Billie Joe and Adrienne Armstrong fanfic

Phone Calls

     "Sir, I just told you, we don't have those here. We can only offer you the synthetic kind." "Give me a reason to believe you," Billie insisted. "This is a grocery store." "I've SEEN them in grocery stores, I'm not about to leave here without them. They have to be real." "I don't even know why you think they're even necessary. Just use Facebook for that." "I don't know how to use that. I don't know how Facebookers do it. All I have is Twitter, and even that I still don't have the hang of. Are you SURE you guys don't have them here?" "Surest of the sure." "Fine. Guess I'll have to go to a shop where they're sold exclusively." "I don't know how you didn't think of that before." "Too lazy," Billie Joe said. He put his money back in his wallet and waddled out the store. His phone started vibrating. Adie. 

"HEEEllo," he answered.

"When are you coming home?" she asked.

"In about an hour. Don't worry. I'll be home soon," he clarified.

"What 'business' is so important that you have to be home at nearly 6 PM?"

"Why are you so worried about this?"

"You're acting weird. Of course I have to worry."

"Relax. It's nothing to worry about, 80. Trust me. Do you trust me?"

"Not right now. Just tell me what's going on."

"Can't. I'm in a hurry. See you soon. Love you," he said. Beep. 

    He didn't even say all three words, Adie thought. He always says "I love you". All three. Didn't even give her a chance to say "bye". She dialed up Tré. "Hello? Tré?" "Hey Adrienne what's up?" "Do you know if anything is going on with Billie? He's being weird." *silence for 2 seconds* "Not that I know of?" "Tré, if something sketchy is going on you have to tell me." "I already told you, I don't know." He did know. It was discussed in the studio as well. "Sigh. Thanks anyway. Bye," she sighed. "Bye." 

     Vvvvvvvvv, Billie's phone vibrated. Again. "Hello?" "Hey man Adie just called me," it was Tré. "Shit. What did she tell you?" "Well she ASKED me why you're acting strange. I said I didn't know." "Good. You kept your cool right? No hesitating? Did you make it obvious that you were hiding something?" "I hope not." Billie rubbed his face and said, "What did you tell her?" "That. I didn't know anything. She asked me again and I denied it again. Who do you think I am? You think I'm just gonna give it away?" Tré questioned. "Ok. Fine. I'll take it from here. Bye," he said. "Bye." 

     "So you're ordering how many? 100?" the cashier asked. "1,000," Billie clarified. "Oh yeah, that's right. Haha. Got lost." "It's okay. Happens." The cashier repeated the arrangements again for clarification. Correct. "Okay... so would you like to pay now or the day of delivery?" "I can pay now." He pulled out $300. Didn't even hurt him a little bit. After all, he had money left over to wipe his ass with. "Aaaall right. Delivery is expected October 6th around 9 AM." "Okay, thanks!" "Have a nice day." He left and got in the car. coming home now, he texted his wife. 

     "Hey," he greeted as he entered the house. click clack click clack. His dog. He lovingly attacked his ears and grunted as he got back up. "AAAAAADDDDDDDDIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEE. I'M HOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEEEE." She quickly came down the stairs. "Where the HELL were you? I asked you like 3 times and each time you dodged it." "I was at the studio with Mike and Tré. Working on stuff for the album." "From 2-6? What took you 4 hours to work on?" "Uh... lyrics. You know. Changing up stuff. Practicing playing the songs." "Then why didn't you just tell me that? You could've just told me you were working on the songs. Why did you call it 'business'? You do realize I was worried sick, right?" "Jeez. Sorry. I was in a... hurry. The guys and I bet that I would arrive late like always and if I arrived on time they'd each owe me 5 bucks." "That sounds really stupid." "It's true," he said, trying not to laugh. She was making him laugh. Catching him in a lie. "Okay. Where's the money?" He froze. "Ha. Well. Remember how I said they OWE me, not that they GAVE me the money? I don't have it yet. Good night. I'm tired. See you upstairs. Or are you coming with?" "I'll go in a bit. Gonna grab some water. You really frustrate me, you know that right?"