I Still Think About You, chapter 2

*recap*
Finally Billie's mom answered the door...
*end of recap*

Xx Mike's P. O. V xx

"Hey Mike what brings you here at this time of the day?" asked Ollie, Billie's mom.

I just stood there staring at her in shock of what had happened back at home.

"Oh dear, not again... " Ollie sighed.

I just nodded and stepped inside, it's all I could do. My mind was racing with a million different thoughts.

"Mike how's it going man?" Billie asked as he slowly walked down the stairs. He had been sleeping you could tell. His hair was all messed up and all he had on was his boxers. As he walked down the stairs he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, yet he was still squinting from the light.

"F-Fine I guess." I tried answering without my voice trembling but it didn't work too well, I was still too shocked.

"Dude, not again."

"Yea, again." I answered, taking a seat on the sofa in his living room.

"Jen, is she alright Mike? Where is she?" Billie questioned. He and Jen were going out, and they had been for about a year.

"She couldn't make it out man... It's always her! Why cant it be me for once, let me get beat up for once! She's my little sister... " I said almost coming to tears.

"I hope he didn't rail on her like last time... " Billie let out.

Just then the door bell rang and Billie Joe's mom went to go answer it. Beej and I just sat on the couch, thinking about Jen and what was going to happen to her.

"Jen, thank god! Oh dear, you look terrible... " Ollie said terrified.

Billie Joe and I got up off of the sofa. He put his Ramones t-shirt on and followed slowly behind me to the front door to see Jen. When we got there I gasped at the sight. She had 3 scratches across her cheek, a busted lip, and her t-shirt was ripped and bloody... Indicating cuts on her stomach.

"Jen I am so sorry I had to leave without you. I... "
"It's ok. We made the deal." Jen said to me. Her eyes dull and full of hate.

Ollie went into the kitchen to call the police because this was the most violent Henry has ever been with either Jen or Mike. Then Billie walked into the hallway and Jen's face slightly lit up.

"Hey Billie." Jen said, slightly still shaking from her panic attack.

BJ didn't say anything he just walked up to her and gave her a hug. Not too tight because she had cuts across her stomach, he really loved her.

"The police should be there any minute you two. Just sit tight, everything will be ok. In the meantime, Billie why don't you take Jen and Mike up to your room, and maybe give Jen a non-ripped shirt to wear." said Ollie as she walked out of the kitchen.

"Sure thing mom." Piped Billie.

Xx Jen's P. O. V xx

Billie smiled one of his famous smiles at me and grabbed my hand and told Mike to follow as we walked upstairs to his room.

I loved his room. It is filled with The Clash, The Ramones, and Operation Ivy posters. His guitar Blue was always laying on his bed because he was constantly playing on it.

"Here ya go Jen." Billie tossed me a black shirt that had The Clash, London Calling on it. He knew it was my favorite shirt of his.

"Thanks Billie."

I went into the bathroom and lifted up my shirt slowly.
"Ouch! Shit... " I yelped. The cuts on my stomach were soar and would probably get infected if I didn't put anything in them.

Just then I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

"Jen... Are you ok. I heard you scream. Need any help?" Billie asked through the door. I looked down at my stomach and figured he could at least put something on my cuts. So I went over to the door and opened it.

"Come in... "

Beej stepped inside and shut the door behind him. Then he looked down at my stomach, his eyes got bigger and he gasped.

"Jen, those look infected... " He said getting closer to my stomach inspecting the cuts. He pulled away and walked over to the cabinet. After about a minute he pulled out antiseptic, and cotton balls. My eyes got bigger when I saw the antiseptic.

"Billie that stuff stings like hell... " I stated. Antiseptic sucks, but it is the only way that my cuts would heal.

"Jen... If you want to die of an infection then go ahead and complain, I don't know about you though, but I like having a girlfriend."

"I don't have a girlfriend." I said matter-of-factly.
"Unless you consider your self a girl... " I smiled.

Billie Joe just sighed while shaking his head and he continued spraying the antiseptic onto a cotton ball.

"Ok... Lemme see the cuts." He said.

I lifted up my shirt just enough for him to be able to see all of the cuts. Billie took the cotton ball and dabbed at the cuts while the antiseptic fizzed... And stung.

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow!" I yelled.

"There it's done!" BJ smiled. Afterward he fixed my lip up and the scrapes on my cheek, and then he stood up.
"I'm going to go see if Mike needs anything. Are you ok here?"

"Yea. I'm fine thanks Billie."

"Anytime." He said as he left the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

I started blowing on my stomach to try and stop the stinging but that only seemed to make it worse. Finally after what seemed like forever the stinging stopped and I put the shirt on that Billie Joe gave to me to borrow.

I opened the bathroom door and walked down the hallway to Billie's room. He and Mike were talking.

"I'm tired. Can I go to sleep?" I asked, while yawning.

"Yea of course Jen." Billie replied.

He went over to his bed and pulled down the covers.
"You can sleep here if you want, I can sleep downstairs on the couch, and Mike can sleep on the couch in here."

"Billie I know you want to sleep on the couch in here so you can be with Jen so I'll take the couch downstairs... " sighed Mike.

I laughed and went over to Billie's bed and climbed in. Billie went over to the couch in his room and Mike went downstairs to sleep on the couch in the living room.

"G'night Jen." Billie whispered to me from across the room.

"Good night Billie." I said closing my eyes and passing out after what seemed like two seconds. It had been a long day... And more was yet to come.
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