Chapter 10
Going to Pasalacqua
Billies P.O.V.
Once Angelina and I got into the car we drove off. For now I'm just gonna take her to a motel, just until she gets better and until I explain to the guys what's going on.
I glanced at Angie from the corner of my right eye. Her head was leaning on the window as she silently stared outside at all the buildings, cars, and people we were passing. I wonder what she's thinking?
"Where are we going?" she asks, her voice low. "Just to a motel, for now," I reply, not taking my eyes off the road. "Oh... okay," was all she said before going silent again.
"You can take a nap if you want. We won't be there 'till like an hour, I'll wake you up when we get there if you want?" She smiled and nodded at me before closing her eyes. After a couple of minutes I can hear her steady breathing, which means she's finally fallen asleep.
I feel so bad for her... it must suck to have a family like hers. I would hate my parents if they did that to me. Poor Angie... I can tell she's been through a lot. But for now, while she's with me, I'm gonna try to make the best of her life as much as I can. I'm gonna help her to get back on her feet and to be happy, because she deserves to be happy. And as long as I'm around, I'm not gonna let anyone ever hurt her again.
"Your safe now Angie..." I whispered before driving the rest of the way in silence.
Angelina's P.O.V.
I groaned and turned around in my sleep. God, I feel so comfortable and warm right now. I wonder why. I wonder why....
And just as I was about to fall back into a deep sleep to dream about a perfect world to get away from my fucked up reality, I remembered. My eyes shot open and I slowly sat up to not hurt myself. I slowly looked around and scanned the room with my eyes, that I was now in. I was in a room, on a bed with blankets over me, and I was still in my hospital gown.
Billie must've carried me. Ugh, I told him to wake me up. I could've walked, he didn't have to do that.
I sighed and slowly stood up from the bed. I slowly walked to the door and opened it. As soon as I opened the door I heard singing and guitar playing.
I quietly followed the voice and the sound of the guitar. As I got closer and closer, the voice became clearer and was quickly recognized as Billie's.
"- would it last forever! You and I together hand in hand we run away! Far away, I'm in for nasty weather, but I'll take whatever you can give that comes my way! Far away!"
Wow... he has a great voice and I actually really like that song. When I finally found Billie, in the kitchen where he was sitting at the table writing down, what I'm assuming are lyrics; I stepped into the kitchen. He didn't seem to notice me at first as he continued to write down lyrics, so I let him finish and when he was done I cleared my throat to catch his attention.
He jumped and quickly spun around to look at me. He sighed and put a hand over his heart. "Oh... it's just you," he chuckled. "Yeah," I laughed and went to sit at a chair across the round table from him.
"What are you doing?" I asked, even though I already knew what he was doing. I just didn't know what else to say and I didn't want there to be an awkward silence. "Writing a song," he shrugged.
"Oh... you finished yet?" He shook his head. "No, not yet. Still needs a lot more work."
"Well from what I heard it sounds amazing so far," I say smiling at him. He smiles and stares back at me. And we stay like that for a few seconds which begins to feel awkward for me, but Billie on the other hand doesn't seem to mind. In fact it looks like he's zoning out. When he snaps out of it his cheeks turn a light shade of pink. "Uuh..." he says scratching the back of his neck. "There's a bathroom all the way down that hall if you wanna take a shower," he offers and I nod.
"Also," he says as I stand up. "I left one of my old t- shirts in there from when I was younger and a pair of sweat pants for you to wear, for now. I'll take you shopping later if you want."
"Um, yeah. Thank you," I say nodding, before heading into the bathroom and getting undressed and getting into the shower.
My bones and muscles relax as the hot water runs down my bruised and cut up body. I close my eyes and lean my head against the tiled wall. It feels so good to take a shower and finally be able to relax without being rushed out of the bathroom or yelled at by my parents.
But I won't let my hopes up or let myself get used to this. I have to remind myself that this is only temporary. I know this isn't gonna last for long. I have a bad feeling about escaping and running away from home. Plus, every time something good happens to me it's always taken away from me sooner or later.
I have a feeling that this time won't be any different...
*** YAY!!!! I finally, after all those freakin months! UPDATED! I am so sorry to those who have been reading this and have been waiting all this time for an update. I love you all so much for being great readers and fans. And for being so supportive and patient with me. And sorry this is short, I'll try to make the next one longer.
The truth is, why I took so long to update is because to be honest, I hate this story. No, let me rephrase that, I hate the way I wrote the story. This is a very old story. I wrote this when I was just a beginner at writing and at wattpad so now when I look back at it, I just hate it. All I can focus on is all the grammar mistakes I made and stuff. I've improved a lot on my writing though, these passes couple of months! And I was planning on deleting this and rewriting it (which is actually in process) but today I just saw how many votes, comments, and views this story got and I decided that I should update and finish this first for you guys, since you've been so great and patient. So thank you so much for that! You don't know how much that means to me. It makes me really happy that people actually wanna read my stories, even the shitty ones that I first began to write when I was a beginner.
So anyway, after I'm done with this story I'm gonna edit this, I've already started. Its still gonna kinda be the same but I've just added a little bit more twists, things, characters, and differences to it. So yeah, just wanted to let you guys know that. But you don't have to worry about that for now, cause we still gotta long way to go on this story.☺ So hold your horses peeps! And stay tuned for more! Thank you all very much again! I love you all! Leave me a comment please. I love those. ;)❤❤***
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