It'll Work Out- (A Green Day Fanfiction)

Chapter 6

Billie's POV:

"Did you have a good birthday?" I asked Jane, after Alice and Tré left. "Well the grocery store sucked." She said and I smiled at the situation, but frowned at the possibility of her not having a good birthday. "Besides that, I had a lovely birthday." She said, and I grinned. "Good." We looked at each other for a moment, I studied her big brown eyes and long lashes. I noticed the barely visible freckles on her nose, and her nose ring. I only broke eye contact once to look down just a little to see her barely buttoned shirt expose a bit of her bra and a whole lot of cleavage. When I looked back up she was leaning in, I started to panic. What if I didn't kiss her good enough? I'd been with a lot of girls, but Janie's probably an amazing kisser, so what if I'm just not good enough. So many other thoughts were going through my brain, but I ignored them and shut my eyes. She brushed her soft lips against mine, I breathed in, and I was finally ready to kiss her. Then she pulled away. I immediately opened my eyes, trying not to show how hurt I was. All of a sudden she crushed her lips against mine. I reacted quickly, and she climbed on my lap. I found myself fiddling with the ends of her hair, and the waistband of her pants. She wasn't just the best kisser ever, she was the best girl to ever kiss me. She was the best girl I've ever met, and if you were to ask me in that moment if I loved her, I probably would have said yes. We were running out of air and Janie pulled away. We were both panting, and she leaned her head on my shoulder. Her nose brushed against my cheek, then her lips. She started to give me sweet little kisses on my jaw. "My house?" I asked, barely able to control myself. "Your house." She whispered seductively. I quickly grabbed my keys, and dragged Janie out to my car. The car ride was agonizing, though my house was just around the corner. I kept glancing at her and it made it worse. When we got to my house we both opened our car doors and stood up, but she wasn't going fast enough. I ran over to her, picked her up, and brought her inside. I carried her up the stairs, and into my room. I put her on my bed, and started to kiss her. It didn't take long for things to progress, soon Janie was fast asleep in my arms, quietly breathing. I rubbed the soft skin on her arms, and stomach. Soon I was asleep too, but when I woke up, she was gone.

Alice's POV:

I woke up to the door being slammed shut downstairs. I wanted to get up but Tré's arms where wrapped tightly around me. "Tré let go of me I need to see what's going on." I said shaking him awake. "Ok but be back soon." He said rolling over. I threw on pair of shorts and a sweatshirt and headed downstairs. I then started thinking. Is it Jane? Did Billie do something to her? But my thoughts stopped when I saw Jane sitting on the couch and she seemed to be crying. As I walked closer her hair was messier then before I went to bed and her clothes were a little ruffled. "Jane are you alright?" I asked. "Not really." She answered sobbing. I walked over to her giving her a hug. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" I asked. "I guess." She answered back still crying. I've only seen her cry twice and that was when things got really bad so whoever did this to her I would kill later. "Was it Billie?" I asked knowing deep down it was probably him. "Yes." She said. He seriously fucked up again, whatever he did now was probably way worse than what he did before. I hugged her tighter before I asked her to explain the whole story.

Jane's POV:

I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine. The room was dark, and I couldn't see. It was a bit chilly, so I pulled the comforter closer to my bare body. I noticed then, the body breathing next to me. I rolled over to see Billie asleep next to me. I remembered what had happened earlier that night. He tried to be gentle, while I was anything but. He was so kind, he was such a great person, he deserved someone who was great person too. Lying there next to him, I realized I wasn't that person. I was just a whore. I was a stupid girl with too many problems, and I was only going to bring him down. I couldn't lie there with him, I didn't deserve him. I had to get out before he became too attached to me, I had to leave now. I got out of bed as quickly and quietly as possible. I threw my clothes on and left the room. I walked out the door, and began to walk home. When I got inside, I broke down. I slammed the door, forgetting poor Alice and Tré. I sat down on the couch and began to cry, I couldn't hold it in anymore. Soon enough Alice came walking down the stairs. "Jane are you alright?" She asked. I sniffled. "Not really." She hugged me tightly. "Do you want to tell me what happened?" I looked up at her. "I guess." I whispered. "Was it Billie?" She asked. "Yes." I said "...well no." I looked down and twiddled my thumbs. Alice looked confused. "We had sex." We made eye contact, she looked half surprised and half like she knew I was going to say that. I proceeded to tell her how I left him, and cried some more.

