing the toffee and putting it in my mouth. "Haha! What you gonna do know?" I teased.
"I'm gonna get the rest of the packet." He said, walking into Tre's room, leaving me with Chuck. He turned to me, about to say something, when I cut in.
"He-" he managed to get out.
"Let me just tell you something dipshit. If you ever touch me again, I will seriously, kick your ass. I'm not joking. I just haven't cuz I have to put up with you and your crappy band for the rest of this tour." I said, and walked off into Tre's room.
"Do you mind?" Tre said, apparently... eh... busy with himself.
"No I don't mind! Good morning!" I said, giggling.
"Oh thanks Kym, and you too Billie Joe! Just ruined the mood!" I couldn't help it! I burst out laughing.
"Jeez, sorry mate." Billie Joe said, also laughing. "I just came in to get the toffees, since SOMEONE took mine." He said.
"It was mine first! You stole it out of my mouth!" I protested.
"Hmm, I see... you're fighting over a toffee... ?" Tre said, scratching his head.
"Yea... so where's the packet?" Billie Joe asked.
"Sorry BJ, I finished it while you were all asleep." He said.
"Thanks." We both said, and walked out. When we got to the living room, Chuck was gone, back in his own shit box of a bus I thought.
"Listen, after you left the room, I told Chuck that if he ever touched me again, I'd beat the shit out of him ok?" I said to Billie Joe.
"Ok cool." He said, smiling, and pulling me close. I giggled, and put my arms around him, leaning in to kiss him.
********NEXT NIGHT, BEFORE THE CONCERT*******
+-*-+ Kym's POV +-*-+
Tomorrow night, the guys would be preforming, and Billie Joe just couldn't get to sleep. I was stroking his hair, almost falling asleep myself, when he said
"Please help me get to sleep!!! I'll have bags under my eyes tomorrow and probably fall asleep during the concert!!" he said, turning over.
"I'll try and help. Where's your favourite place in the world?" I asked.
"With you!" he said, rolling over and kissing me on the neck. I giggled, and said
"That's not gonna get you to sleep! And seriously, where's your favourite place?" I asked.
"At the beach." He said, smiling.
"Ok. Just relax, close you eyes, and picture everything I say ok?" I asked.
"Ok." He said, shifting over in the bed, and closing his eyes.
"Just imagine you're on a beach... there's no one around... it's nice and peaceful, with no distractions whatsoever. The gentle breeze ruffling your hair, and the small waves lapping at you feet... " I said, in a quiet, calming voice, stroking Billie Joe's sexy black hair.
"Uh huh." He murmured.
"The sky is nice and blue... you see a dolphin in the distance... and TRE'S BARE NAKED ASS!!!!" I screamed the last bit. Billie Joe sat up, opened his eyes, shocked and stunned. I almost fell off the bed laughing.
"Eeeww!! Mental picture!" he said, shaking his head vigorously. I laughed even harder at the sight of Billie Joe hitting his head, as if trying to band the thought out.
"That wasn't funny! Now I'll never get to sleep!" he said, rolling over. "And I've got a huge mental picture of Tre's white flabby ass stuck in my head!" he said.
"Oh, I can take you mind off that... " I said, moving close to him and kissing his neck.
"Please do." He said, smiling.
