Till Death Do Us Part, chapter 7
I woke up early the next day and saw Billie sitting on the edge of the bed. Our gazes met each other for a second and we looked the opposite way.
I dont know what am i feeling right now. I feel anger, sad, confused, everything. I've never seen Billie acting like that before. I take out yesterday's leftovers and heated them all. Billie came into the kitchen. "Hey."
I looked at him and smiled a little bit. "Hey." i repeated.
"Look, im sorry." Billie started. "I'm sorry i acted weirdly yesterday." He said. "I was just confused."
I set the foods on the table. "Yeah? about what?"
"I, uh, about...the band and all."
"Do you know how worried i am, yesterday?" I asked him. I was getting out of control. "I was worried sick about you. espescially when you came back home drunk and all."
"I know, I know." He said. He started to raise his voice. "I have to go out and think about something." He said.
"Yeah? About what?" I raised my voice too
"about us, dammit! About our future." He said suddenly yelling at me. "I am worried about where we're heading. It's about the band and us. It's about..." He hesitated. "urgh, dammit." He said kicking the edge of the table.
I was getting scared now that i cried. "Billie, stop." I said.
"No, you stop!" He said. "I know you were worried about me! But i was more worried than you are! I'm worried that we're gonna end here!!" He said now kicking the couch.
I shook my head. "No..no...no..stop!" I said. I cant handle with violence (as in, kicking stiffs and yelling at me and all). "Billie, please, stop!!" I finally shouted. I fell down on my knees.
Billie came rushing to me. "Caitlin? What's wrong?" he asked me.
I hugged Billie. "Please, stop. I'm sorry. I'm just...sorry..."
"It's okay, calm down..." Billie said before he kissed my forehead.
That night we went out for a dinner. We were quiet. Billie didnt say anything. I didnt say anything. After dinner, we both walked together. It was raining outside but Billie kept walking in the rain. "Billie? You'll catch a cold." I called out after him. He ignored it. He looked down and paused.
I ran towards him. "What's wrong?"
"There's something i gotta tell you." He said. "Me and the rest of the band had to move out." He said. His words struck me like a ton of bricks falling down on my body. "Our manager said that most probably we wont come back here again."
"Your...your manager? I thought you were a small band."
"I lied." He said. "I dont want to make you worry about me." Billie said. "I'm sorry...i just.."
"Let's go home." I interrupted him.
The next day, i wanted to see Billie badly and say i'm sorry. Thati should've understand him better. But, when i got up, i saw a note on my hand.
Dearest, Caitlin
Sorry, but i gotta run. Last night would probably be the last time we'd talk to each other. I hated that moment. I just hope you'll know that i love you and i will never ever forget you.
always in your heart,
Billie Joe
p/s: here's a ring. it is the duplicate of what i have. I want you to wear it - as the sign of our love. With you wearing it, you'll always know that i'm here, thinking about you day and night
I cried like i've never cried before. Losing Billie is the hardest thing i've ever face. This is so horrible.
A couple of months later, with me still wearing the ring that Billie gave, i'm having a new life. I'm single though. But i have changed. I am living in Billie's apartment, and Billie constantly calling me. He said that the band were on tour and that he missed me. Deep down, i still want to be with him. I really hoped he would've told me earlier about his band touring.
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I dont know what am i feeling right now. I feel anger, sad, confused, everything. I've never seen Billie acting like that before. I take out yesterday's leftovers and heated them all. Billie came into the kitchen. "Hey."
I looked at him and smiled a little bit. "Hey." i repeated.
"Look, im sorry." Billie started. "I'm sorry i acted weirdly yesterday." He said. "I was just confused."
I set the foods on the table. "Yeah? about what?"
"I, uh, about...the band and all."
"Do you know how worried i am, yesterday?" I asked him. I was getting out of control. "I was worried sick about you. espescially when you came back home drunk and all."
"I know, I know." He said. He started to raise his voice. "I have to go out and think about something." He said.
"Yeah? About what?" I raised my voice too
"about us, dammit! About our future." He said suddenly yelling at me. "I am worried about where we're heading. It's about the band and us. It's about..." He hesitated. "urgh, dammit." He said kicking the edge of the table.
I was getting scared now that i cried. "Billie, stop." I said.
"No, you stop!" He said. "I know you were worried about me! But i was more worried than you are! I'm worried that we're gonna end here!!" He said now kicking the couch.
I shook my head. "No..no...no..stop!" I said. I cant handle with violence (as in, kicking stiffs and yelling at me and all). "Billie, please, stop!!" I finally shouted. I fell down on my knees.
Billie came rushing to me. "Caitlin? What's wrong?" he asked me.
I hugged Billie. "Please, stop. I'm sorry. I'm just...sorry..."
"It's okay, calm down..." Billie said before he kissed my forehead.
That night we went out for a dinner. We were quiet. Billie didnt say anything. I didnt say anything. After dinner, we both walked together. It was raining outside but Billie kept walking in the rain. "Billie? You'll catch a cold." I called out after him. He ignored it. He looked down and paused.
I ran towards him. "What's wrong?"
"There's something i gotta tell you." He said. "Me and the rest of the band had to move out." He said. His words struck me like a ton of bricks falling down on my body. "Our manager said that most probably we wont come back here again."
"Your...your manager? I thought you were a small band."
"I lied." He said. "I dont want to make you worry about me." Billie said. "I'm sorry...i just.."
"Let's go home." I interrupted him.
The next day, i wanted to see Billie badly and say i'm sorry. Thati should've understand him better. But, when i got up, i saw a note on my hand.
Dearest, Caitlin
Sorry, but i gotta run. Last night would probably be the last time we'd talk to each other. I hated that moment. I just hope you'll know that i love you and i will never ever forget you.
always in your heart,
Billie Joe
p/s: here's a ring. it is the duplicate of what i have. I want you to wear it - as the sign of our love. With you wearing it, you'll always know that i'm here, thinking about you day and night
I cried like i've never cried before. Losing Billie is the hardest thing i've ever face. This is so horrible.
A couple of months later, with me still wearing the ring that Billie gave, i'm having a new life. I'm single though. But i have changed. I am living in Billie's apartment, and Billie constantly calling me. He said that the band were on tour and that he missed me. Deep down, i still want to be with him. I really hoped he would've told me earlier about his band touring.
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