Tré had sworn that he would ignore Billie what so ever unless there's a concert ad that he has to. Tré has been my rock ever since...y'know. I don't think Mike knows what's going on but he's been real kind to me. I feel like my heart had melted into black blood and is flowing right out of my body. I told Billie everything...even about being raped. He made me feel safe. But now that he had kissed another girl, I just want to cut myself more. But sadly I didn't bring my razor with me. I stayed in Tré's hotel room last night. Tré just kept looking after me. He was so thoughtful. I just thought punk love just roll with things like this. Just like being like 'whatever' and stuff. I mean, I'm punk,but I just haven't experienced punk love before...I seriously have to get used to punk love. I don't even know the girls name that made out with Billie...eh...I'll just call her whatsername for now... Every once and a while I would cry suddenly,thinking about the good times I had with Billie and how he took care of me at the hospital.
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It's 1:38pm and the concert starts at 5. I didn't want to watch the concert but I also wanted to stay with Tré. Tré...uh...his name...it's gorgeous...and his eyes just helped me escape! No secrets or problems inside... I just want to hu- OH NO...I'm having the tingling in my mkstomach again...the same one I had when I first started to like Billie...
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Getting Used To Punk Love
FanfictionA girl named Sunday had to take her 14 year old sister,Ally,out to a Green Day concert. Sunday wasn't really a fan until the lead singer,Billie, bumped into Sunday. (Literally.) Sunday and Billie became an idem until a girl named 80 came along. Tré...
