All That I've Got (sequel to 'Everyone's Heart Doesn't Beat the Same'), chapter 2

Chapter II- Awakening... I Hate Them and So Should You

I woke up, not remembering entirely of what had happened. I looked around to see Aryana's and my apartment, with Frank and I lying in opposite directions on the couch, Gerard on the floor, Regina on a chair, Tré and Mike were cuddled together, and Aryana and Bert were hugging each other on the recliner. Everything was hazy yesterday. Was I hung over? It sure did feel like it. I felt horrible.
I checked my messages on my cell phone to find twenty-one of them. I checked them finding that all were from Billie Joe. Exactly why was I mad at him? Yes, I know I have amnesia, but what happened? I only remember him leaving, then me collapsing on the ground... then something hit me: a tour. I was going on tour with Green Day, My Chemical Romance, and the Used. Why was I sad then? Slowly the memories, a little hazy came back. The last thing I remembered was crying alone in a bathroom. What happened next? Why is everything unclear?
Two arms wrapped slowly around my waist. I jumped but didn't scream. I turned to see Gerard stifling a laugh.
"That wasn't very nice, love." I pouted, jutting out my bottom lip.
"Well, I am not exactly a gentleman if you haven't noticed." Gerard retorted.
"Well that explains that." Then silence. It wasn't all too awkward for I was busy looking out at the rising sun through my balcony.
"I wish it'd rain... " I muttered.
"And why is that?" Gerard asked.
"Because it's the only thing that soothes me, it's the only thing I think that could make all my troubles and fears wash away."
We just looked out at the peaking sun across the vast horizon. Nothing was there; nothing was felt except for a sudden peace... which seemed somewhat surreal. I sighed, getting lost in the bright sky when a horn honked from outside our apartment. Gerard and I were pulled back into reality.
"Are you guys ready to go?" the people from the car yelled up at Gerard and me. I saw who it was. One was Billie Joe. The other was unfamiliar to me. The other was a girl, a pretty one at that. I even began to believe that she was prettier than me. I had a strange feeling that I knew who she was.
"Fuck you guys! You woke us up!" Bert yelled from behind us. I turned to see a grumpy Bert McCracken, a half-asleep Frank Iero, and a somewhat sleepwalking Aryana. They rubbed the back of their heads and groaned grumpily. I laughed to myself a bit.
"Thank you. Now go get dressed!" Billie Joe called from his car.
We walked back into the apartment, the sun now bright and shining ahead of us. We noticed that Tré and Mike still were spooning. Tré was also drooling. It was hilarious! I just had to take a picture, so I took out my Polaroid camera and took a quick snapshot of the new "couple." They woke up with a start.
"What? What's going on?" Mike started to yell.
"Que pasa?" Tré asked, still partly asleep.
"Get dressed, Sleeping Beauty, we're leaving." Frank mumbled. When Tré still didn't respond, Frank kicked him (not too hard, though... ).
"OW!" Tre' was still... a drama queen.
Everyone got dressed up as fast as we could go then ran out to where Billie Joe and the girl were waiting for us. Billie Joe grinned which made me feel even more upset with him than before. He stepped out of the car grasping the girl's hand so she'd follow. I wish I had a bloody knife then.
"Laurie, this is Adrienne. Adrienne, this is Laurie." He introduced and we shook hands. Do you know how much I hate introductions?
"Hi." She said sweetly.
"Hi." I snapped. She didn't seem to notice the rudeness in it, though. I wasn't all mad at her as much as I was at Billie Joe.
"So now that we are all happy with everything let's go!" Bilie Joe jumped up and down and went into the car. Adrienne followed. I, on the other hand, went to Frankie.
"Um, Frank, I think I'm gonna stay at home today, OK? You guys have fun without me." I said softly. Apparently I should've been softer.
"Oh, no you aren't! You're going with us, even if we have to bound and gag you!" Gerard protested.
"Mm, that sounds like a good plan." Bert smiled mischievously.
Frank slapped him upside the head. Frank was very violent that day!
"I love you too, Frankie." Bert muttered.
"Hey, why don't I get any love?" Gerard pouted.
"Why don't you all hurry the hell up so we can go." Aryana said from inside the vehicle.
"Where are we going?" Mike asked.
"The mall! Take us to the mall! Please?" Gerard asked.
"Eh, sure, why not?" Billie Joe said.
"Great! I'll call my brother to meet us there." Gerard said.
"Sure."
Then we sped off to the mall. Tre' kept hold of me so I had to go. The mall was close by. I could see the big building up ahead.
"You sure you'll be OK?" Frank asked, pulling me into a friendly hug and brushing away the stray hairs on my face. I smiled at him.
"Yes, Frankie. I'll be just fine."
"Well, if he does anything or if you feel hurt, you can always talk to me. You know that, right?" he whispered.
"Yes, I think so."
"Good."
We entered the mall. I walked close to Frank. We were getting really close. He was my best friend and could really help me survive through my sorrows. Through the crowd we spotted a shy boy with glasses on trying to avoid screaming girls. I was pretty happy no one had noticed us yet.
"Mikey, we're over here!" Gerard waved.
"Great going, you idiot!" Bert said although it seemed as if no one noticed. We breathed a sigh of relief. Bert slapped Gerard on the head.
"Now let's go shopping!"
I knew that those toxic twins shopped a lot, but I never realized how much they do. After one hour their arms were already loaded with tons of bags. Frank and I hung out a lot and I know he tried his best to make me feel better. It actually was working. I caught up with how Mikey was doing. I hadn't seen him in a while. I talked to Adrienne too. She is so sweet, it almost breaks my heart. I felt so selfish. Mike and Tré acted like complete idiots throughout the whole shopping spree. I don't think anyone really got anything at all except for those two toxic twins.
I tried very hard to avoid Billie Joe. There just really wasn't a time when I wanted to face him because those eyes would just see right through me. I hated being so visible. I hated how much he knew me. I hated how much he had betrayed me. I also hated myself because if I hadn't run away in the first place. I wouldn't be where I am now, who I am now: a loser. I wanted everything to be alright again, but no one can change the past.
"This is the last store. We promise." Bert and Gerard pleaded with the others who were laughing hysterically and shaking their heads. I was laughing among them until someone pulled me out from the crowd.
"Let go." I said firmly and turned to look at who pulled me away. I met a pair of green eyes staring back into my eyes.
"What the hell do you want?" I spat out.
"We need to talk."