We Met Green Day For The Second Time On The 4th Of July And They Remembered Us, chapter 5
Sam's POV
A week later we took Tre to get his stitches out. He was still acting like the regular Tre Cool. Horny, jackassy, and retarded. I walked in his house one morning and caught him jerking off in the kitchen while Mona and Frankie were asleep, and one night while Ramona was at a friends house and Frankie was with his mom he made me have sex with him all over his house and he dominated me till about two in the morning.
It's now been two weeks since Tre got his stitches out. I woke up one morning around one to hear someone throwing up. I ran to the bathroom in just my underwear. I saw Nickey with her head in the toilet, puking her guts out. I went back to my room and threw on an old Green Day shirt that was Tre's that I stole. I went back to the bathroom and kneeled down by Nickey. I rubbed her back.
When she was done she flushed the toilet and looked at me.
"Sam. I feel like shit," she told me.
"Like what shit?" I asked her as I held her in my arms and she wrapped her arms around me.
"Well. I haven't been feeling good all day. Now I feel light headed, and now I'm throwing up," she said.
"You've got the flu. Let me take you're temperature," I told her. I took her temp and it was a 101.
"Yup. You've got the flu," I said.
"I want to see if I'm pregnant," she said.
"You're not pregnant. You're sick," I told her once more.
"Just still," she said pulling out a box of pregnancy tests from under the sink. She pulled one out and did it in front of me. We waited and it was negative.
"See. You're not pregnant," I told her throwing it away. I put her back in bed. I put a glass of water next to her and a bucket. She woke up once every hour till four in the morning puking up spaghetti we had had that night at Billie's house. Adie invited us over for supper. I woke up the next morning. I got Nickey up and put her on the couch.
"I hate being light headed. You can't even sit up for 10 fucking seconds," she said shivering and her teeth chattering. I gave her a whole bunch of blankets.
She fell asleep. I went to work. I came home that night and gave her some Flu medicine I bought at the store. She didn't want to make her stomach upset so she munched on popcorn and a bowl of ice cream. She fell asleep that night on the couch. She stayed on the couch for the rest of the week. Mike came by and visited her in the day. A week later she was back to normal and horny as hell. She spent the night at Mike's.
Nickey's POV
I hate getting the flu. But I'm better. I went over to Mike's and as soon as he opened the door I was in the house and had his shirt off. I quickly ripped off all my clothes and got on top of Mike.
"Wow. Hey there!" he said.
"MIKE DIRNT! IF YOU DON'T TAKE YOU'RE GOD DAMN PANTS OFF THIS MINUET... . SO HELP ME GOD... I'M GONNA FUCKIN'... I don't know! Just take of your pants!" I demanded.
"Okay," he said, taking them off. I know wasn't really into the whole dominating thing but he let me dominate him. After that we fell asleep.
OCTOBER 18th
Tre's POV
I know. I'm out of my mind. It's one in the morning. It's been four weeks since I got my stitches out and four since I proposed to Sam for the second time. I know she said six months. We've been going out for four months know. I'm gonna do it again. I can't help it. I know that she'll just say no and I'll be sad and depressed and probably get drunk like I did the last two times I did and cry until my eyes are swollen for five hours, but oh well. She'll eventually say yes.
LATER ON THAT DAY.
I picked up Sam from her apartment. "Look! I got a new skirt!" she said excitedly. It was a black skirt with gray pin stripes down it.
"It looks good," I said kissing her. Later on that night we were at the beach sitting in my car.
"Samantha?" I said putting my hand in my suit coat pocket grabbing the little black box.
"Yes?" she said.
I opened the box in front of her with the same ring with the emeralds as last time. "Will you marry me?" I said.
"Are you being serious Tre?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said feeling tears start to spring up. She climbed over on my lap and looked at me putting her head on my shoulder.
"Tre," she started. She let out a sigh. "I'm sorry," she said. I started crying... again.She looked up at me. "Please stop crying," she said starting to cry.
"Why won't you marry me? You know that I love you? Don't you love me?" I asked her sobbing.
"Yes! Of course I love you!" she said kissing me and tears rolling down her cheeks.
