The Day Billie Joe Armstrong Died

Chapter 4 - Reality Check

Chapter 4 is here! Not much things happening here, but you get som info abut Alex's family and see Billie Joe and Jen connecting. Enjoy! 

''Aaaw, turn off the lights for God sake!'' I complained and changed my side in my bed. The sun was shining through my window; it was what you call a perfect day. Birds where singing, blue sky and no clouds. It was hateful. I took my pillow over my head and wanted to disappear. Then I suddenly remembered, Billie Joe. I looked around my room from under my pillow like a scared animal. Hm, like I thought. No one there. It was a dream. Like something cool could happen to me. Then I remembered, Billie Joe was dead. Fuuck. I glanced at my clock, it was 12:47 pm. I guess mom let me sleep, she understood.

I forced myself up from the bed, grabbed some pants, and my favorite Green Day singlet. I eyed the singlet before I picked it up. It felt weird taking it on, knowing that the leader of the band I'm wearing right now, is dead. I fell down in my bed again. Closed my eyes and was on my way to break into a cry when I heard a noise. I opened my eyes, and what met me. Billie Joe had popped up in my chair, staring at the computer. Shit, it wasn't a dream. ''Guess it wasn't a dream after all...'' I pointed out. Billie looked at me, smiled and nodded. ''Guess not, unfortunately'' he said and sighted. ''No offense! Sorry, that sounded so mean. But.. y'know what I mean'' his voice still sound like whispering in my ears. I smiled as my answer. 

''You want to check the news, right?'' I asked even though I knew the answer. He nodded. I turned on the computer and looked over the news. Same as yesterday, however, the article I read yesterday about the doctors being the reason Billie Joe had died was gone. Luckily, I had saved the article on word. ''Nothing new'' I said while staring at the screen. Billie popped out next to my door, ''aren't you hungry?'' he smiled. ''Guess I am'' I walked towards the door and up to the living room. Dad was at work, despite the fact that it's vacation, Billie was not there either. Probably with his friends. He's much more social than me. I've had some problems with gaining friends, I had a tough time at school, and now in High School it's still a problem. My thoughts were interrupted by my mom, ''Honey? Are you hungry? I've made you some bacon'' I smiled, ''She knows me'' I whispered to Billie Joe. He smiled and popped up in the kitchen, right next to my mom. ''Oh shit, well mom I can explain! It's his gho-'' I thought my mom could see Billie Joe, but she had turned around with her well known coffee in her hand staring weird at me. ''Explain what?'' she asked curious. ''Oh nothing..'' I mumbled. ''I know it was tough yesterday, and we had a talk with Billie'' mom started, Billie Joe had reacted when my mom mentioned ''Billie''. I stared at him and gave him a smile. Mom stared at me, then at where I was staring. ''What are you looking at?'' She looked curiously at me, a bit scared. ''Hm? Nothing'' I got the juice out of the refrigerator. She continued, ''I know it might not be easy, to cope with Billie Joe's death. But take your time; I'm here for you no matter what. I know he meant a lot to you'' She finished by taking a sip of her coffee. Billie Joe looked at me from the window. He popped up next to me, I jumped and dropped my bacon. ''Fuck.. Stop doing that!'' I whispered angrily, ''What?'' my mom said with her mouth full of food. ''Nothing!" I said smiling. I stared irritated at Billie. He smiled at me, like he knew how much I loved Green Day and well, him. I chose to ignore him. And therefor he popped away. 

''You where gone quite some time, Alex'' Billie Joe said. It sounded weird, he called me by my name. I liked it.  ''Had a talk with my mom'' I said, with no intentions of saying what the conversation was about. ''Oh, about what?'' He smirked. I didn't answer. He was admiring my Green Day wall. ''You got all our cd’s'' he marked. He hovered his hand over the cd’s, like he wanted to touch them, or hold them. I sat down next to him. I nodded. ''How did you become a fan?'' he asked still mesmerized by the cd’s. ''My mom introduced them to me when I was around 8 or 9 I years old I think'' I answered staring at him. He looked back at me. ''And now your.. what, 17?'' He asked, ''16'' I corrected him. ''Your mom mention that you might have a hard time with my ... passing.'' he said, looking back at the cd’s. ''I don't want to talk about it right now'' I said and sat down on my bed. ''How do I get into your hospital room?'' I asked avoiding the subject, Billie got up and looked out the window. The weather was still perfect, no clouds in the sky. Ha, reminded me about Trè Cool from ''Bullet in a Bible'' Wonder how Trè and Mike are doing now. I didn't want to ask him. I want to have him in a good mood. ''Well, you said that Adri- we didn't live far from here. You have to go there and talk to her'' He avoid saying her name, I get that. I shook my head. ''Like I'll manage that, she will never believe me anyway!'' I replied. He scratched his head. ''Hmm, well I'll help you. You have to make her believe you, and help you into the hospital room'' He looked intense into the air. ''Fine, then what are we waiting for?'' I said, trying to sound cheerful.