*****Jimmy's Point Of View*****
Perfect.
Fucking perfect.
Kaela thought I was a complete jackass, who has nothing on their mind but sex.
That's partly true, but that's beside the point.
She hated me, and that put an ache in my heart I haven't ever felt before. And it made me want to die. I sighed, and shook the sleep from my head. I was thinking crazy, some girl couldn't bring a hurt that horrible up. She wasn't just some girl though. She was Kaela...
"Get the fuck outta' my car, bitch." I grumbled, opening the door for her, and she slipped her shirt on.
"Bye, asshole." She growled, slamming the door of the car in my face.
"OW GODDAMNIT!" I shouted, clutchin my nose in pain.
Yea I kinda' deserved that...Maybe I shouldn't of called her a bitch? Yea that was a stupid thing to say, I'm surprised I didn't get bitch slapped like the dick I am. I moaned in pain, and I started to get dressed. Holy Jesus Of Suburbia, how am I gonna' fix all this mess?
Kaela...She was dating Billie? She said so, and he just smiled like he was the luckiest guy in the entire world. That killed me inside. The smile on his face...I should be he one smiling not that mother fucker. I grinded my teeth out of anger, and I slammed the car door shut. I had finished tugging on my dirty clothes from yesterday, and I was in search of Kaela , to plead her forgivness.
*****Kaela's Point Of View*****
I dangled my feet over the stage, looking out across the vast empty feild that would soon be filled with screaming fans. Hoping to come up on stage, hoping to get an autograph, hoping this concert was worth the money they paid. That last one was the one that usually came true out of the three. For me it was more.
I had been that lucky one that got called on stage. I had been that lucky one Billie liked a lot. I had been that lucky one that got to sleep with Billie Joe Armstrong. But really, had I been lucky? Now after all of that chaos, I just wanted to disappear. Maybe it was because it was overwhelming, maybe it's because I might of hurt some people though it all, or maybe it was because I had to choose sooner or later.
Choosing. I didn't know how Bella did it in 'Twlight'. I really don't. How can you choose between your best friend, and the one that you might be in love with? I know I couldn't, but in the end I would have to. I just hope the one that doesn't get chosen takes it the right way. I hope they don't do something stupid, and that they would regret.
Billie...God how could I just boot him out of my life, when I just met him? I have a feeling he might be that one that I would be willing to spend the rest of my life with. Only if I didn't screw up and sleep with him last night, things would be going a lot smoother now. We had a connection rather I wanted it or not, because we slept together. I mean I wanted to have a connection with Billie, but not this way. A natural one, that comes on just from talking to a person for so long. Like I had with Jimmy. No, I can't have that now, and it makes it more difficult.
Jimmy...Jesus he was my best friend, how I could I not choose him? I have known him for about two or three years now, and he knew everything there is to know about me. What does Billie know? Just the little bit I have told him? Even though Jimmy is a striaght up asshole, I still loved him from the bottom of my heart. But who did this heart belong to?
That was the million dollar question here. Who did it belong to? Hell if I knew! Whoever wants it, has to fight, and win the battle. The battle for my love. I couldn't choose, so they were going to have to do it. I really don't know, I really don't...
