She's a Rebel

Part 8

Hey Readers, sorry about the sad ending to part 7 but I had to leave a little something for you to wonder about :) Anyways here's part 8 let me know what ya think

Chapter 13

I woke up slowly, it was like some one injected novacaine through me so I wouldn't feel a thing. But now it was like a thousand sharp knives stabing me all at once. My heart is shattered in a million pieces by the one and only Billie Joe Armstrong. Should I leave. For good? Should I go back to Florida. My place is still up and running, I couldn't do that to our band. I wouldn't just leave them. But I think I am going to have to cut it off with Billie. My heart still aced when I said that. I loved him, so much. I really did. But what was this? I have no idea. He just told me he loved me. That's bull. I don't think so, he probably just said that because he didn't know how to make me feel any better. Who knows. I just can't believe that happened. I got up and sweeped up the broken glass. I checked my phone and it was 12:00 midnight. I was knocked out for at least 5 hours. I still felt pain so I cracked open another bottle. Maybe if I am lucky I kill myself so I don't ever have to see them again. Then my phone buzzed. It was Mike

Mike: Where are you?

Me: A place

Mike: WHERE?

Me: The old house. I am not going back there

Mike: You have to! Please Angel he really does love you

Me: No, if he did that wouldn't of ever happend

Mike: Angel you have no idea. Billie is gone and we don't know where he is and it's freaking us all out. If you just come and help us find him. Maybe if he see's you he will snap out of it.

Me: I can't leave the house.

Mike: Why?

Me: I can't move.

Mike: I am coming to get you right now.

Me: NO

Mike: YES

Me: If you do I will kill you on the spot

Mike: Fine by me.

That was the end of that. Mike cares for me. He is more like one of my close guy friends. He actually cared about my well being and Billie's. Then I heard a honk outside. I still couln't get up. Then Mike opend the door and rushed to my side. Tre was there too. "Dude. Your a mess." Tre said picking up a bottle and capping it. I rolled my eyes. "Billie is gone some where and he won't tell me where he is. Can you please forgive him. It's really bad." Mike pleaded. I just thought about it for one moment. Should I. I mean, we all do stupid things when we are drunk. For crying out loud Billie Joe Armstrong cried for you because YOU Angel Blair left Billie Joe Armstrong. BUT He slept with another women. But still it didn't really count because he was hoplessley drunk. Oh what the hell you know you love him! Mike and Tre helped me to my feet. "Give me the phone." We got in the car. I called Billie

ring, ring, ring, ring

Billie: What Mike I told you I am not telling you where I am!!

Me: It's not Mike

BJ: Angel?

Me: You going to run away from your problems

BJ: Angel I am so sorry. I love you. I can't be with out you. Please I promisse you. It was all a mistake.

Me: Where are you?

BJ: I am...I am

Me: I am listening

BJ: I am just walking through Oakland. Not sure. I am right by the park.

Me: K

I hung up before he can say anymore. "By the park. He's just walking around." The alcohol still draging me down. We spotted him sitting on a bench with an empty glass bottle and red rimed eyes. I didn't look at him. He just got in the back seat next to Tre. I looked in the rear view mirror to find him staring at me. I turned away. "Oh you guys stop acting like that. You guys arn't going to play mind games. Not in my car, Now were not driving any where till you guys talk." Mike put it in park. I turned to Billie. "Why, just why?" "I am sorry, Angel I care for you. A lot more than you think." Billie said. I sighed. "Billie just promisse me one thing. If I offer you my heart will you promisse not to break it again?" I listend to him reply, "You have it all Angel. I want you back. Your my everything. I will give you everything I have to make you happy." I step out of the car and so did he. I wrapped my arms around his neck and burried my face into his shoulder. Billie held me tight. I can smell the alchol on his breath. I sure he can smell mine too, Tre was crying a little. I laughed when he was wipping a way a tear. "You guys are so beautiful," I rolled my eyes then Mike and Tre started to laugh it up. I stuck out my tounge. Tre sat up front and me and Billie sat in the back. I entwinded my fingers with his. I am glad I didn't go off the handel and I am also glad Mike stopped me from drinking my life away. Mike really saved me. I owe him one. Billie was my world and I was his. I wonder what he was doing? I don't really want to know though because it would hurt. I wish I hadn't yelled at Billie like that but, thats in the past. We arrived back home and Kelly and Kendelle tackeled me in hug. "Are you alright?!" I told them I was fine and me and Billie sorted things out. Which was good. I couldn't take the heart ache. It was around 1:00 A.M. so we were all beat and me and Billie both had a spliting head ache from drinking too much. I had a large bruise on my head from hitting my head. We went up to the room. I took a shower and Billie was in the room writting in that notebook. After I got dressed I found him still writting in the book. I looked over his shoulder and tried to read what he was writing. He snapped it shut. I smiled at him. It felt like a long time since I have smiled at him. But it wasn't that long. Billie pulled me closer to him and I wrapped myself around him. We stayed like that for a while just silent. I fell asleep that way. I wasn't sure what was going through the mind of Billie Joe but I knew that things were still a little strange but there was hope.