I'll Stand By And Watch You Drown, chapter 7
~*~*Tre's POV~*~*
I knew it was my fault. The one thing I didn't know was if Veronica hated me or not. There was a pretty good chance she did, and I had no clue how I was going to be able to patch things up with her. It was true, I liked her. But I was just trying to comfort her at the same time.
Veronica had been asleep for about 2 hours when she finally woke up. It was 1:30 in the morning, and a docter said we could stay the night. He was a pretty nice guy for letting us stay. Lots of the nurses here are total bitches.
I stared silently at Billie Joe's motionless body. How would I ever get over it if he didn't make it? He was one of my best friends. Him and Mike were the two people that made life seem worth living. Veronica, too. But I didn't know if it would stay that way because of the pain I caused her.
~*~*Veronica's POV~*~*
It was all Tre's fault. I didn't hate him. I wanted to hate him with all of the rage I had in my body, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. We had been friends for so long, I don't think I would be the happiest person on Earth if I lost one of my best friends.
It was very early in the morning. 1:33. I looked at Billie Joe and began crying. Tre heard me and stopped looking at Billie Joe and came around the bed torwards me. He pulled up a chair next to mine and put his arm around me. I didn't really want Tre to be doing this, but I'll admit that it was calming me down a bit.
I had stopped crying and looked up into Tre's eyes. He moved some hair out of my face and whispered to me," Don't worry Veronica. He'll be OK. We'll all make it. No matter what happens, remember that I'll be there for you. I love you."
"Which way do you mean?" I asked him. I needed to know this. Did he love me in a 'friend' way, or in a 'girlfriend' way?
"Both," he said, and he pulled me close and closed the small space between our lips.
I felt his tounge enter my mouth, and pulled away. "I'm sorry," I said. "But I just can't bring myself to do this. Not in the same room as Billie, not anywhere. I don't care if he can't see it. In a way, I'm still cheating on him. Even if we're not exactly together.
Tre sighed and pulled his arm back. He looked at the ground and began fiddling with the end of his shirt. I didn't mean to hurt him if I did. He seemed hurt, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. I loved Billie Joe to much to do that to him. I would never try to hurt him, even if Tre was willing to take the risk of him finding out. And Tre wouldn't make me.
~*~*Someone's POV~*~*
Veronica and Tre sat there, staring at Billie Joe's motionless body. Wishing with all their might that he would suddenly wake up.
He didn't. He never did wake up.
The funneral took place on June 20th, a few days after the accident. All of his friends were there. Tre off in the corner, beating himself up about how it was all his fault. Mike was there, talking to Ollie. His brothers and sisters: David, Allen, Marcy, Holly, and Anna (check out greendayauthority.com). And Veronica was in front of the casket, placing down the flowers she had brought him.
Tears were streaming down her face, and she took on last look at him. They closed the casket, and put Billie Joe under the ground. His tombstone read: Billie Joe Armstrong. 1972-1988.
That's what they thought would happen. Luckly, nothing of this sort happened. Billie Joe woke up around 5:00 in the morning. Tre and Veronica asleep, and the sky outside of the room dark. He had no clue where he was, or what was going on. He was scared.
~*~*Veronica's POV~*~*
I thought for sure Billie Joe wasn't going to make it. Then I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw Billie Joe, live as could be. I was so happy that I just jumped right out of my chair and hugged Billie Joe. I hugged him so tight that you would have thought I was a little girl, afraid of someone taking her toy doll.
But Billie Joe wasn't a toy: He was my life.
Billie Joe got to go home the next day. The docters said that he made an amazing recovery, which I was very happy about. Tre moved in with me, Billie Joe, and Ollie due to family problems at home, and he shared a room with Billie Joe.
~*~*Billie Joe's POV~*~*
I couldn't stay mad at him forever. He was my best friend. He was having problems at home, so of course we let him stay. I didn't want him sleeping downstairs since it's so uncomfortable down there, so we shared my room. So of course we had to sleep together, which is never to good with Tre, if you know what I mean.
Mike, Tre, and I were taking Green Day very seriously now, and we were working on an album that we were going to call 1,039 Smoothed out Slappy Hours. 1,039/slappy for short. It was really good, and we had songs on there like At the Library, Why do you Want Him, and The Judge's Daughter. Veronica said that we should go for the big time.
But it was summer, so we decided to enjoy it for a while. All we really did was go skateboarding, have band, and walk around the town. Rodeo wasn't very big, so we knew lots of people and we would hang out with them.
One lazy summer night, I was laying on my back in the backyard, looking up at the sky and watching the stars. Seeing the occasional shooting star. It was beutiful. *Just like Veronica* I thought to myself.
