I knocked and knocked until Mike answered the door. I was happy to see him, his smile. He could tell that there was something wrong.
"B-Billie, are you alright? I got your message, and I was gonna head over to your place."
I pushed Mike and myself inside. Closing the door behind.
"Billie, what is going on?" Mike's eyes grew big. He caught a glimpse of my hands, being stained red with dried blood.
Mike had a very weak stomach, he hated seeing blood and gore. It didn't matter if it was his own.
"Billie Joe... what happened? Are you hurt?" Mike tried his best to stay calm. I shook my head no. Tears start to swell in my eyes. Mike looked over at the TV, which happened to be playing the news. It was live of a crime scene down town. I knew exactly what it was.
That poor innocent little girl
My hands started to shake. My breathing started to get heavy.
"I killed them..." I blurted. Mike looked at me with confusion.
"Billie Joe, what are are you talking about?" A shocked and confused Mike.
"I killed that little girl..." I say. A scared and helpless Mike, at loss for words. Looking for the right ones to say.
"Heh, Billie Joe your joking. It was probably just all a dream..." Mike had the worried, scared, look on his face.
I shook my head for no. Mike got up and walked into the other room. I could hear him talking on the phone with someone.
Did he call the cops on me?
Is this it?
Am I gonna get thrown in jail?
Better yet, get taken to an insane asylum for the things I'm seeing...
I started to go into a rage attack. My heart was pounding so fast, I fear it may burst. My breathing was heavy. My throat felt like it was closing. My vision went black after that.
I woke up to the sound of sirens. Being lifted on to something and getting taken away. I opened my eyes again and... we, we were in a hospital. I had tubes hooked up to my arm. I started to panic.
"Hey, shhh. It's alright" the sweet sound of my mother. I look over and I see her loving smile. Using her free hand to run her fingers threw my hair. Tears falling from her eyes. "It's ok love"
An officer came inside the room and pulled Mike aside. I watched them walk out.
Mike called the cops didn't he...
Mike's POV:
I looked at Billie before walking out of the room with the officer.
"I brought you out to ask you a few questions. Is that alright?"
I shook my head for yes.
"So how long have you and Billie Joe known each other?"
I was nervous. Accidentally gonna say the wrong thing, probably...
"Um, we met in the fourth grade. So I've known him for ages now. Heh" My heart pounding.
"Have you noticed anything weird going on when you were around him?"
"No.. Sir" that was a lie. I knew there was something wrong, I always have.
"What if.. I told you that there was a dead body reported in his apartment"
My mind flashing back to the blood on Billie's hands. I tried to stay calm.
He killed his girlfriend...didn't he
"Oh..." I say nervously
"The body was reported as his g-
I looked over and Tre was standing there. His face worried and pale with shock.
"Tré..."I choked on my words
I looked at the officer and then back at Tré.
How long has he been standing there?
"Well I think that's enough questions for now..." the officer broke the silence. I walked back inside Tré following behind.
Billie Joe's POV:
Mike came back in the room with a more sad and scared look on his face Tré following behind him. Tré runs over to me.
"You fucking dirty little bastard! You killed my sister!" With that Tré punched me directly in the nose. It starts to bleed.
It's like I had a delayed reaction. I didn't even flinch. Tré charged at me again. Mike ran over and held him back until the officer came in and and took him out of the room.
Now they had enough evidence to arrest me. They know now that I was the one that killed the both of them. I got better with in the course of the next day and they arrested me for murder of two innocent people.
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My Psycho boyfriend
FanfictionI don't want to say too much or it will give it away... Billie Joe started to see these figures about a month after his father died. His girlfriend (y/n) started to worry and noticed that it wasn't right, she made Billie seek therapy but these being...