{Billie Joe Armstrong} - Sex And Drugs And Rock'n'Roll

Chapter 24: Wake Me Up...

A/N: *Smut Warning*

September finally rolled around. It began on a cloudy Sunday when we were in Glasgow.

"It's September." was the first thing I said to Billie when he woke up.

"Time just flies, doesn't it?" he asked. He stretched and then sat up. "Shower?".

"Alright." I sighed. I followed him to the bathroom and he started the shower.

I took off my nightgown and he took off his boxers, and we got in together.

"How are you feeling?" I asked. "And I mean mentally?".

"I'm feeling decent.".

"Well, that's good, I guess.".

"What about you?" Billie asked, his hand on my shoulder. I bit my bottom lip.

"I'm okay. Although, I'm really worried about you." I replied. "I know that you're not okay.".

"Aww, babe. I'm fine.".

"Billie, you do know that you can be completely honest with me, don't you?".

I stared into his green eyes as the water fell behind him. His hair was wet and fell over his forehead.

"Billie?" I asked.

"Yeah?".

"Tell me how you really feel.".

"Kind of sad.".

"I knew it. I can tell because we don't roll around in bed the way that we used to. And you seem really sad sometimes.". I looked down and sighed. "It hurts my heart to see you like that." I said.

I looked back up at Billie.

"I'm sorry, babe. I'm sorry if I've been depressing to be around.".

"No, it's alright. I understand." I sighed, not making eye contact with him. "I still love you, and I'll never stop loving you.".

"I love you, too.".

Billie squirted shampoo onto his hand and lathered his hair. He tipped his head back and let the water hit it. He looked like a god.

"I wish you were still happy." I said.

"Me too." Billie sighed, looking at my body. "Being on stage still makes me happy. You make me happy, so do Mike and Tre, and Joey and Jakob. But life has become kind of depressing. I mean, we lost Joanna at the beginning of the year, and now I have cancer.".

"Yeah.".

Billie put his arms around my waist and kissed me.

"No, come back." I said when he started to separate. He smashed his lips back into mine.

"Do you want me to leave now, babe?" Billie asked softly when we separated.

"No, stay." I replied. I grabbed his hands and just stared into his eyes for a moment, getting lost in them. "Remember our wedding day?".

"Yeah.".

"I'll never forget it. Marrying the love of my life. That was one of the best days I've ever lived.".

"It was a good day. The party was pretty fun.".

"Yeah. And remember when we went out to the desert that night?".

"Yeah.".

"That was great." I said, remininscing about that day. "And now here we are, in a shower in a hotel together. But you know what? There's no place I'd rather be. I just... wish things were differnt.".

"Me too.".

"I love you, Billie.".

"I love you, too.".

I leaned in to kiss him again. It was a light kiss, not like the last one.

"My Billie." I said, burying my face into the crook of his shoulder. I sighed. "Y'know, sometimes comfort isn't a thing. Sometimes it's a person. You're my comfort.".

"Oh, babe." Billie replied. "Y'know, I'm so glad I've got you.".

I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of being skin to skin with him. I knew that there might come a day, sooner than I ever thought, where I wouldn't be able to feel that feeling anymore.

***

"Thank you, Mike." I said as he poured white wine into a glass.

"Yep, no problem." Mike replied. We were all sitting at a table backstage.

"You guys want to play cards?" Tre asked.

"Sure." Billie replied.

"Alright." I said.

"We could play crazy eights!" Tre said excitedly.

"Oh fuck, not crazy eights." Billie mumbled.

"What's wrong with that?" I asked.

Billie looked at Mike, and they both smiled.

"Tre makes crazy eights really crazy." Billie told me. "I think that maybe we should just stick to the normal version.".

"No, that's boring!" I said.

"Yeah, BJ." Tre said, smirking.

"Fine." Billie sighed. Tre gave us our cards.

"Alright," he said. "Whoever loses has to show the rest of us the most embarrassing picture on their phone.".

"What!?" I asked.

"Yeah.".

"Liz, Tre takes, well, a lot of stuff to the next level." Mike told me. "We've been playing really crazy crazy eights since '91.".

"There was this one time-" Tre started, but he began laughing. "There was this one time when Billie lost-". He started laughing again and dropped the deck of cards all over the floor. "Fuck!" he laughed, and the rest of us laughed, too.

"Oh my god, Tre." Billie laughed.

This is why we love Tre. I thought.

Billie helped him clean the cards up off of the floor.

"Alright, let's start." Tre said. He laid down a two of spades, then Billie laid down a two of clubs, then I laid down a seven of clubs, and Mike laid down a three of clubs.

"Remember how you were going to tell me about the one time when Billie lost really crazy crazy eights?" I asked Tre.

"Yeah?" he replied, laying down a three of hearts.

"Can you tell me? You dropped your cards and never told me the whole thing.".

"Well, I think it was around '95 or so. We were playing really crazy crazy eights and we were at my house. Billie lost, of course, he lost at crazy eights a lot-.".

"No I didn't!" Billie playfully interjected.

"Yes, you did! Now, this one time, he lost, and I dared him to shove as many grapes into his mouth as possible. You'd never believe what happened.".

"What happened?" I asked.

"He choked, and I had to save him.".

"Oh, fuck, I remember that!" Mike laughed.

"I could've died!" Billie said.

"But I saved you, didn't I?" Tre asked.

"You did.".

"Exactly.".

"I'm glad you saved him." I said, looking at Billie. He looked at me, too, and we smiled at each other.

"Me too. But, you know, in hindsight, it was pretty hilarious!" Tre laughed.

"It was." Agreed Mike. I took another sip of my wine. It felt good to laugh with all of them despite being under a large amount of stress.