Billie Joe Armstrong X reader part 3
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You were on your way to see your boyfriend Kevin. He didn’t know your coming but you thought you would surprise him. He was the only person who ever had been nice to you without being sympathetic. You opened the gate of his garden when you heard something from his window.
“So Kevin how long are you going to stay with her before you break her gothy heart?” you recognise the voice it was Vic’s; Kevin’s best friend.
“I don’t know. I’m not sure how to do it in away to get the best humiliation out of her,” Kevin laughed.
You were hearing this from Kevin’s bedroom window. Tears started to form in your eyes.
“Why did you go with that freak in the first place?” Vic asked
“Tim bet me £20 I wouldn’t dare,” Kevin laughed even harder.
“Was it worth the £20?”
“No. She’s such a freak I’d rather have lost £20.”
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Your kiss with Billie went on for a while but you didn’t notice. You had fallen in love with Billie Joe well before you had met him, he had already saved your life many times and this was a dream come true. The door opened and the employer of the masked men walked in but neither of you noticed. You were too busy enjoying each others taste. You didn’t notice until the employer picks Billie Joe up by his hair.
Billie Joe yelped in pain as your shock turns to fear as you realise who it was.
“Dad, leave him alone!” you screamed.
Your father gave you a death glare before throwing Billie Joe to the floor.
“He’s your father,” Billie Joe gasped.
“Yes, I am her father and seeing you kissing her wasn’t something I want to see. I hate seeing her happy; she doesn’t deserve to be happy or loved.”
“What has she done wrong?” Billie Joe yelled standing up for you.
“She’s an emo freak like you,” your dad snorted.
Billie Joe had a face like thunder; he knew that being called an emo freak from a stranger is bad but from your own father. You knew that his next possible actions would get him hurt or killed so you decided to intervene.
“No Billie Joe,” you said putting your hands on the side of his face in a desperate attempt to calm him down.
“Ok,” he sighed.
“Dad, I understand you kidnapping me but what has he done?” you asked.
“I know you admire him one look at the posters on your bedroom walls and I knew what would hurt you the most,” your father giggled.
Your face went red from anger as well as embarrassment. You had never felt this annoyed in your whole life. You wanted to scream.
“What do you mean what will hurt me most?” you asked.
“Well I have hurt you for years and never got the reaction I hoped for but with him,” he said picking up Billie Joe up by his hair again, “will give me what I want.”
“What is it you want?” Billie Joe asked while trying to make your father let go.
“Well I could never kill my own daughter but she could do it herself,” he laughed evilly.
“You basted, leave him out of this. He’s never hurt anyone and never will,” you screamed as tears fell from your eyes.
“He hurt me,” your dad yelled lifting Billie Joe higher listening to him scream.
“What’s he done,” you cried.
“He turned you my beautiful sweet little girl into a dark ugly emo.”
You stared at him gob smacked. What had happened to him? You knew your father hates you for being emo but this was a marathon size step too far.
“Ok, I need to go and speak to my men about what’s happening next, back in a few minutes.”
He dropped Billie Joe before leaving and he landed hard, his face bounced off the floor. You are by his side in a second cradling his head and putting his hair right.
“I won’t let him hurt you, even if it means the end of my own life I will save you,” you whispered.
“No, don’t worry about me save yourself. He said he won’t kill you, all you need to realise is whatever happens to me isn’t your fault.”
Time passed slowly and you stared at the door wondering when ‘HE’ would walk right through it.
