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

Chapter 39: Taking it Too Far

It was the night before the funeral. Me and Mike and Tre were all sitting in the backyard, drinking beer.

"Tomorrow is going to be a tough day." I said.

"I know." Tre sighed. He took a sip of his beer. I looked at him, thinking about how he still didn't know about me and Mike sleeping together. "Want me to come by and pick you up tomorrow?".

"Um, no, Mike will." I said, maybe a bit too fast.

"Okay." Tre said, looking from me to Mike.

I took a sip of my beer. "So stressed for tomorrow." I said.

"I know. I understand. But I know that you can get through the day, Lizzy. You're strong.".

I looked to Tre. "Thanks.".

"And if you cry, don't feel bad." Mike told me. "I think that all of us will cry.".

I nodded.

Tre's eyes were shiny in the mid- evening light. He was probably thinking about tomorrow, too.

I finished off my beer. "Anyone else want another drink?" I offered.

"Yeah, sure." Tre said.

"Alright." Mike said.

I took their empty bottles into the house and took three more out of the fridge. I opened them and took them out to Mike and Tre.

"Thanks." Tre said.

"You're welcome." I replied. It took a sip of my beer.

Two beers later, I was drunk. It was dark now, and I was pretty relaxed.

"So, uh, what'd you guys think of the beer?" I slurred.

"Pretty good." Mike replied. "Thanks for getting it.".

"Mhm, no problem." I said, winking at him and playing with my hair.

"I'm glad that there aren't many mosquitos out tonight." Tre remarked.

"Yeah. They'll probably get bad in the summertime." Mike said.

"Yeah." Tre replied. "They seem to like me quite a bit.".

"'Cause you're german." I told him.

"I don't think that's got anything to do with it.".

"I dunno. Maybe not.".

"I'll be back, I've got to use the bathroom.". Tre stood up and went into the house.

I moved my chair closer to Mike.

"Hey." I said seductively.

"Hey." he said.

I grabbed his hand. "Since you're staying the night, like you always do, maybe tonight could be... really fun.".

"How so?".

I bit my bottom lip. "You take the lead.".

"No, Liz, I... I can't.".

"Oh, come on.". I leaned in closer. "You want to. I know it.".

"How do you know?".

"Because, Mike. I just know. Why else would you be sleeping here every single night!? ".

"Shhh. To make you feel better! You know that!".

"That's what you say, but I know that the reality is that you're just trying to gain my trust and then fuck me!".

Mike sighed. "Liz, I-".

"Come on!" I cried. I looked down, then back up at him, and he sighed. "Mike?".