My new life... [Green Day fanfic.]

Chapter 18

No matter how happy I was at the moment, I knew that Emily would ruin it sooner or later...

The same evening I talked with Billie and Adie about the art gallery as soon as they stepped through the door. They both agreed and assured me to call Abbey's Mum tomorrow and let her come for dinner.

The next morning I wasn't so grumpy to Jake and Joey. They joked about me being nice to other human beings in the morning. I got out of the car with a cig in my mouth and walked over to the others.

"Adie and Billie gave me the 'yes' for the art gallery; you and your Mum have to come over to dinner," I said to Abbey, as her eyes widened.

"Dinner?! With Billie Joe Armstrong?!" she nearly screamed.

"Shh, shut your mouth! Just don't fangirl all over the time, k?"

"K."

"I'm putting 10$ that she'll freak out," Lara said to Mike.

"I think she'll hold it. Deal," they shook hands.

"I'll make a group in Whatsapp and tell you later," I said as we walked into our classrooms. Physics in the morning. With Emily in the same room. I hate mornings...

I tried to hide from Emily the whole day. I didn't go to lunch but went outside with the others. I had to smoke. Jake was with his friends not far away from us. But then Emily came straight towards me.

"So, another family that didn't want to have you?"

"Oh, just shut your mouth, Ems. We know each other for years. Just leave me alone."

"Wow, I feel really dissed." Her friends (who did too look like the baddest bitches) laughed. I rolled my eyes. the tension grew between us. "Without Tory, you're just as weak as you always were. Just as week as on every June third.", she forced an evil smile. How dare she to talk about my parent's death?!

"How dare you, you-"

"What? Whore? Well, I've heard you've been on tour with a rock band. So who's now the whore?" She smiled again. "I see you still wear those vests. New life, old habits, eh?"

"You better shut up about old habits or anything that has something to do with our friendship back in Austria. I can tell as much of your old habits as you can 'bout mine. You mean my arms, right? Well, go on. If you wanna tell everybody, then do. You know that I never gave a fuck what bitches like you were talking about," I shot her a death glare. The others looked irritated. From the corner of my eye, I could also see Jake glance over to us.

"Oh, you don't give a fuck? Then you also don't give a fuck when I say that I've heard you landed at the same place as Nate," she looked me in the eyes. I was shocked. Nate was a taboo.

He was my best friend, like, from birth on - until he killed himself two years ago. He was having a lot of troubles at home and couldn't take it anymore. She knew how much his death affected me. She knew it exactly and went too far.

I jumed up and took her by the throat.

"What did you say about Nate? How you even dare to talk about him?! How you even dare to do that after all what you did to us, what you did to him! You know exactly that you are one of the reasons why he killed himself!" I couldn't hold back my anger. Her eyes showed pure fear. I punched her into the face. Once, twice, as long as some students and teacher pulled us apart. She could've talked to me yesterday. She could've make me down all the time on the net. But she did it today, because today, two years ago, he killed himself.