Billie Joe Armstrong in my life

Billie Joe's heart is broken

Billie Joe Armstong  P.O.V

    I wake up to my phone ringing and notice that it was the police from Oakland (where I live), I sprung up and hit my head on the top of the cot that I was sleeping on. "Hello?" I said this a little more quietly than I thought I had. "Mr. William Joesph Armstrong?" The officer had a serious crack in his voice. "Yes, what happened?" I saw Mike and Tre and all I could do was shrug my shoulders. "Your wife and son were killed in a drive by about 2 hours ago. I am so sorry for your loss, if you need any help plea-" I dropped the phone and started to cry a little.

      Then about 10 minutes later we had to stop at a bar so that I could get a drink and tell them what happened to Adrienne and Joey. "Oh shit Billie Joe, we need to stop the tour and go home to see what is happening in your head like right now!" Tre screamed really loud as we got into the bus and drove home, we were all drunk so twe passed right out.

     I woke up at my house on the couch and I saw Mike and Tre sitting there starting to wake up to. "You guys I had the worst fucking dream ever, Adrienne and Joey died in a drive by and it seemed so real." They looked at me with deep concern. "That-is-real it did happen." Mike whispered as they both came to comfort me in my misery of  loosing the ones I love most in this world.

    "We need to go back on tour to um get my mind off of this and to make me forget what happened and-" Mike stopped me. "Running wont make it go away Billie Joe, it will only make it worse." I started to cry wondering why I wasn't there when I should have been. "It should have been me why didn't you just kill me!" I whispered as Mike got me a drink I passed right back out.

sorry this chapter was short I need to explain the other side in the next one.