Billie's POV:

I can't believe she was gone. I thought she liked me... I thought she loved me. Was I just another guy to her? Did I mean anything to her? I checked under the covers, I checked the nightstand for any sign of her. There was nothing, she was gone. For a while I just laid in my bed thinking about the situation and how I should react to it. Should I call her? Should I call Alice? Should I just sit in bed and wallow away in my own sorrow? I couldn't call Jane, she hurt me, I just couldn't do that. She probably didn't want to talk to me either. I guess I could call Alice, but what would I say? "Oh I fucked your best friend and she left, any suggestions?" Ya that wasn't going to work. I found myself sitting up with the phone in my hands, it was ten, I could call her. I dialed Alice's number, and hoped for the best. Ring. Ring. She picked up. "Billie, I'm so sorry I don't know what's gotten into her." She said, and I sighed relieved that I didn't have to explain what had happened. I felt my emotions begin to overwhelm me, there was a lump in my throat, and it was hard to speak. "I just.... Really wanted her to stay." I was about to cry and I hated it. "I know Billie. You love her." I feel like she was just trying to piss me off, but part of me thought she was right. I'm just in denial. "Your right." I said while a single tear streamed down my face. "Just give her time." She said. "I DON'T WANT TO GIVE HER TIME! I WANT HER NOW! I WANT TO WAKE UP TO HER EVERY MORNING! I WANT HER HERE NOW!" I heard her sigh through the phone. "I know Billie, I'll see what I can do. She doesn't think she deserves you. She doesn't think she's good enough. It's all because of this boyfriend she had when she was younger. He was very abusive, she still thinks she's worth nothing." I cried a little more. "She's not nothing, she's my everything." I whispered. Then I hung up the phone.

Alice's POV:

After I listened to what Janie had to say and I comforted her and I sent her up to bed so she could rest and so I could think. I went up back to my bedroom where Tré was waiting. "So what happened with Janie?" He asked. I sat down on the bed and answered, "Her and Billie Joe had sex." "You're serious?" He asked. "Well that's what she told me, but she left him before he could wake up so who knows what he's going through." I said. "Wait so explain the whole story." He told me. So I told him all I knew and at the end of the mess of a story my phone started ringing. "It's Billie!" I said. "Well answer it." He said back. I composed myself and answered. "Billie, I'm so sorry I don't know what's gotten into her." I said. "I just.... Really wanted her to stay." He said sounding like he was about to cry and my heart was breaking for him, I knew he loved her! "I know Billie. You love her." There was a moment of silence before he finally answered me back, "Your right." He sounded like he was crying now. "Just give her time." I said. "I DON'T WANT TO GIVE HER TIME! I WANT HER NOW! I WANT TO WAKE UP TO HER EVERY MORNING! I WANT HER HERE NOW!" He yelled at me with some sobs in between. I sighed, "I know Billie, I'll see what I can do. She doesn't think she deserves you. She doesn't think she's good enough. It's all because of this boyfriend she had when she was younger. He was very abusive, she still thinks she's worth nothing." I explained hoping he would understand. "She's not nothing, she's my everything." He whispered before he hung up the phone. I sat there in silence for awhile until Tré asked what happened. "He loves her, and he was crying and he wants to see her, this is all just a big mess." I said. "So what are we going to do our tour is coming up and I know you want to come and she wanted to come too, so yeah what are we going to do?" Tré asked. "I don't know Tré I really don't know." I answered.