Torn Apart By Love..., chapter 1
I ran to my room, crying my heart out. I couldn't believe that this happened, how could it happen!? Chris and me were so close... Wait a sec. I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you what's going on...
Hi. My name's Caitlin Smith. I'm sixteen years old, and in the 10th grade. I go to Watterson High School. I don't have many friends there... But I have my three best friends: Mike Dirnt, Tre Cool, and Billie Joe Armstrong. Yeah, people envy you for being best friends with Green Day. I am kinda weird... My style is punk/gangster. And I'm a little bit goth. Anyway, let me tell you whats going on.
Ok, I ran home from school. I run to my room, slam the door, and fall on my bed, crying. I had just broken up with my boyfriend, Chris.
Now Chris was gangster, and hated everything punk and Green Day. But I loved him, and he loved me. We broke up because, well, I got a little carried away talking about one of Tre's jokes, Chris got pissed off, and here I am. Lonely and heartbroken.
Okay, more info real quick:
Connor is my older brother. He's in the same class as me and Chris, he got held back a year. And Chris is his best friend.
Jane is our mom, she's got a job as a prostitute. She's a total slut. (My dad's not in the picture, if you know what I mean)
You guys should know Billie, Tre & Mike, so no more explaining.
Now! Back to the present situation!
I wipe the tears from my eyes, and slowly stop crying.
"Hey Caitlin? You alright?" asks Connor, from outside my door.
"I'm fine... Just a little shook up." I say, totally lying.
If you go to hell for lying, then I got a one-way ticket there.
I hear Connor walk away, and I sit up. Then my cell phone rang. I always laugh at the ring tone. "Dominated Love Slave" by Tre.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Caitlin." says Billie.
"Hey Billie. What's up?" I say.
"Nothing much. I just wondered if you had seen Tre. He went to a bar last night, and he got really drunk, I guess. We haven't seen him since." Billie tells me.
"Did you check the local strip club?" I suggested.
"Great idea! I'll tell Mike." said Billie, then he hung up the phone.
I turned my cell phone off and got up, I had to go check on Jeremie.
Now, Jeremie is my little brother. He's 5 years old, and kinda has mental problems. Like, he can't go to school because he fights with the other kids, and he cusses a whole lot. For a 5-year-old, he's pretty mature.
"Jeremie, you okay?" I ask from outside his door.
"Yeah, leave me alone." he says through the door.
I shrug and head for the living room. I sit on the couch, then turn on the tv. Connor hears it, and comes in.
"I heard you crying, everything alright?" he asked.
"Me an' Chris broke up. What more do you need to know?" I said.
Connor shook his head, and went back to his room.
I watched tv for a few hours, then I left the house. No one knew where I was going, just me.
Hi. My name's Caitlin Smith. I'm sixteen years old, and in the 10th grade. I go to Watterson High School. I don't have many friends there... But I have my three best friends: Mike Dirnt, Tre Cool, and Billie Joe Armstrong. Yeah, people envy you for being best friends with Green Day. I am kinda weird... My style is punk/gangster. And I'm a little bit goth. Anyway, let me tell you whats going on.
Ok, I ran home from school. I run to my room, slam the door, and fall on my bed, crying. I had just broken up with my boyfriend, Chris.
Now Chris was gangster, and hated everything punk and Green Day. But I loved him, and he loved me. We broke up because, well, I got a little carried away talking about one of Tre's jokes, Chris got pissed off, and here I am. Lonely and heartbroken.
Okay, more info real quick:
Connor is my older brother. He's in the same class as me and Chris, he got held back a year. And Chris is his best friend.
Jane is our mom, she's got a job as a prostitute. She's a total slut. (My dad's not in the picture, if you know what I mean)
You guys should know Billie, Tre & Mike, so no more explaining.
Now! Back to the present situation!
I wipe the tears from my eyes, and slowly stop crying.
"Hey Caitlin? You alright?" asks Connor, from outside my door.
"I'm fine... Just a little shook up." I say, totally lying.
If you go to hell for lying, then I got a one-way ticket there.
I hear Connor walk away, and I sit up. Then my cell phone rang. I always laugh at the ring tone. "Dominated Love Slave" by Tre.
"Hello?" I asked.
"Hey Caitlin." says Billie.
"Hey Billie. What's up?" I say.
"Nothing much. I just wondered if you had seen Tre. He went to a bar last night, and he got really drunk, I guess. We haven't seen him since." Billie tells me.
"Did you check the local strip club?" I suggested.
"Great idea! I'll tell Mike." said Billie, then he hung up the phone.
I turned my cell phone off and got up, I had to go check on Jeremie.
Now, Jeremie is my little brother. He's 5 years old, and kinda has mental problems. Like, he can't go to school because he fights with the other kids, and he cusses a whole lot. For a 5-year-old, he's pretty mature.
"Jeremie, you okay?" I ask from outside his door.
"Yeah, leave me alone." he says through the door.
I shrug and head for the living room. I sit on the couch, then turn on the tv. Connor hears it, and comes in.
"I heard you crying, everything alright?" he asked.
"Me an' Chris broke up. What more do you need to know?" I said.
Connor shook his head, and went back to his room.
I watched tv for a few hours, then I left the house. No one knew where I was going, just me.
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