my kidnapper is my savior. /Billie Joe Armstrong/ DISCONTINUED

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i took a hit of my cigarette as i gazed at the beautiful view from Billie Joe's back patio. 

i didn't mean to upset him. i snapped, i mean we all snap every once and a while. i didnt mean for that to happen. 

should i apologize to him? i know i was awfully harsh. he will probably forget about it anyways. 

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"Evelynn. Evelynn, wake up. i got you a room set up for you." i was shaken awake by Billie, just as i had gotten into deep sleep. 

"goddamn it Billie. can you just shut the fuck up and let me sleep for once in your motherfucking life?" i said, without moving a muscle. without opening my eyes to look into his.

"if you want to sleep, you can go sleep in your room. now get the hell out of mine." his stern, cruel voice made me panic. 

i've never heard him talk like that. although i know his voice is scary, i know he's being 100% serious. 

i climbed out of his California king sized bed, and followed him to where my bedroom would be.

he took me down a long hallway in his mansion, turned, and opened up a door which led to a large, beautiful room. 

but something was extremely off about this room. 

there was a king sized bed. but with chains and handcuffs attached to the headboard. 

the walls were red and the curtains and bedding were black. 

i looked around the room and saw that there were no drawers. no where to put my clothes.

no tv. nothing. just a black bed with handcuffs.

"get on the bed." Billie Joe whispered down my neck. i could tell he was angry, but im not going to be his sexual release, if thats what he wants from me.

"do you think this is Fifty Shades of Grey or something? i'm not getting on the bed. you got me fucked up." i said, but i didn't turn around. something made me fear him. my heart rate was going up just thinking about turning around and facing him.

"i didn't ask you to, i told you to. now get on the fucking bed. and thats an order." he said, getting closer and closer with each increase of his anger. 

i swallowed a huge lump in my throat, and my breathing became rapid. my heart was sinking into my chest. "i said no." i shouldn't have said no.

"you shouldn't have said no."

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