Who?• BJA• MikeDirnt

Panic Song

"Ahem." I turned my head I was shocked by the person sitting in my kitchen. Billie grabbed my hand and I squeezed it tightly.

"Why the fuck are you here?" I said sternly. She looked hurt, and I didn't care. My mother was an awful person.

"Alison I want to see my grandchildren, your father said they were born a couple days ago and I would like to see them." She demanded Billie looked at me and he could tell I was mad.

"No! You don't get to come back here after 6 months and demand to see my fucking children!" I yelled. I soon heard footsteps running through the living room,
Mike.

"Alison Marilyn White you do not swear at me! You bitch!" She yelled at me I could feel Billie glaring at her

"Really her again!" Mike said
"Yep she wants to see my kids."
He looked surprised.
"Wow are you sleeping with him to you slut wouldn't be surprised he's ugly enough for you huh...whore?" She called me a slut... a whore... A SLUT! A WHORE!

"Get out." Billie said sternly. We all turned to look at him, he lifted his head and held my hand tight.

"Get the fuck out of my house now!" He screamed, she didn't move "Did I hesitate?! You do not come into my home call my wife a slut and a whore and you don't get to call my friend ugly! Get the fuck out before I call the fucking police!" Billie snapped, I've never heard him yell like that, he was pissed, he started walking towards her and Mike grabbed his wrist signaling him to calm down.

"Goodbye you snobs." She said
"Yes and please let the door hit you on the way out!" Billie said.
He took his coat off threw it on the floor and walked up the stairs. Holy...shit...

"Wow." Was all I managed to say.
"Welcome to the furious side of Billie, it's not exactly paradise huh..." mike said.

"How often does this happen?" I asked.
"Well I haven't seen him that mad since is dad died and that was a long time ago." He said sounding almost heartbroken.

"I'm gonna go check on him." I said staring to walk away but feeling a hand in my shoulder stopping me.

"Don't do that... give him like 10 minutes to cool down then go see him." I decided to listen to Mike he seemed to know what was best.

   10 minutes later

"I'm gonna go check on him now." I said getting off the couch. He nodded but soon spoke.

"He might lash out, and if anything happens, seriously I mean anything come get me right away." Mike said kind of scaring me, Billie wouldn't hurt me... Would he?

"H-he's not gonna hurt me is he?" I asked

"I don't think he will no, but you never know what he could do when he acts like this... actually I'm just gonna stand in the the hallway but if I hear anything that freaks me out then I'm coming in there." Mike said.

I nodded and walked upstairs and peeked through my bedroom door to see Billie on the floor with just his pants on sobbing uncontrollably and breathing rapidly.

I opened the door and ran to his side. He quickly backed away as if he were afraid.
"Billie it's just me it's okay." I said trying not to sound frantic. It soon became clear to me what was happening.

He was having a panic attack, a very bad one at that. He stared at me with tears in his eyes. I scooted to him slowly. His hands were placed on the floor and I slowly put my hand on his. He looked down and I couldn't make out bis expression.

"I-I'm scared! I c-can't breathe" He spoke. I grabbed his hand. I didn't know what to do. It hurt to see him like this. He was so weak so...broken.