"It's just that I'm scared people might think that I'm a big whore if I marry you right now and...never mind. Listen to me. We've been going out for four months. Propose to me in December and I promise I'll say yes. Okay?" she promised.
"Okay," I said.
Jason White's POV
I heard a knock on my front door. I opened it. I promised Sam that we'd celebrate 13 days of Halloween. Halloween was her favorite holiday and mine too. We got in my car and drove off to a pumpkin patch. We got some pumpkins then we went back to my house and carved 'em. After that we went on a hayrack ride. That night for the next 11 nights we went haunted housing. On Halloween we went trick or treating. We said that our kids were too scared to come up to the door so we had to get the candy for them, even though Sam and I didn't have kids. We got back to my house and handed out candy.
DECEMBER 2nd
Tre's POV
I was going to propose to Sam today. She's 26 now and I'm gonna be 34 on the 9th. I walked up to Sam's apartment around two in the afternoon and knocked on the door. She answered.
"Hey there love!" she said.
"Hey there!" I said walking in and kissing her. I led her over to her couch by her hand and we sat down.
"Okay. I have to ask you something," I told her.
"Do you need to get a pregnancy test?" she asked.
"No."
"Do you have something in your butt that is stuck in there but you can't get it out, and you're too scared to go to the hospital so you want me to help you get it out?" she asked. I started laughing.
"No," I replied.
"Are you the owner of a new cigarette company?" she asked.
"No," I replied laughing pretty hard by now.
"Then what?" she asked. I took out the box with the ring in it. I opened it.
"Will you marry me?"
She sat there for a couple of seconds and looked at the ring, then me. I had a feeling she was going to say no again. The little spark of hope I had left in me of marrying her was beginning to go out and I was about ready to slap the box shut and get with the fact that she was never going to marry me, when she said."Yes!"
I wasn't expecting to feel as light headed as I did then, but I felt really light headed. I rolled my eyes a couple of times and then jumped on top of Sam. We had sex. Afterward we were lying there and I looked over at Sam and started smiling really big.
"When are we going to have the wedding?" she asked.
"I don't know. When do you want to have it?"
"Let's have it in January because this month is gonna be so busy with your birthday, and New Year's, and Christmas and all," she replied.
"When are we gonna go on the honeymoon?" she asked.
"A day or two after the wedding."
"Where to?" she asked.
"I dunno. Do you want to go to... Australia?" I asked her.
"Okay!" she said. Later on we went over to my house and we called friends and family and told them and the plans, then we went over to my parents house and visited with them. Later on Sam decided she'd spend the night. She was lying down on the couch with her head in my lap, looking at the ring on her finger.
"Tre. It's really pretty. How much was it?"
"A little over $3,000," I lied to her. I had it custom made for her and it actually cost somewhere around $9,000.
"Yeah right. Tell me how much," she said.
"Okay. 9,000 somethin," I told her. Ramona came down the stairs and sat down on Sam's stomach. Through out the months Sam and the kids had started to adapt to eachother Ramona only got to see her mom once a month or one every two months. Lisea recently got herself a boyfriend and was too wrapped up in him to even see her own daughter. She was seeing Mona less and less. It had been two and a half months since she had last seen her and Mona wanted a mother figure. She asked me all the time if she could go hang out with Sam, and if Sam was going to move in, and Sam this and Sam that. She had even spent the night at Sam's a couple times she wanted to hang out with her so much.
"Sam. When are you gonna move in with us?" Ramona asked her.
"Tre. When am I moving in with you?" Samantha asked me.
"I don't know. Start moving in tomorrow," I said.
"Okay. Tomorrow," she told Ramona.
December 5th
Nickey's POV
Tre proposed to Sam and Sam had moved all her shit out and was now living at Tre's. I hung out with Sam earlier on today.
December 9th
Tre's POV
"TRE! WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!" Sam yelled in my face, pouncing on top of me.
"Okay! Jesus, I'm awake."
"It's your birthday today. Your 34. How does it feel?"
"Don't remind me."
"But you're a sexy 34 year old." I looked at her adoringly.
Later on that day we had a party at Billie's. I dropped the kids off at Claudia's. She baby-sat Mona and I got drunk as fuck. When we went to pick up Ramona I was throwing up out the car window. Luckily I didn't get any on the car. I woke up the next morning with a really bad hangover.
