You can't take her with you., chapter 3
When Adie and Marissa went upstairs I decided to call Tre.
"Yeah?" Tre asked sleepy.
"Hi Tre, it's Billie. Are you still sleeping?!"
"Yeah, it was a loud and wild night."
"How many?" I asked laughing
"What how many?" Tre asked confused.
"Girls."
"Oh well .. two. But now an other topic. Is Marissa with you?"
"Yeah she's here, doing girls stuff with Adie."
"Oh I love doing girls stuff!" Tre said excited. "Can I come over tonight? I want to meet her!"
"It's Adie's and my night tonight."
"You don't have to describe it like that. You can say that you're sleeping with each other."
"We are not sleeping with each other!" Silence "Well okay, maybe. But you can come tomorrow in the afternoon!"
I finished the call and Adie and Marissa came downstairs.
"Look Daddy!" Marissa said with a big smile on her face.
"You look beautiful Baby!"
"Adie showed me all the things." Marissa said "Can we bake cookies?"
"Sure." Adie smiled.
The front door opened and Joey and Jakob came in.
"I mean she's hot but yeah .. she's one of those cheerleader chicks." Joey explained to his brother.
"Who's hot?" I asked curiously. Adie hit me softly in my rips. "Wanna play football outside?"
"Yeaaaaaah!" Joey and Jakob screamed.
"I'm going with the boys outside." I said to Adie and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
The boys and me came home late and I was really tired. But when I saw Adie on the bed in her black, hot underwear I didn't think of sleeping.
"Hi Baby." She said und smiled at me. I sat down next to her and kissed her. When I took off my shirt somebody knocked at the door.
"Daddy I can't sleep." Marissa stood there and looked at me. I put on my shirt and stood up.
"Why can't you sleep?" I asked her and sat down on her bed.
"I miss Mommy." She said and looked down on her feet.
"Mommy has to figure out some stuff, but you can see her soon." I said softly.
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Baby. Good night." I gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to the bedroom.
"And now to you Mrs. Armstrong." I said in my sexy voice and took my shirt off.
In the same night the phone rang.
"Armstrong." I said and rubbed my eyes
"Hello Mr. Armstrong. It's the police department." A voice said.
"What happend?" I asked nervously.
"Mrs. Taylor was killed in an accident an hour ago. She left a message with your name on it so we guess you know her. It's not imossibe that it's suicide."
"Baby what happened?" Adie asked worried.
"She... Oh my god I can't believe she did it. How can she do this to Marissa?" I mumbled.
"What Billie?"
"She killed herself."
Adie looked at me with fear in her eyes.
"I have to drive to her house." I stood up and put on my clothes.
"Please don't cry." I said softly when I saw Adie standing there with her arms around her body and tears in her eyes. "I'll be back soon."
When I arrived at Samantha's house three police cars stood in the driveway. Around a third car was a barrier and an ambulance. It was Samantha's car. The car was totally crashed. I went to the car and gasped. Samantha lay there. Her body was covered by blood and her face was pale. Memories of the time with her went through my mind.
I couldn't stand it how she lay there.
"Are you Mr. Armstrong?" A police officer asked me.
"Yeah, yeah I am. I'm the father of her daughter."
"I'm sorry."
"What happend?" I asked and couldn't take my eyes off her body.
"We think it's suicide. She was drunken and drove with full speed against this tree. She left this message for you."
I took the paper and sat down on the curb.
Dear Billie.
I know what you'll think when you read this message. You will think I'm fucking retarded. And you're right.
Marissa earns something better, not something like me. A slut.
It was so hard for me to make this step, but I can't keep on living.
I want that you know something. I loved you. I fucking loved you. You made me feel better and when I was pregnant I was the luckiest woman on earth.
But then you left me, said to me you can't handle everything. You broke my heart Billie and everytime I looked at Marissa I saw you. I love her, she's my
everything. You wanted to take her away from me. But you're right. I couldn't be a good mother for her.
Please take care of her. She earns to have a good life.
So, that's it, Billie Joe Armstrong.
In love, Samantha.
