Chapter 2

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Monday

Billie's POV

I wake up on the couch next to my guitar Blue and a bunch of old records on the floor. I check my phone and it says 8:05 AM. Shit! I'm late for school! I run up to my room and look for clean clothes. I find my jeans and and put on a long sleeved shirt. The fabric makes a cuts burn but its too late to change again. I skip breakfast as always, I never really liked eating in the morning, or ever. I put in my backpack, grab Blue and run out the door.

Good thing I live close to Jefferson High. I barely get there when the bell rings. I don't see Tre or Mike so I guess they must already be inside. I'm walking through the hallways and feel the eyes of everyone on me. God, why can't people just mind their own business. I get to Mrs. Butcher's classroom and walk in. People are doing whatever the hell they want, as always. I don't see mike or Tre so I just avoid everybody and sit in the back corner of the classroom. While Mrs. Butcher is trying to get the idiot people's attention, I see my bully Jackson walking toward me. My heartbeat rises as he come closer. I just sit there and old my breath.

Jackson's POV

I see the emo fag sitting alone in the classroom and walk towards him. That little cunt doesn't have his friends to back him up. Good, more fun for me. I grab him by the shirt.

Billie's POV

"Stop! Just leave me alone!" I say.

"Make me! Now that your friends aren't here to protect you, I'm going to make sure your face stays as fucked up as it always is!"

He punches me in the face and kicks me in the stomach. He knocks the wind out of me and I just sit there on the desk like a fool. He stars calling me things like emo and suicidal. With every word he says I get more and more pissed off. I concentrate on breathing. I have to ignore it. No. I can't, I can't take it anymore. I stand up and punch him straight across the face. He falls to the floor. I... I knocked him out. When the whole class sees this they start clapping and cheering. Some just look at me with dirty looks. I just sit back down. I've had enough of this crap.

*End Of School*

I'm walking home when I see Tre and mike walking towards me.

Tre's POV

Mike and I are walking and I see Billie walking home with a busted lip. Probably that Jackson kid did that to him. I remember Billie's cuts and tell myself not to tell Mike. He would freak out if he found out.

Mike's POV

I see Beej and and wave to him. He waves back and looks at the sidewalk. I see he has Blue, his favorite guitar. His eyes look red, like he was tired. Then I see his lip.
"Sup Beej! How you've been bro!"
I see he's not in the mood so I just jump on his back so he can carry me. He just shoved me off. Hmm... weird. I ask him how his day was.

Billie's POV

I can't believe Mike just saw me with a fucked up face and just said How was your day?! Is he serious! Ugh, I'm not in the mood.

Mike's POV

Why is he mad at me? Should I ask him who did that to his face? Nah, he'll just get even more mad.
"So, uh... Beej, were sorry we didn't come to school. We were lazy and just went to the park," I told him, "So, was everything okay at school without us?"

"I don't know. Jackson fucked up my face, if you didn't notice. But I knocked some sense to him. Knocked him out." Billie says calmly.

Tre jumps when be says that! He startled us!

Tre's POV

"What!! Really Billie Joe!! That's my boy! We need to celebrate this beautiful moment!"
Billie lights up at thought of that. We all look at each other and laugh.

"Okay, what if we go to a pizza place?" Billie says.

"Alright then. Pizza it is." Mike says.
We all punch each other playfully and walk together.

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