Tragedy(Billie Joe Armstrong) (#Wattys2018)

Chapter 30: She

Billie's POV

"Wake up," Bandit pushed me.

"What?" I groaned.

"You're a blanket hog!" She said.

"Sorry," I said and shut my eyes again. I felt her pull some of the blankets towards her and then I fell back asleep.

~

I heard Bandit breathing heavily. I opened my eyes sat up. She was facing the opposite of me. "Bandit," I rubbed her shoulder. She jolted awake, he breathing was still heavy. "Shh, shh," I rubbed her back. "Nightmare again?" I asked.

"Yeah," she breathed and sat up against the pillows.

"You've been having them a lot," I pointed out.

"I know," she rolled her eyes. "It's all the same, every time."

"Why won't you tell me?" I looked at her.

"It's too hard, it takes my reality and twists it into what is now my worst fear, that's all I can really say," she gripped her wrist.

"I'm sorry," I sighed.

"Don't be," she said blankly.

"Too late," I retorted. "Are you going to be able to fall back asleep?"

"Yeah, I'm too exhausted not to," she let out a weak laugh.

"Okay good, I would've offered to stay up with you but I'm exhausted myself," I told her.

"Why are you so tired today? I know you did a lot but usually you aren't this tired," she looked up at me.

"I haven't slept the past two days," I admitted.

"Why?" She looked concerned.

"Just couldn't sleep, every thought in the world went through my head," I shrugged.

"You can always call me, I won't care," she told me. "Or wake me up." We each let out a small laugh at that statement.

"It's dawn," I said seeing the light beginning to peer through the window.

"So we've gotten four hours of sleep," she nodded.

"And that means I'm getting at least five more," I laid back down.

"Me too," she yawned and did the same.

~

I woke up to the blinding light in the room. I looked at the clock on the nightstand, it read "12:56". I could sleep for another three years I think.

I rolled back over in front of a sleeping Bandit. If only she'd tell me what's wrong. I wish I could help her. She's still a huge mystery to me. Will she ever actually tell me?

"Bandit," I whispered. "Bandit..." I said.

"What?" She moaned.

"Time to wake up Sleeping Beauty," I told her.

"If I'm Sleeping Beauty then I am taking the option of sleeping forever," she mumbled.

"Don't make me kiss you awake," I laughed.

"You're not a prince," she argued.

"Then your not Sleeping Beauty," I returned.

"True, I'm asleep, but I am not beauty," she opened her eyes.

I can beg to differ with that, "lies." She gave me a smile and shook her head. "Pancakes? If we have any."

"Yes," she jumped out of bed. I followed her out to the kitchen and she raided my kitchen. "Found it!" She grinned. I just laughed at her as I walked up to the counter. "Take this," she handed me the box then grabbed a bowl and the rest of the ingredients. "Hey Billie!" She said.