But...that's not possible...he can't be my ...DAD!, chapter 2
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So, it's really nice to know how much my mom cares about me. I feel so wanted now that she threw me out of my own fucking house. I couldn't wait until my dad got there to get me, he should have been there soon. He said noon. It was fucking cold last night, and all I had was my personal belongings. Like my car, my mom took it and sold it a month ago because we were running low on money, so all I really had was my CD collection my clothes, and like my guitar. My mom made me leave everything else so she could give it all to Heather because Heather doesn't have anything. So I was sitting there with my stuff, when finally the black BMW pulled into the driveway. The driver side door opened, and my dad stepped out of the car.
"Hey, uh, Dessy right? Wow, you look like ... " he started when he approached me. I looked into those green eyes, and I finally felt loved. I guess he never forgot about me, even if he never saw me.
"I know I look like you. According to my friend Kristen, I am the female version of you," I said a little shyly. I mean I know he was my father, but like, it was weird, I mean come on, he's Billie Joe fucking Armstrong! How often can you say that your dad is Billie Joe Armstrong, and not end up a total liar? Never! Except right now!
"That's funny, well, we have a long drive back. It's like 8 or 9hours to get back to Oakland from here," he said putting my stuff into the trunk. I live in San Diego California, so it is going to be a long journey back to Oakland, but I'll be glad!
"8 or 9 hours? But why? That's too long," I whined.
"Because that's how long it takes. I've been down here for a few days, that's why I wanted to see you. But then Helen wouldn't let me, but I talked to you, and we are like ready to go! So buckle up for a nice long road trip with me. The hottest dad in the world!"
"Oh yeah, you are really hot! It's too bad you had to be my blood relative."
"It's really to bad for you now if you think I'm hot, 'cause Adie left me a while back."
"What!? No! For real? That like totally sucks."
"Yeah, she like totally left me for some like guy she met while I was on tour. She's happy, and I'm looking for a girlfriend, and your little brothers live with her, but they visit every other weekend."
"Really, well, I could probably find you a girl friend dad," I said. He seemed to like that I called him dad so quickly. He shook his head at me. "What?" I asked with concern.
"I don't want to like go to jail for going out with one of your little sixteen year old friends."
"Dad! I meant me friend Lin. She's 19, and she's really hot. She lives in Oakland now, but she used to live in San Diego. So it will be good to see her. I talk to her like every day, so she knows I'm coming, but she didn't believe that I was coming with you and that you were my dad."
"Well, it's kind of unbelievable. I mean you know it is. But, whatever, Lin? Is that short for something?"
"Yeah, it's short for Linritas. She's like Hispanic, well, like one-eighth Puerto Rican or some thing, so uh yeah, her mom is like that, so we called her Lin. Some of us called her Rita, well, every one but me. Lin was like my best friend, and she's older than me. But, she thinks you are really really hot!"
"That's nice, are you hungry. I'm starving, lets get some food," My dad said, and pulled into a diners parking lot. I was starving, 'cause I hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before. We sat at a booth and ordered our lunch. My dad ordered a salad and a coke, and I ordered a chicken sandwich.
"This is so good!" I said, biting into my sandwich.
"I'm happy you like it. To me, it looks all... greasy and meaty," Dad said, with a disgusted look on his face. I had forgotten that he was a vegetarian.
"I know Mr. Veggie man!" I said in a childish voice. He stuck his tongue out at me and then went back to eating his salad. He looked at me like I was crazy for a moment and stopped eating.
"Des, are you okay?" He asked with his mouth full.
"Hmmmm? Yeah, great, I'm just letting this sink in, ya know?"
"Oh, okay then, eat! God, freaking teenagers," he laughed.
We finished eating, and then got back into the car and started on our way to Oakland, to start my new life, as Billie Joe's daughter.
"Hey, uh, Dessy right? Wow, you look like ... " he started when he approached me. I looked into those green eyes, and I finally felt loved. I guess he never forgot about me, even if he never saw me.
"I know I look like you. According to my friend Kristen, I am the female version of you," I said a little shyly. I mean I know he was my father, but like, it was weird, I mean come on, he's Billie Joe fucking Armstrong! How often can you say that your dad is Billie Joe Armstrong, and not end up a total liar? Never! Except right now!
"That's funny, well, we have a long drive back. It's like 8 or 9hours to get back to Oakland from here," he said putting my stuff into the trunk. I live in San Diego California, so it is going to be a long journey back to Oakland, but I'll be glad!
"8 or 9 hours? But why? That's too long," I whined.
"Because that's how long it takes. I've been down here for a few days, that's why I wanted to see you. But then Helen wouldn't let me, but I talked to you, and we are like ready to go! So buckle up for a nice long road trip with me. The hottest dad in the world!"
"Oh yeah, you are really hot! It's too bad you had to be my blood relative."
"It's really to bad for you now if you think I'm hot, 'cause Adie left me a while back."
"What!? No! For real? That like totally sucks."
"Yeah, she like totally left me for some like guy she met while I was on tour. She's happy, and I'm looking for a girlfriend, and your little brothers live with her, but they visit every other weekend."
"Really, well, I could probably find you a girl friend dad," I said. He seemed to like that I called him dad so quickly. He shook his head at me. "What?" I asked with concern.
"I don't want to like go to jail for going out with one of your little sixteen year old friends."
"Dad! I meant me friend Lin. She's 19, and she's really hot. She lives in Oakland now, but she used to live in San Diego. So it will be good to see her. I talk to her like every day, so she knows I'm coming, but she didn't believe that I was coming with you and that you were my dad."
"Well, it's kind of unbelievable. I mean you know it is. But, whatever, Lin? Is that short for something?"
"Yeah, it's short for Linritas. She's like Hispanic, well, like one-eighth Puerto Rican or some thing, so uh yeah, her mom is like that, so we called her Lin. Some of us called her Rita, well, every one but me. Lin was like my best friend, and she's older than me. But, she thinks you are really really hot!"
"That's nice, are you hungry. I'm starving, lets get some food," My dad said, and pulled into a diners parking lot. I was starving, 'cause I hadn't eaten since breakfast the day before. We sat at a booth and ordered our lunch. My dad ordered a salad and a coke, and I ordered a chicken sandwich.
"This is so good!" I said, biting into my sandwich.
"I'm happy you like it. To me, it looks all... greasy and meaty," Dad said, with a disgusted look on his face. I had forgotten that he was a vegetarian.
"I know Mr. Veggie man!" I said in a childish voice. He stuck his tongue out at me and then went back to eating his salad. He looked at me like I was crazy for a moment and stopped eating.
"Des, are you okay?" He asked with his mouth full.
"Hmmmm? Yeah, great, I'm just letting this sink in, ya know?"
"Oh, okay then, eat! God, freaking teenagers," he laughed.
We finished eating, and then got back into the car and started on our way to Oakland, to start my new life, as Billie Joe's daughter.