A week later we took Tre to get his stitches out. He was still acting like the regular Tre Cool. Horny, jackassy, and retarded. I walked in his house one morning and caught him jerking off in the kitchen while Mona and Frankie were asleep, and one night while Ramona was at a friends house and Frankie was with his mom he made me have sex with him all over his house and he dominated me till about two in the morning.
It's now been two weeks since Tre got his stitches out. I woke up one morning around one to hear someone throwing up. I ran to the bathroom in just my underwear. I saw Nickey with her head in the toilet, puking her guts out. I went back to my room and threw on an old Green Day shirt that was Tre's that I stole. I went back to the bathroom and kneeled down by Nickey. I rubbed her back.
When she was done she flushed the toilet and looked at me.
"Sam. I feel like shit," she told me.
"Like what shit?" I asked her as I held her in my arms and she wrapped her arms around me.
"Well. I haven't been feeling good all day. Now I feel light headed, and now I'm throwing up," she said.
"You've got the flu. Let me take you're temperature," I told her. I took her temp and it was a 101.
"Yup. You've got the flu," I said.
"I want to see if I'm pregnant," she said.
"You're not pregnant. You're sick," I told her once more.
"Just still," she said pulling out a box of pregnancy tests from under the sink. She pulled one out and did it in front of me. We waited and it was negative.
"See. You're not pregnant," I told her throwing it away. I put her back in bed. I put a glass of water next to her and a bucket. She woke up once every hour till four in the morning puking up spaghetti we had had that night at Billie's house. Adie invited us over for supper. I woke up the next morning. I got Nickey up and put her on the couch.
"I hate being light headed. You can't even sit up for 10 fucking seconds," she said shivering and her teeth chattering. I gave her a whole bunch of blankets.
She fell asleep. I went to work. I came home that night and gave her some Flu medicine I bought at the store. She didn't want to make her stomach upset so she munched on popcorn and a bowl of ice cream. She fell asleep that night on the couch. She stayed on the couch for the rest of the week. Mike came by and visited her in the day. A week later she was back to normal and horny as hell. She spent the night at Mike's.
Nickey's POV
I hate getting the flu. But I'm better. I went over to Mike's and as soon as he opened the door I was in the house and had his shirt off. I quickly ripped off all my clothes and got on top of Mike.
"Wow. Hey there!" he said.
"MIKE DIRNT! IF YOU DON'T TAKE YOU'RE GOD DAMN PANTS OFF THIS MINUET... . SO HELP ME GOD... I'M GONNA FUCKIN'... I don't know! Just take of your pants!" I demanded.
"Okay," he said, taking them off. I know wasn't really into the whole dominating thing but he let me dominate him. After that we fell asleep.
OCTOBER 18th
Tre's POV
I know. I'm out of my mind. It's one in the morning. It's been four weeks since I got my stitches out and four since I proposed to Sam for the second time. I know she said six months. We've been going out for four months know. I'm gonna do it again. I can't help it. I know that she'll just say no and I'll be sad and depressed and probably get drunk like I did the last two times I did and cry until my eyes are swollen for five hours, but oh well. She'll eventually say yes.
LATER ON THAT DAY.
I picked up Sam from her apartment. "Look! I got a new skirt!" she said excitedly. It was a black skirt with gray pin stripes down it.
"It looks good," I said kissing her. Later on that night we were at the beach sitting in my car.
"Samantha?" I said putting my hand in my suit coat pocket grabbing the little black box.
"Yes?" she said.
I opened the box in front of her with the same ring with the emeralds as last time. "Will you marry me?" I said.
"Are you being serious Tre?" she asked me.
"Yes," I said feeling tears start to spring up. She climbed over on my lap and looked at me putting her head on my shoulder.
"Tre," she started. She let out a sigh. "I'm sorry," she said. I started crying... again.She looked up at me. "Please stop crying," she said starting to cry.
"Why won't you marry me? You know that I love you? Don't you love me?" I asked her sobbing.
"Yes! Of course I love you!" she said kissing me and tears rolling down her cheeks.
"It's just that I'm scared people might think that I'm a big whore if I marry you right now and...never mind. Listen to me. We've been going out for four months. Propose to me in December and I promise I'll say yes. Okay?" she promised.
