A Billie Joe Armstrong Love Story *Editing*

Hold On

Hello! Hope you enjoy this chapter! By the way if you haven't noticed all my chapter titles are Green Day songs that are kinda related to the chapter! Just wanted to put that out there! :) k enjoy and tell me what you think when your done reading please!

~Melissa :D~

Chapter 8

Hold On

Billie entered the room and gave me alittle smile. I just stared confused at him. He pulled a chair next to my bed and sat down. "W-what are you doing here?" I stuttered, he sighed and ran a hand through his hair. He looked very tired and exhausted. "Well you got hit by our bus and I was worried about you." he said "How long was I out?" I asked "3 days." he says, there's an awkward silence for a couple of minutes but then Billie breaks it "Why?" he asks, I stare at him confused "What?" I ask "Why did you do it?" I knew what he was refering to so I didn't have to ask.I looked down at my sweaty hands that were still shaking. "I don't know." I lied, he leaned closer to me "Angie I know your lying everyone does it for a reason." Billie said, I sighed and looked up at him. Silent tears start to roll down my cheeks. Billie wiped them away with his thumb "No, no don't cry." he said, I sniffed "I did it because I hate my life. Nothing good ever happens to me, and I hate myself." I said, Billie frownded "You shouldn't hate yourself, no one should...." There was an awkward silence. I was about to open my mouth to say something but Billie beat me to it and I wish he hadn't, "Who else hurts you?" he asked, "What?" I asked confused, I looked calm on the outside but I was really panicing on the inside. Does he know? Oh my God I hope he doesn't! If he does my parents are going to kill me! "Who else hurts you?" he asked again in a calm voice. "N-no one." I stuttered, he frownded at me "Angie come on I know your lying. There's a lot of bruises and cuts on your back and I don't think you can do that." he said as if it were obvious. The room became silent and all you could hear was my heavy breathing and me scratching my arms. This was something I usually did when I got nervous, scared, or angry and to calm myself down. "Angie stop doing that your hurting yourself." he said flinching at my bloody arms. Everytime I scratched my arms they would bleed but I couldn't feel it. "Don't tell me what to do." I said calmly still scratching my arms. "Angie come on stop your bleeding!" he raised his voice, I didn't say anything and continued to scratch. My breathing became heavier and my nails digged in deeper into my skin. "Angilina! I'm serious! STOP!" Billie yelled at me, he grabbed my hands and tried to stop me but I pushed him away. "YOU STOP! Its my body and I can do whatever I want with it!" I yelled at him, I bought my knees up to my chest and pulled at my hair in frustration. I started to sob uncontrolably into my knees. Why couldn't everyone just leave me alone!? Why couldn't they just let me be and except me for who I am!? I felt someones hand touch my back gently. I was asuming it was Billie since he was the only one in the room. I looked up at him "Angilina please let me help you." he said his voice breaking. I shook my head "I don't need help." I whispered and looked down at my feet. "Please Angie." he begged, I looked at him, his eyes were watery. Was he about to cry? But why? He barely even knew me!? Why did he want to help me so bad? I sighed and wiped away my tears, "Your not going to let this go, are you?" I asked knowing already what the anwser would be. He shook his head no. I sighed again "My parents abuse me." I whispered, his eyes widened, "But please you have to promise to not tell anyone! Please if you do they'll kill me!" I said, he sighed and scratched the back of his head "But if I don't they're just going to keep hurting you." He said, I looked down at my bloody arms "I know." I muttered "But its better that way." I said, "No its not!" Billie raised his voice, he got up from his chair and got some napkins "Gimme your arm." He said, I shook my head afraid of what he was going to do. He sighed and took my arm from my hand and started to wipe away the blood. "If your not going to let me tell anyone then you might as well run away with me." He said, "Wait what?" I asked confused "Your running away with me." He said starting to clean my other bloody arm. "No I'm not." I stated, "Fine if your not running away with me then I have to tell someone so we can stop your parents from hurting you." He said, "NO!" I yelled at him, he finished cleaning my arms and went to throw away the bloody napkins. "Look I'll give you one day to think about it. I'll come back in the night to see what you think, okay?" He asked, I glared at him "I'll take that as a yes." He said as he scurried out of the room. I sighed and ran my shakey hand through my hair. I was happy to see Billie again but also wish he wasn't here. He was going to get me into BIG trouble. I know he's just trying to help but I don't want anyone to help me. What should I do!? If I stay and Billie tells someone what my parents are doing to me my parents will kill me! But of I go and runaway with Billie they won't be able to hurt me anymore! But what if they find me!? Oh my God this is all too much to take in! "Hello!" I heard someone yell on the other side of the door, "Come in!" I yelled, they opened the for and came in "Hello, Angalina how are you feeling?" The doctor asked "Oh uh I'm fine." I smiled a fake smile. He smiled back, he held a clip board in his hands and looked at it. "Hmm, let's see.... You have a broken wrist, five stitches on your leg, a sprained ankle, and three stitches on the side of your head." He said looking at the clipboard "Wow that must of been some accident." he said looking at me. "Um yeah.... it was." I said and gave him another fake smile. "Well you should be out of here in three days and for now you have to drink this medicine...." He said handing me a bottle of pills "Just drink them when ever you feel sick or if you feel like your in pain other than that you should be fine." He said and smiled at me. "Thank you." I said, "No problem." He said and left. I sighed and layed back down. Only three more days and I have to go back to that hell that I call home. Unless I runaway with Billie. What am I going to do?

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