"Something Unpredictable?", chapter 1

Billie Joe was walking along the street just minding his own business when he suddenly fell though a hole and started falling, suddenly he hit... Well nothing and found himself in a white room, like the ones that don't look like they have walls and stuff.
"Welcome," a small voice, like a little girls voice came from nowhere.
"Woah, if you're gunna talk to me, I at least want to see you," Billie Joe stammered, trying to find where the voice came from. He turned around and a small girl was looking up at him, she had green eyes much like his own and looked a lot like him, same nose and facial structure but her hair was long and black, she was dressed in a white robe.
"What are you, some kind of angel? Is it finally time for me to be punished for being obnoxious all my life?" Billie Joe scoffed.
"No I'm not an angel, but you will know soon enough what I represent, I'm here to tell you something," she said, she had a misty sort of voice and spoke as if she was 50 or something, her vocabulary was good anyway.
"Well, spit it out then."
"Help her," she said simply.
"Help who? Adie? Hell no, she cheated on me and for that I won't ever forgive her," Billie Joe said, he had recently divorced Adie after he came home to find her screwing another guy.
"No not Adrienne, you will see, but be careful, push her too far and she might break."
Billie Joe had no idea what this little girl was on, but he certainly wouldn't be getting stoned again in a hurry.
"What? Ok this is weird now, I want out," he said and started to run and hit a wall.
"You cannot just leave, you must promise you will help her," the girl said.
"Ohh fine then, I'll help her, I promise," Billie Joe groaned from the floor.
The little girl smiled and leant down and crossed his heart, a glowing red cross floated over it for a moment then faded into his shirt.
"What did you just do?"
"If you don't help her, we will know."
"What? Are you insane? I want to get out NOW," he said, the girl smiled again and his world faded into black again.

"Holy shit," Billie Joe sighed and sat up in bed, he was drenched in a cold sweat so he turned on the shower. That had been such a weird dream. Then he remembered the cross she had put on him and frantically searched his body for it, thank god it wasn't there. He ran his hand over the tattoo of his wife's name and made a mental note to have it covered tomorrow. Then he went back to bed and sunk into a restless sleep.


"Hey B man, whats up in the hood yo?" Tre said when the three of them all caught up at the local coffee shop in the morning.
"Mph," Billie Joe mumbled and ordered a coffee.
"Whats eating you?" Mike asked.
Billie Joe told them about his weird dream, Tre laughed as expected but Mike looked concerned.
"Well have you thought about what she might represent?"
"No, why would I?"
"I dunno, you said she looked a little like you, she might be your future daughter or something and if you don't help whoever she wants you to then she might not happen," Mike shrugged.
"God Billie Joe, dreaming about little girls now eh? Where will you stop?" Tre giggled.
"Har, har, hey I think I need some time by myself, I'll catch up later," he said and walked out, leaving his coffee behind.
"Jeeze, now you've done it," Mike sighed and whacked Tre round the head with his newspaper.