"Rebecca...?"
"Hi Billie Joe... How are you?" "Uh, great, thanks..."
BILLIE'S POV:
Oh my God... she's here? Here, in front of me. How, and why? And most importantly, what does she want?
"Can I come in?" She asks politely, I stammer, "Uh, yeah, sure..." She walks in the door-- her short shorts and blue tank top fitted her figure, and her long brunette hair-- it's still the same from when we were younger.
Rebecca walks to the small couch in the middle of the room, "Um Rebecca? How did you find me and where I was staying?" Rebecca looks down at her feet, "I uh... I called your mom and asked her..."
What the fuck mom...?
Billie nods his head, "Oh, ok".
He sits on the couch next to Rebecca, "You look great" she comments, Billie tilts his head to the side, then looks down-- realizing that he's still not wearing a shirt, he jumps up and picks up a shirt that was laying on the floor nearby. He walks back to the couch, "Aw, that's cute" Rebecca says smiling, Billie laughs nervously.
"Why are you here Rebecca? People don't just go over someone's place just for nothing" "I know that" "Then why are you here then?" Rebecca sighs, "I miss you Beej, and I wanted to--" "Whoa there..." Billie stops Rebecca, "...First thing, please don't call me 'Beej', and second, I'm happily married... with children..." "I know you're married with kids, and why can't I call you 'Beej'? That was my nickname for you" Rebecca responds a little agitated, "Because only people close to me can call me that--" "So we're not close?" Rebecca concludes, "Sorry Rebecca, no, not anymore..." "I see" she says quietly, "Look Rebecca, I--" "Why don't you call me 'Becks' anymore?" She interrupts, Billie sits in the back of the couch, his arms crossed, "Because we're not dating anymore, isn't it that simple? Look Rebecca, I know that in the moment, you miss me, but in reality, you only just want me probably as a rebound... am I right?" Rebecca scoffs, "That's not true Billie--" "You know it is Rebecca... you know what, why are you here if you're just arguing with me?" "Because..." "Because what?!" He slightly yells.
"What the hell is going on?" Billie hears a voice, he turns around and sees Skylar behind him with their blanket covering her body, "Nothing sweetie" "Who's she?" She asks, Billie looks at Rebecca, "A person I knew a few years ago. She was just leaving actually..." Skylar looks at the girl dead in the eyes, Rebecca looks directly at her, "Are you Billie's wife?" She asks, "Yes, and who are you?" "I told you that she's someone I--" Billie interrupts, "I'm his ex girlfriend" Rebecca says keeping her eyes on Skylar, "Oh, ok. And why are you here? How did you find him?" Rebecca shrugs her shoulders, "I still talk with his mom, we still get along" "Ok Rebecca, you've said what you wanted, now can you please leave?".
Rebecca ignores Billie, she looks over at Skylar and sees her arms-- the faded scars in sight. "I uh, see that someone likes sharp objects" She comments, "Excuse me?" Skylar asks, "Rebecca, stop... now" Billie says, "Ok, fine" Rebecca responds walking towards the door.
She closes the door behind her, leaving both Billie and Skylar there in shock of what just happened...
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One In The Same: Sequel to "Two different of a kind"
Fanfiction"I do" was the last thing I remember before my life changes forever... Skylar now getting married to Billie Joe Armstrong, is extremely excited to spend the rest of her life with him- the twins, the husband, and him living out his dreams... but will...
