Mom, Why Didn't You Tell Me?, chapter 8
Since the second Billie and Mike left Tre has not got his eyes off me. I really like Tre but he's my dads friend not to mention he's oodles older than me. I mean a sixteen girl going out with a thirty-three year old man. I finally got tired of it and told Tre I was going to my room. He doesn't know that I'm going up to my room to beat the shit out of my drums out of anger, sadness, and rage.
About an hour later I was emotionally wiped out that I couldn't play anymore. I just sat on my bed. I got thirsty so I headed down stairs. When I passed the door I saw an envelope on the floor. It had my mom's writing on it. It was Billie's.
I was about to open and read it but thought about Tre in the other room and decided to wait until I had some privacy.
I went in the kitchen to get a glass of water I as filling up the glass when I felt someone poke me. I jumped out of my skin while yelling," fucking hell man" I turned around to me Tre grinning evilly.
"You're a good drummer," he said, "but not as good or sexy as me."
"You heard that?" I asked, "My door was shut."
"I stood outside your door," he said.
"You suck," I said
"You blow," he says.
I was about to talk back when I heard the door open. Mike and Billie were standing there breathing hard.
"We went as fast as we could," Mike said.
"Wow that's why it only took you over two hours," I said.
Mike looks at Billie then at his watch then shrugs while mumbling "Whatever."
That night was full of laughter and drinking and well...just being the stupid musicians we are.
I never could remember when I've ever had a worse headache or it might have been the alcohol. I got up to find two pills on my bedside and a glass of water, I took them. Once I was able to open my eyes all the way I found a bow on the end of my bed. I opened it. Inside were a bunch of mom's things including a picture of my family when we were still happy, a picture of Tre and what I think is I. There was also a Green Day CD their first one too. At the very end I found a letter. It said: to Whatsername I finally found you. The letter showed that it was probably read more than a few times. I opened it up and found what I think is a song (American Idiot isn't released yet or even made)
Whatsername
Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Thought I ran onto you down on the street
Then it turned out only to be a dream
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face
But I cant recall the name
Now I wonder how whatsername has been
Seems that she disappeared without a trace
Did she ever marry old what's his face?
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face
But I cant recall the name
Now I wonder how whatsername has been
Remember, whatever
It seems like forever ago
Remember, whatever
It seems like forever ago
The regrets are useless
In my mind
She's in my head
I must confess
The regrets are useless
She's in my head
From so long ago
(Go, Go, Go, Go.. )
And in the darkest night
If my memory serves me right
I'll never turn back time
Forgetting you, but not the time
About an hour later I was emotionally wiped out that I couldn't play anymore. I just sat on my bed. I got thirsty so I headed down stairs. When I passed the door I saw an envelope on the floor. It had my mom's writing on it. It was Billie's.
I was about to open and read it but thought about Tre in the other room and decided to wait until I had some privacy.
I went in the kitchen to get a glass of water I as filling up the glass when I felt someone poke me. I jumped out of my skin while yelling," fucking hell man" I turned around to me Tre grinning evilly.
"You're a good drummer," he said, "but not as good or sexy as me."
"You heard that?" I asked, "My door was shut."
"I stood outside your door," he said.
"You suck," I said
"You blow," he says.
I was about to talk back when I heard the door open. Mike and Billie were standing there breathing hard.
"We went as fast as we could," Mike said.
"Wow that's why it only took you over two hours," I said.
Mike looks at Billie then at his watch then shrugs while mumbling "Whatever."
That night was full of laughter and drinking and well...just being the stupid musicians we are.
I never could remember when I've ever had a worse headache or it might have been the alcohol. I got up to find two pills on my bedside and a glass of water, I took them. Once I was able to open my eyes all the way I found a bow on the end of my bed. I opened it. Inside were a bunch of mom's things including a picture of my family when we were still happy, a picture of Tre and what I think is I. There was also a Green Day CD their first one too. At the very end I found a letter. It said: to Whatsername I finally found you. The letter showed that it was probably read more than a few times. I opened it up and found what I think is a song (American Idiot isn't released yet or even made)
Whatsername
Written by Billie Joe Armstrong
Thought I ran onto you down on the street
Then it turned out only to be a dream
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face
But I cant recall the name
Now I wonder how whatsername has been
Seems that she disappeared without a trace
Did she ever marry old what's his face?
I made a point to burn all of the photographs
She went away and then I took a different path
I remember the face
But I cant recall the name
Now I wonder how whatsername has been
Remember, whatever
It seems like forever ago
Remember, whatever
It seems like forever ago
The regrets are useless
In my mind
She's in my head
I must confess
The regrets are useless
She's in my head
From so long ago
(Go, Go, Go, Go.. )
And in the darkest night
If my memory serves me right
I'll never turn back time
Forgetting you, but not the time
