One fine day at Billie Joe's house, chapter 2
"Fuck!" I said, I had been driving for hours and now my car had broken down right by a main road.
"Crash!" a car smashed in front of me and I screamed. Then a huge truck smashed into the back of me. I went flying through the front window of my car and right into the persons I crashed into. I was bleeding everywhere and things around me started to light up. Fire. I sat there screaming in shock and horror as cars pulled by and started yelling at me. I heard a car door slam and a guy about my age tried to put out some of the flames. He grabbed me by my arm and pulled me aside from everything. Then he held me in his arms. He was warm and soft and it felt like everything bad happening had vanished.
"Hey babe, I'm called Billie Joe," he said and I immediately loved him.
"I'm Rose," I said gently and then I blacked out.
I woke up and it was dark. I got out of, what felt like a bed and grabbed what felt like a door handle. I opened the door and walked out into a hallway, went down the stairs and saw the boy sitting in the living room. I froze, not knowing if he had seen me, and not knowing weather to go back upstairs. But he had seen me and he called out my name. I remembered what had happened and started crying, but Billie ran up to me and hugged me, one of those unforgettable, yet forgettable hugs.
"It's ok, babe, do you remember me, Billie Joe?" he said putting a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah of course I do," I said crying some more. "Where am I though?...What am I doing here?" I said completely confused.
"I crashed into your car, felt bad, saved you, hugged you, then took you back here," he explained, "then you know what happened and I came down here for breakfast."
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" I shouted at him.
"Don't you remember?" he said.
"No... did we... uh, you know?"
"What? Share the passionate act of love..." I saw he was sniggering.
"YES! Now what the fuck happened?!" I screamed, then hit him.
"Nothing!" he said laughing, "Ouch! Hard hit... we just talked, but you were delusional so I put you in my bed," he said gently.
"Oh... well, thanks... I guess," I said, felling like an American idiot. I still loved him though.
Billie Joes' P.O.V.
Whoa! She is really pretty, and amazingly strong. I don't think I can help to do anything, but kiss her. All I know is her name, but SHIT! Wow!
She seemed pretty upset when I told her we did it though... maybe she isn't into me.
I went to the kitchen to get some coffee for me and Rose, last night was wild and I needed some coffee. Her name stuck in my head all night as I slept on my sofa all night.
"Here you go," I said handing Rose the coffee.
About an hour went by and we had only just scratched the surface of knowing each other when the doorbell rang. It was Tré.
"Shit!" I said as I answered the door. Tré came in, flouncing around and then sat on Roses' lap. She gasped.
"Hey there pretty lady, what's a girl like you doing in a dump like this?"
"Tré get the fuck off her," I said jealously.
"I... Who are you?" Rose stammered, looking kind of scared.
"Get out Tré," I said then pushed him off her. He ran out of the house looking really stupid and I carried on talking to Rose for another hour or two.
By the time I said I'd buy her some lunch, we had had gotten to know each other really well.
We went out to lunch even though it was about 4:00 PM
When we finished eating I took her out by the hills and we just sat there. looking at her, I realised that I really fucking loved her. She was so beautiful, and kind.
I kissed her lightly on the cheek. She just sat there staring at me for a while. I was worried to shit that I had done the wrong thing.
Roses' P.O.V.
Yes! He finally did it. I've been waiting since yesterday!
"Crash!" a car smashed in front of me and I screamed. Then a huge truck smashed into the back of me. I went flying through the front window of my car and right into the persons I crashed into. I was bleeding everywhere and things around me started to light up. Fire. I sat there screaming in shock and horror as cars pulled by and started yelling at me. I heard a car door slam and a guy about my age tried to put out some of the flames. He grabbed me by my arm and pulled me aside from everything. Then he held me in his arms. He was warm and soft and it felt like everything bad happening had vanished.
"Hey babe, I'm called Billie Joe," he said and I immediately loved him.
"I'm Rose," I said gently and then I blacked out.
I woke up and it was dark. I got out of, what felt like a bed and grabbed what felt like a door handle. I opened the door and walked out into a hallway, went down the stairs and saw the boy sitting in the living room. I froze, not knowing if he had seen me, and not knowing weather to go back upstairs. But he had seen me and he called out my name. I remembered what had happened and started crying, but Billie ran up to me and hugged me, one of those unforgettable, yet forgettable hugs.
"It's ok, babe, do you remember me, Billie Joe?" he said putting a gentle hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah of course I do," I said crying some more. "Where am I though?...What am I doing here?" I said completely confused.
"I crashed into your car, felt bad, saved you, hugged you, then took you back here," he explained, "then you know what happened and I came down here for breakfast."
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" I shouted at him.
"Don't you remember?" he said.
"No... did we... uh, you know?"
"What? Share the passionate act of love..." I saw he was sniggering.
"YES! Now what the fuck happened?!" I screamed, then hit him.
"Nothing!" he said laughing, "Ouch! Hard hit... we just talked, but you were delusional so I put you in my bed," he said gently.
"Oh... well, thanks... I guess," I said, felling like an American idiot. I still loved him though.
Billie Joes' P.O.V.
Whoa! She is really pretty, and amazingly strong. I don't think I can help to do anything, but kiss her. All I know is her name, but SHIT! Wow!
She seemed pretty upset when I told her we did it though... maybe she isn't into me.
I went to the kitchen to get some coffee for me and Rose, last night was wild and I needed some coffee. Her name stuck in my head all night as I slept on my sofa all night.
"Here you go," I said handing Rose the coffee.
About an hour went by and we had only just scratched the surface of knowing each other when the doorbell rang. It was Tré.
"Shit!" I said as I answered the door. Tré came in, flouncing around and then sat on Roses' lap. She gasped.
"Hey there pretty lady, what's a girl like you doing in a dump like this?"
"Tré get the fuck off her," I said jealously.
"I... Who are you?" Rose stammered, looking kind of scared.
"Get out Tré," I said then pushed him off her. He ran out of the house looking really stupid and I carried on talking to Rose for another hour or two.
By the time I said I'd buy her some lunch, we had had gotten to know each other really well.
We went out to lunch even though it was about 4:00 PM
When we finished eating I took her out by the hills and we just sat there. looking at her, I realised that I really fucking loved her. She was so beautiful, and kind.
I kissed her lightly on the cheek. She just sat there staring at me for a while. I was worried to shit that I had done the wrong thing.
Roses' P.O.V.
Yes! He finally did it. I've been waiting since yesterday!
