My only wish was to meet him., chapter 3
"Gig's I'm going out tell mom I have," Jessica called, and then appeared in the doorway of my bedroom. "And I'm taking this," she added, picking up my Warning C.D
"Fuck off Jessica. Go rot in hell," I hissed at her. "Hurt that and I'll kill ya. My fav songs on that."
"Ooooo someone's cranky."
"Oh I wonder why. Now leave bitch or else."
Jessica disappeared and a few minutes later I heard the door shut downstairs. I rolled over onto my side, silent tears rolling down my cheeks.
Jessica's *pov*
Ok I have to admit I felt guilty. But that wasn't anything to do with the fact I'd just killed someone that was due to the fact I'd upset Gigs. Yeh we were completely different doesn't mean I still don't feel guilty. So yeh back to where I was. Well I had decided to go and see my best friend; the taking of the Warning album was for reasons of my own. As I strolled down the street I glanced up as previously I had been watching the floor, I saw two people from behind and one of them looked like my best guy friend Joel. "JOEL." I screamed running up behind him and pouncing on him, like I usually do when I see him, I had my legs round his waist and my arms over his shoulders.
"Erm... Billie who the fuck is this?"
"SHIT," I screamed.
"Well Tre. No fucking clue and she seems not to either."
"Sorry," I blushed. "Thought you were Joel," I mumbled, jumping from his back, darting round them and continuing on my way, I glanced back and realised who it was. Skidding to a halt, I remembered I had the Warning album in my hand. I quickly made my way back. "Yeh I'm still really sorry, but well my twin sister is a really big fan of yours and I wondered if you'd sign this. Ya see she kinda well, well I kina well... Fuck I give up let's just say se lost some people close to her and it was kinda my fault but... Well I just wanna try and make it up to her and stuff... But... "
At that point Billie cut across me. "Okay... Okay we get the point, how about we take that, give you these." At that point he produced two tickets and two backstage passes. "And we see you again at this gig and give her the C.D fully signed?"
"Ok," I shrugged, handing him the C.D as he handed me the backstage passes.
"Oh yeh and next time I suggest you find out who the person is before you leap on them."
"It's his fucking fault shouldn't look so much like Joel," I hissed, glancing at Tre who was running around in circles screaming.
"THEY'VE COME FOR ME."
I quickly thanked him for the tickets and backstage passes and wandered off giggling. "Now that is Joel." I mumbled to myself, seeing him down the road, running at him and leaping on his back. "Thank you," I grinned, kissing him on the top of the head.
"Erm... My pleasure."
Gigs *pov*
'I just want to cry
Like other people cry
For the same reasons as them.
I wanna cry cos I've had an argument with my best friend,
Cos I got badly injured.
But no I have to cry,
Because my sister is a maniac,
Because two people close to me died.
I have to cry cos I'm all alone.' I thought to myself, I was considering turning that into another song, shaping it and adding. But at the moment I had no heart to, I had no heart to do anything. I slid off my bed and walked over to my window, I opened one of them and climbed onto the windowsill, sliding my legs out and clambering onto the little ledge below it, standing on the edge I sighed, looking down. My bedroom was on the third floor was it worth it?
"Fuck off Jessica. Go rot in hell," I hissed at her. "Hurt that and I'll kill ya. My fav songs on that."
"Ooooo someone's cranky."
"Oh I wonder why. Now leave bitch or else."
Jessica disappeared and a few minutes later I heard the door shut downstairs. I rolled over onto my side, silent tears rolling down my cheeks.
Jessica's *pov*
Ok I have to admit I felt guilty. But that wasn't anything to do with the fact I'd just killed someone that was due to the fact I'd upset Gigs. Yeh we were completely different doesn't mean I still don't feel guilty. So yeh back to where I was. Well I had decided to go and see my best friend; the taking of the Warning album was for reasons of my own. As I strolled down the street I glanced up as previously I had been watching the floor, I saw two people from behind and one of them looked like my best guy friend Joel. "JOEL." I screamed running up behind him and pouncing on him, like I usually do when I see him, I had my legs round his waist and my arms over his shoulders.
"Erm... Billie who the fuck is this?"
"SHIT," I screamed.
"Well Tre. No fucking clue and she seems not to either."
"Sorry," I blushed. "Thought you were Joel," I mumbled, jumping from his back, darting round them and continuing on my way, I glanced back and realised who it was. Skidding to a halt, I remembered I had the Warning album in my hand. I quickly made my way back. "Yeh I'm still really sorry, but well my twin sister is a really big fan of yours and I wondered if you'd sign this. Ya see she kinda well, well I kina well... Fuck I give up let's just say se lost some people close to her and it was kinda my fault but... Well I just wanna try and make it up to her and stuff... But... "
At that point Billie cut across me. "Okay... Okay we get the point, how about we take that, give you these." At that point he produced two tickets and two backstage passes. "And we see you again at this gig and give her the C.D fully signed?"
"Ok," I shrugged, handing him the C.D as he handed me the backstage passes.
"Oh yeh and next time I suggest you find out who the person is before you leap on them."
"It's his fucking fault shouldn't look so much like Joel," I hissed, glancing at Tre who was running around in circles screaming.
"THEY'VE COME FOR ME."
I quickly thanked him for the tickets and backstage passes and wandered off giggling. "Now that is Joel." I mumbled to myself, seeing him down the road, running at him and leaping on his back. "Thank you," I grinned, kissing him on the top of the head.
"Erm... My pleasure."
Gigs *pov*
'I just want to cry
Like other people cry
For the same reasons as them.
I wanna cry cos I've had an argument with my best friend,
Cos I got badly injured.
But no I have to cry,
Because my sister is a maniac,
Because two people close to me died.
I have to cry cos I'm all alone.' I thought to myself, I was considering turning that into another song, shaping it and adding. But at the moment I had no heart to, I had no heart to do anything. I slid off my bed and walked over to my window, I opened one of them and climbed onto the windowsill, sliding my legs out and clambering onto the little ledge below it, standing on the edge I sighed, looking down. My bedroom was on the third floor was it worth it?