Veronica was beautiful, there was no use trying to hide it. She had wavey shoulder length brown hair and these amazing brown eyes. Her smile was amazing. She had straight A+'s due to her obsession with perfection.
I sighed and began daydreaming, the image of Veroinca in my mind. Then she appered beside me. She layed on her side and faced torwards me, her head resting in her left hand. I did the same in the way so that I could face her.
"Hey," she said, ending the silence.
"Hey," I said back.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Just.... thinking. And looking up at the stars."
"They're beutiful."
"Just like you," I said. I was thankfull it was so dark, or she would have seen my face turn slightly pink.
"Really?" she asked.
"Heh. Yeah," I said, and closed the space between our lips.
~*~*Tre's POV~*~*
I came out the back door without them even noticing. There they were, laying on the grass. Making out. It hurt me to see that the one girl that I had a crush on was takin by my best friend, but I shouldn't have chickened out. I could have asked her out. It was like I had all the time in the world. Then I finally got it out and she didn't feel comfortable. "God, I'm a pussy," I said, looking up at the stars. "Hey, lovebirds!" I called out to Billie Joe and Veronica.
They stopped and looked up at me. Billie Joe flipped me off, but I shrugged it off and walked over to them. I just opened my mouth, when Billie said," Tre. Don't start acting gay again and say I'm cheating on you." Veronica flinched when he said 'cheating on you'. Luckly, Billie Joe didn't notice.
~*~*Veronica's POV~*~*
"I forgot about that!" Tre said while laughing. Billie Joe began laughing, too, and said," I don't know if I'll ever be able to forget that!" I started laughing, too, but Billie Joe and I stopped when we saw the serious look on Tre's face. "What?" Billie Joe asked him. "You fucking asshole," Tre muttered. "Why am I a fucking asshole?!" Billie Joe asked, serious now. "Don't act like you don't know! I saw the whole thing! This is the 3rd time you've cheated on me!"
"SHUT UP!" Billie Joe yelled, while laughing. He tackled Tre to the ground and Tre ended up on top. Tre leaned closer to Billie Joe, and kissed him passionatly. I began laughing hystericly and pulled Tre off Billie Joe. "THANK YOU!" Billie Joe yelled and began hugging me. "C'mon, Billie Joe," I said. "You know you liked it."
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," he said slyly.
"You did," I said, laughing.
Me, Billie Joe, and Tre spent the rest of the night outside. Talking and laughing.
I knew it was my fault. The one thing I didn't know was if Veronica hated me or not. There was a pretty good chance she did, and I had no clue how I was going to be able to patch things up with her. It was true, I liked her. But I was just trying to comfort her at the same time.
Veronica had been asleep for about 2 hours when she finally woke up. It was 1:30 in the morning, and a docter said we could stay the night. He was a pretty nice guy for letting us stay. Lots of the nurses here are total bitches.
I stared silently at Billie Joe's motionless body. How would I ever get over it if he didn't make it? He was one of my best friends. Him and Mike were the two people that made life seem worth living. Veronica, too. But I didn't know if it would stay that way because of the pain I caused her.
~*~*Veronica's POV~*~*
It was all Tre's fault. I didn't hate him. I wanted to hate him with all of the rage I had in my body, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. We had been friends for so long, I don't think I would be the happiest person on Earth if I lost one of my best friends.
It was very early in the morning. 1:33. I looked at Billie Joe and began crying. Tre heard me and stopped looking at Billie Joe and came around the bed torwards me. He pulled up a chair next to mine and put his arm around me. I didn't really want Tre to be doing this, but I'll admit that it was calming me down a bit.
I had stopped crying and looked up into Tre's eyes. He moved some hair out of my face and whispered to me," Don't worry Veronica. He'll be OK. We'll all make it. No matter what happens, remember that I'll be there for you. I love you."
"Which way do you mean?" I asked him. I needed to know this. Did he love me in a 'friend' way, or in a 'girlfriend' way?
"Both," he said, and he pulled me close and closed the small space between our lips.
I felt his tounge enter my mouth, and pulled away. "I'm sorry," I said. "But I just can't bring myself to do this. Not in the same room as Billie, not anywhere. I don't care if he can't see it. In a way, I'm still cheating on him. Even if we're not exactly together.
Tre sighed and pulled his arm back. He looked at the ground and began fiddling with the end of his shirt. I didn't mean to hurt him if I did. He seemed hurt, but I couldn't bring myself to do that. I loved Billie Joe to much to do that to him. I would never try to hurt him, even if Tre was willing to take the risk of him finding out. And Tre wouldn't make me.
~*~*Someone's POV~*~*
Veronica and Tre sat there, staring at Billie Joe's motionless body. Wishing with all their might that he would suddenly wake up.
He didn't. He never did wake up.
