This is my life now. Living with Billie Joe Armstrong and his family.

Part 2.

"Dad?"
"Oh my god!"

He was laying on the wooden floor in front of a small table that had lines of cocaine and 2 empty pill bottles. I ran over to him and tried to shake him out of it. He wasn't responding. I quickly got my phone out of my pocket and dialed 911. Then that's where the tears came.

"911 what's your emergency?" The calm operator asked on the other side of the line.
"Hello my dad isn't responding, he took a lot of cocaine and a lot of pills." I said shakily into the phone. "Do you know what pills he took ma'am?" "No, no I don't just I need help really fast it doesn't look good." I whispered the last part. "Okay just calm down police are in their way." With that I hung up.

"Dad?!?"

"Dad please wake up. You have to wake up okay? I need you!" I sobbed.

The police and EMT were at my side after probably 3 minutes. They begin to shock him with a defibrillator. He begin to jump with every shock. I couldn't believe this was happening. I had to get out there. A feeling of panic gushed over me and I could feel my throat begin to close. The walls were coming closer and closer with every minute. I ran into the bathroom and puked. I felt hopeless and scared. I went out of the bathroom and watched as they hooked up my dad to machines and tried to help him.

This went on for a while before the EMTs pronounced my father dead. Everything was in slow motion. It all felt fake nothing felt real. My mind was racing everywhere. I could feel my feet moving and making me walk but I don't remember wanting to go anywhere. I ended up outside of my house in the front lawn.

The sun was just setting. I looked up, all of the blues mixing with the reds and pinks and yellows and oranges. It was beautiful. I took a deep breath and let the tears roll down.

"Baby!" I heard in to distance. The only thing I could clearly hear was my heartbeat.

"Baby!" I looked over and there was Joey, and Adrienne. I looked over at the front door and seen Jakob and Billie Joe running full speed into the house.

Joey sat down in front of me and looked into my fearful eyes. He took my head in his hands and said, "baby look at me," almost as if I'm slow motion I looked at him, my hearing still a little skewed. "That's it babygirl. We're here now. We've got it all under control, you don't have to worry." All I did was hug him. I felt Joey kiss the top of my head and I just let everything I had bottled in me out. Every emotion. I just sobbed into Joey shirt as he held me.

The EMTs rolled out my dad's lifeless body to the ambulance, Billie Joe and Jakob came out right next to him. All I could do was cry, I was like I was paralyzed by fear.

Adrienne stood behind Joey with her hand rubbing his back, trying to comfort her son while he comforted me. Joey held on to me and got me to calm down a bit. He moved my arms around hims neck kissing them a few times then I wrapped my legs around his torso as he begin to pick me up. We walked to the car they came from everyone was walking towards it too. I looked up and everyone was crying, I looked at Billie and it broke me. His face was so heartbroken felt so bad for him. Even Joey was crying, he just didn't want me to know but it was obvious I felt the tears drop on me. I don't blame him.

My dad was the Armstrong's best family friend. Mike and tré are going to be so heartbroken when they hear the news. We all lost someone today. We lost the most greatest person ever, my dad was one of those guys that would give you the shirt off of his back. We are on welfare and unemployment right now because dad couldn't hold a job with his addictions. But when he did work jobs of his friends needed money for anything he'd give to them. If you we hungry he'd give you his last meal.

I worked at the record store Billie Joe owned. It help with most of the bills.

We all pilled into the car and Billie began to drive, I'm assuming to his house. The whole car ride was silent with the exception of the many sniffles coming from the grieving family. I just sat there and stared out into space. It felt like we were in the car driving for eternity. After along time I felt Joey pick me up and carry me into the house of the Armstrongs.

No one said anything. Everyone stayed quiet. I saw Billie take out his phone and call someone I'm sure it was mike or tré to tell them the news. Joey carried me into his room and sat me on the bed. I watched as he pulled out an over sized t-shirt and handed it to me.

"Change into that, and knock on the door when you're done. I'll be right out side okay?" I just nodded. I couldn't speak. I could barely move.

Joey kissed me and left the room I got up and changed into the t shirt that ended a little bit above my knees. I walked over and knocked on the door as Joey told me to. He opens to the door and immediately hugged me. It felt like the world stopped everything and was just still it was only me and Joey. I closed my eyes and breathed in his sent. I kissed his cheek, he was crying. I felt the tears drop on me.

After a long while I pulled away just enough to see his face. I took his head in my hands and wiped the tears away with my thumbs. It was still quiet. I just looked at him for a bit, kissed his cheek and said, "let's go to bed love." I took his hand and lead him to the bed. We laid down in the quiet darkness. He laid on his back and put his arms around me I curled up by his side cuddling like we used to as kids.

I felt safe in his arms, I could stay like this forever. I knew that I wouldn't get any sleep tonight but in this moment I wasn't scared or sad.

I understood what happened, and already missed my dad. My dad loved me and I could feel it now more than ever. I hope he finds mom and stays with her, the love of his life finally together again. This idea made me feel happy for him, I realized I was just being selfish. He is with mom. They're happy, I should be happy for them too.

After hours of laying on my side, Joey behind me with his arms around me, sleep took over me.