"Yeah?" Tre asked sleepy.
"Hi Tre, it's Billie. Are you still sleeping?!"
"Yeah, it was a loud and wild night."
"How many?" I asked laughing
"What how many?" Tre asked confused.
"Girls."
"Oh well .. two. But now an other topic. Is Marissa with you?"
"Yeah she's here, doing girls stuff with Adie."
"Oh I love doing girls stuff!" Tre said excited. "Can I come over tonight? I want to meet her!"
"It's Adie's and my night tonight."
"You don't have to describe it like that. You can say that you're sleeping with each other."
"We are not sleeping with each other!" Silence "Well okay, maybe. But you can come tomorrow in the afternoon!"
I finished the call and Adie and Marissa came downstairs.
"Look Daddy!" Marissa said with a big smile on her face.
"You look beautiful Baby!"
"Adie showed me all the things." Marissa said "Can we bake cookies?"
"Sure." Adie smiled.
The front door opened and Joey and Jakob came in.
"I mean she's hot but yeah .. she's one of those cheerleader chicks." Joey explained to his brother.
"Who's hot?" I asked curiously. Adie hit me softly in my rips. "Wanna play football outside?"
"Yeaaaaaah!" Joey and Jakob screamed.
"I'm going with the boys outside." I said to Adie and gave her a kiss on the cheek.
The boys and me came home late and I was really tired. But when I saw Adie on the bed in her black, hot underwear I didn't think of sleeping.
"Hi Baby." She said und smiled at me. I sat down next to her and kissed her. When I took off my shirt somebody knocked at the door.
"Daddy I can't sleep." Marissa stood there and looked at me. I put on my shirt and stood up.
"Why can't you sleep?" I asked her and sat down on her bed.
"I miss Mommy." She said and looked down on her feet.
"Mommy has to figure out some stuff, but you can see her soon." I said softly.
"Daddy?"
"Yes?"
"I love you."
"I love you too Baby. Good night." I gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to the bedroom.
"And now to you Mrs. Armstrong." I said in my sexy voice and took my shirt off.
In the same night the phone rang.
"Armstrong." I said and rubbed my eyes
"Hello Mr. Armstrong. It's the police department." A voice said.
"What happend?" I asked nervously.
"Mrs. Taylor was killed in an accident an hour ago. She left a message with your name on it so we guess you know her. It's not imossibe that it's suicide."
"Baby what happened?" Adie asked worried.
"She... Oh my god I can't believe she did it. How can she do this to Marissa?" I mumbled.
"What Billie?"
"She killed herself."
Adie looked at me with fear in her eyes.
"I have to drive to her house." I stood up and put on my clothes.
"Please don't cry." I said softly when I saw Adie standing there with her arms around her body and tears in her eyes. "I'll be back soon."
When I arrived at Samantha's house three police cars stood in the driveway. Around a third car was a barrier and an ambulance. It was Samantha's car. The car was totally crashed. I went to the car and gasped. Samantha lay there. Her body was covered by blood and her face was pale. Memories of the time with her went through my mind.
I couldn't stand it how she lay there.
"Are you Mr. Armstrong?" A police officer asked me.
"Yeah, yeah I am. I'm the father of her daughter."
"I'm sorry."
"What happend?" I asked and couldn't take my eyes off her body.
"We think it's suicide. She was drunken and drove with full speed against this tree. She left this message for you."
I took the paper and sat down on the curb.
Dear Billie.
I know what you'll think when you read this message. You will think I'm fucking retarded. And you're right.
Marissa earns something better, not something like me. A slut.
It was so hard for me to make this step, but I can't keep on living.
I want that you know something. I loved you. I fucking loved you. You made me feel better and when I was pregnant I was the luckiest woman on earth.
But then you left me, said to me you can't handle everything. You broke my heart Billie and everytime I looked at Marissa I saw you. I love her, she's my
everything. You wanted to take her away from me. But you're right. I couldn't be a good mother for her.
Please take care of her. She earns to have a good life.
So, that's it, Billie Joe Armstrong.
In love, Samantha.