The funneral took place on June 20th, a few days after the accident. All of his friends were there. Tre off in the corner, beating himself up about how it was all his fault. Mike was there, talking to Ollie. His brothers and sisters: David, Allen, Marcy, Holly, and Anna (check out greendayauthority.com). And Veronica was in front of the casket, placing down the flowers she had brought him.
Tears were streaming down her face, and she took on last look at him. They closed the casket, and put Billie Joe under the ground. His tombstone read: Billie Joe Armstrong. 1972-1988.
That's what they thought would happen. Luckly, nothing of this sort happened. Billie Joe woke up around 5:00 in the morning. Tre and Veronica asleep, and the sky outside of the room dark. He had no clue where he was, or what was going on. He was scared.
~*~*Veronica's POV~*~*
I thought for sure Billie Joe wasn't going to make it. Then I felt someone's hand on my shoulder. I opened my eyes and saw Billie Joe, live as could be. I was so happy that I just jumped right out of my chair and hugged Billie Joe. I hugged him so tight that you would have thought I was a little girl, afraid of someone taking her toy doll.
But Billie Joe wasn't a toy: He was my life.
Billie Joe got to go home the next day. The docters said that he made an amazing recovery, which I was very happy about. Tre moved in with me, Billie Joe, and Ollie due to family problems at home, and he shared a room with Billie Joe.
~*~*Billie Joe's POV~*~*
I couldn't stay mad at him forever. He was my best friend. He was having problems at home, so of course we let him stay. I didn't want him sleeping downstairs since it's so uncomfortable down there, so we shared my room. So of course we had to sleep together, which is never to good with Tre, if you know what I mean.
Mike, Tre, and I were taking Green Day very seriously now, and we were working on an album that we were going to call 1,039 Smoothed out Slappy Hours. 1,039/slappy for short. It was really good, and we had songs on there like At the Library, Why do you Want Him, and The Judge's Daughter. Veronica said that we should go for the big time.
But it was summer, so we decided to enjoy it for a while. All we really did was go skateboarding, have band, and walk around the town. Rodeo wasn't very big, so we knew lots of people and we would hang out with them.
One lazy summer night, I was laying on my back in the backyard, looking up at the sky and watching the stars. Seeing the occasional shooting star. It was beutiful. *Just like Veronica* I thought to myself.
Veronica was beautiful, there was no use trying to hide it. She had wavey shoulder length brown hair and these amazing brown eyes. Her smile was amazing. She had straight A+'s due to her obsession with perfection.
I sighed and began daydreaming, the image of Veroinca in my mind. Then she appered beside me. She layed on her side and faced torwards me, her head resting in her left hand. I did the same in the way so that I could face her.
"Hey," she said, ending the silence.
"Hey," I said back.
"What are you doing out here?"
"Just.... thinking. And looking up at the stars."
"They're beutiful."
"Just like you," I said. I was thankfull it was so dark, or she would have seen my face turn slightly pink.
"Really?" she asked.
"Heh. Yeah," I said, and closed the space between our lips.
~*~*Tre's POV~*~*
I came out the back door without them even noticing. There they were, laying on the grass. Making out. It hurt me to see that the one girl that I had a crush on was takin by my best friend, but I shouldn't have chickened out. I could have asked her out. It was like I had all the time in the world. Then I finally got it out and she didn't feel comfortable. "God, I'm a pussy," I said, looking up at the stars. "Hey, lovebirds!" I called out to Billie Joe and Veronica.
They stopped and looked up at me. Billie Joe flipped me off, but I shrugged it off and walked over to them. I just opened my mouth, when Billie said," Tre. Don't start acting gay again and say I'm cheating on you." Veronica flinched when he said 'cheating on you'. Luckly, Billie Joe didn't notice.
~*~*Veronica's POV~*~*
"I forgot about that!" Tre said while laughing. Billie Joe began laughing, too, and said," I don't know if I'll ever be able to forget that!" I started laughing, too, but Billie Joe and I stopped when we saw the serious look on Tre's face. "What?" Billie Joe asked him. "You fucking asshole," Tre muttered. "Why am I a fucking asshole?!" Billie Joe asked, serious now. "Don't act like you don't know! I saw the whole thing! This is the 3rd time you've cheated on me!"
"SHUT UP!" Billie Joe yelled, while laughing. He tackled Tre to the ground and Tre ended up on top. Tre leaned closer to Billie Joe, and kissed him passionatly. I began laughing hystericly and pulled Tre off Billie Joe. "THANK YOU!" Billie Joe yelled and began hugging me. "C'mon, Billie Joe," I said. "You know you liked it."
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," he said slyly.
"You did," I said, laughing.
Me, Billie Joe, and Tre spent the rest of the night outside. Talking and laughing.
