My Life With Billie Joe Armstrong (discontinued)

Chapter 2: The kids arent alright

Back in my room with jammie, we watched out of my deck window as my mom spoke more with them. She had gone back out when we had come back in, which was not long after tre asked about my anxiety. We sat in silence and i saw billie staring at me through the window; he was looking at me with a look of sorrow and something happy at the same time.

I felt enraged, betrayed, even empty. My mother couldnt decide my life path....i didnt wanna know my father. He never made the effort to see me, why should i do that for him?

"I called ryan, he's on his way with two pre rolled blunts, a tub of chocolate-chocolate chip ice cream, and a bottle of his cologne." I laughed, because he knew what would cheer me up.

"This has to be a prank right?.." I said softly, scared. She sighed.

"I dont think it is. Ryan said he knew...i guess shed been planning this for a few months..." I sighed and stared out of my deck window. When i saw ryans car, i opened the door and stood on the deck, tears starting again. I couldnt lose him....

"Ryan! Get up here ASAP!" I yelled when he got out of his car. He smiled up at me and waved, as if saying "Patience, dont worry". I smiled slightly and saw my mom staring up at me.

"Baby meet me downstairs. I have full hands!" I bolted to the downstairs door and swung the door open, hugging him as soon as i saw him. He laughed and kissed my head.

"Leta go upstairs. We should talk about this, and prolly smoke these before your mom kills me for having them." We went upstairs after i grabbed three spoons, and we sat in a circle in beanbag chairs with the curtain for my deck door closed. We turned on the lamp and aimed it to the ceiling to give the room a kind of warm lighting, and he handed me the first blunt. Each one had roughly 2.5 grams in it.

"So, you dont even want to give it a chance?" He said, as i began puffing the blunt to life with the lighter at the end. Once it was fully lit, i took three long drags and passed it to him.

"Why should i? He didnt make an effort, and im happy with my life here. Besides, who's gonna feed Havoc?" Havoc was my cat. She was orange, but part maincoon. It was weird, but i fell in love with her at the pet shop. She refused to be loved my anyone else, always running to me when they tried to pet her or pick her up; she even only ate when i fed her.

But thats not completely true, because shes grown very close to ryan and jammie too.

"We can take care of her." Jammie said, passing the blunt back to me after shed hit it. I sighed.

"But ryan....how will i see you...." I said, taking two big rips. As i handed him the blunt, he pondered.

"Hm. Ill come visit on weekends. Ill drive up, and we can stay In a hotel for the weekend. Ill even bring Havoc." I smiled softly.

"Its weird. Its every fangirls dream to meet green day, or even be related to them or date them. But....it makes me so mad. I dont want to be related to a rockstar, i like my small town, quiet life." I heard a knock on my door and we all looked up.

"Come in." I spoke momotoned, and when billie stepped in Ryan stood up.

"Shes not ready for this." He said. I stood up as well, and jammie followed my suit.

"Let him talk. The least he can do is explain himself." I said, putting a hand on Ryans shoulder. He say back down, as did we, and billie stood awkwardly with the door wide open.

"Ok. 1) close the door. Dont let the smoke out. 2) sit down. Youre making me nervous." I said. He closed the doir and sat on my bed, and the blunt made its way back to me as ryan began sparking the second one.

"Is this why you want to stay?" Billie finally spoke after what seemed like an eternity of silence.

"I like my small town life. I like the quiet. I love my boufriend, i have a cat whos very picky about who feeds her, an-"

"Your cats picky with food?" I looked up and gestured the blunt to him. Might as well calm him down; he seemed on edge. He accepted.

"No. She refuses to eat from her dish if it wasnt me who fed her. She smells her food, and if it smells like someone else was near it, she'll meow for me to refill it." He smirked.

"Thats kinda cute." I nodded.

"Anyways, i also dont like the idea of traveling to a new place for months on end." I looked at him and felt my nose twitch.

"I also dont want to get to know my father if he never made any sort of effort." He sighed.

"My career keeps me pretty occupied.." I raised an eye brow.

"You manage to keep in touch with addie. And both your sons. Whats so different about me? You managed to get in contact with my mom, and never once asked to talk to me to see what i sounded like; to try and get to know the daughter you never had." When the newer blunt got to me, i ripped it about four times and ryan chuckled, handing me a bowl of ice cream. I took it and skipped billie in this rotation; fuck him.

"You have to come though. Adrienne wants to meet you, so do  jakob and joey."

"But i have a life im 20; and plan to start my own life soon." I said, realizing my eyes had wandered to ryan. He moved between my legs and sat with his head resting on my thigh. Billie took his place in the bean bag, but sill was skipped in rotation.

"Youre my daughter."

"And youre a joke of a father." The words came out before i could stop myself and he got up and left, closing the door behind him. Ryan looked up at me, slightly shocked.

"Youre really mad about this, huh?" I nodded and went to pass him the blunt. He shook his head though.

"You finish it." He said. I took a few bites of ice cream and continued to smoke.

Then my mom barged in.

"Put that out. Both of you, leave." I was shocked, and scared.

"But-" Jammie began to protest, but my mom pointed out of my room.

"Now!" I put the blunts out and put them back in the baggie, putting them in my top.

"Young lady, you are leaving TONIGHT. Pack your bags with what you will need, an-"

"You wanna get rid of me that badly? Ill just go to a goddamn hotel!" I yelled, storming past her. Most kids really would love this. Being told the leas singer of your favorite bad is your dad and you get to live with them for the summer. I hated it. Hated that he didnt try. Hated that she was doing this. Hated every last bit of it.

"You dont have a choice!"

"IM ALMOST 19!!! YOU CANT MAKE MY LIFE DECISIONS FOR ME YOU BITCH!" I screamed now, turning to face her. She back handed me so hard i felt her ring gash my cheek, and i just stared at her. She stared back and we sat in silence. Eventually, i shook my head and shoved her aside as i went to my room once more.

"Hope youre fucking happy you ruined your only childs life." I slammed my door and screamed as loud as my lings would allow me to. I screamed until it hurt. Screamed until it turned to tears.

not long after, i fell asleep crying in my bean nag chair with havoc curled up in my lap.