"Okay," I said.
Jason White's POV
I heard a knock on my front door. I opened it. I promised Sam that we'd celebrate 13 days of Halloween. Halloween was her favorite holiday and mine too. We got in my car and drove off to a pumpkin patch. We got some pumpkins then we went back to my house and carved 'em. After that we went on a hayrack ride. That night for the next 11 nights we went haunted housing. On Halloween we went trick or treating. We said that our kids were too scared to come up to the door so we had to get the candy for them, even though Sam and I didn't have kids. We got back to my house and handed out candy.
DECEMBER 2nd
Tre's POV
I was going to propose to Sam today. She's 26 now and I'm gonna be 34 on the 9th. I walked up to Sam's apartment around two in the afternoon and knocked on the door. She answered.
"Hey there love!" she said.
"Hey there!" I said walking in and kissing her. I led her over to her couch by her hand and we sat down.
"Okay. I have to ask you something," I told her.
"Do you need to get a pregnancy test?" she asked.
"No."
"Do you have something in your butt that is stuck in there but you can't get it out, and you're too scared to go to the hospital so you want me to help you get it out?" she asked. I started laughing.
"No," I replied.
"Are you the owner of a new cigarette company?" she asked.
"No," I replied laughing pretty hard by now.
"Then what?" she asked. I took out the box with the ring in it. I opened it.
"Will you marry me?"
She sat there for a couple of seconds and looked at the ring, then me. I had a feeling she was going to say no again. The little spark of hope I had left in me of marrying her was beginning to go out and I was about ready to slap the box shut and get with the fact that she was never going to marry me, when she said."Yes!"
I wasn't expecting to feel as light headed as I did then, but I felt really light headed. I rolled my eyes a couple of times and then jumped on top of Sam. We had sex. Afterward we were lying there and I looked over at Sam and started smiling really big.
"When are we going to have the wedding?" she asked.
"I don't know. When do you want to have it?"
"Let's have it in January because this month is gonna be so busy with your birthday, and New Year's, and Christmas and all," she replied.
"When are we gonna go on the honeymoon?" she asked.
"A day or two after the wedding."
"Where to?" she asked.
"I dunno. Do you want to go to... Australia?" I asked her.
"Okay!" she said. Later on we went over to my house and we called friends and family and told them and the plans, then we went over to my parents house and visited with them. Later on Sam decided she'd spend the night. She was lying down on the couch with her head in my lap, looking at the ring on her finger.
"Tre. It's really pretty. How much was it?"
"A little over $3,000," I lied to her. I had it custom made for her and it actually cost somewhere around $9,000.
"Yeah right. Tell me how much," she said.
"Okay. 9,000 somethin," I told her. Ramona came down the stairs and sat down on Sam's stomach. Through out the months Sam and the kids had started to adapt to eachother Ramona only got to see her mom once a month or one every two months. Lisea recently got herself a boyfriend and was too wrapped up in him to even see her own daughter. She was seeing Mona less and less. It had been two and a half months since she had last seen her and Mona wanted a mother figure. She asked me all the time if she could go hang out with Sam, and if Sam was going to move in, and Sam this and Sam that. She had even spent the night at Sam's a couple times she wanted to hang out with her so much.
"Sam. When are you gonna move in with us?" Ramona asked her.
"Tre. When am I moving in with you?" Samantha asked me.
"I don't know. Start moving in tomorrow," I said.
"Okay. Tomorrow," she told Ramona.
December 5th
Nickey's POV
Tre proposed to Sam and Sam had moved all her shit out and was now living at Tre's. I hung out with Sam earlier on today.
December 9th
Tre's POV
"TRE! WAKE UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!" Sam yelled in my face, pouncing on top of me.
"Okay! Jesus, I'm awake."
"It's your birthday today. Your 34. How does it feel?"
"Don't remind me."
"But you're a sexy 34 year old." I looked at her adoringly.
Later on that day we had a party at Billie's. I dropped the kids off at Claudia's. She baby-sat Mona and I got drunk as fuck. When we went to pick up Ramona I was throwing up out the car window. Luckily I didn't get any on the car. I woke up the next morning with a really bad hangover.
