What a tragedy // Billie Joe Armstrong

[7] i like that

"Why would you do that!" He shouted at me jumping up from his chair and grabbing the sweeping brush that leaned against the kitchen wall.

"I don't know!" I said looking down at the smashed glass on the floor, then back up at Billie.

He rolled his eyes as he came over to where the smashed glass was and instructed me to move, but to try not to stand on any. Then swept it all up and put it into the bin.

"Sorry..." I said quietly as he sat back down. He laughed softly at me and smiled.

"I just don't know why you did that."

What did I do? Well me and Billie were having a normal conversation. But then... it went silent. It was so awkward and so quiet it hurt my ears. And that's when I realised how deafening silence is. It makes you hear things you know aren't there because your minds trying to fill the void. So I did the only reasonable thing, I threw my cup on the floor as it smashed. Which did what I needed it to: stopped the silence.

"I don't know, guess it just slipped out my hand."

"Slipped? Are you kidding Payton? I was sat right here while I watched you forcefully throw it on to the floor." He laughed again. "But, why did you even do that? You just threw it out of nowhere."

"I guess it was the silence," I said quietly, "it was just scaring me. So I got rid of it."

He sighed and then looked back up at me, as he softly chuckled to himself.

"What?" I asked confused.

"What am I gonna do with you."

~

"When does she get back?" He asked me as we sat in my room.

"She won't be back until tomorrow morning."

"Where is she?"

"Business trip."

"Awesome."

I looked out the window, it was getting late. Like dark late. But I had a bigger problem. I didn't want Billie to go. But it's not like I could tell him that is it? I mean, he's not even supposed to be here right now. If my mom found out he was here it would cost me my life.

"I should probably head back home," he said as he got up and walked over to his shoes he placed at the bedroom door. "Before it gets any darker."

I just bit my lip as I watched him tie his converse. I didn't wanna say goodbye.

I don't wanna say goodbye.

I don't want to either. But what can you do I guess.

Ask him to stay.

Are you crazy?

Just ask him to stay the night.

What and where will he stop?

Well, you can sleep In Addison's bed like you mostly do anyway, and he can have your bed for the night.

You're right.

I really hate to say it... but I told you so.

Shut up.

"Payton?" He said as he waved a hand in my face confused. I shook my head and looked up at him. I must have zoned out arguing with myself while he was trying to talk to me, that's embarrassing. But I guess nothing gets more embarrassing them smashing a cup for no reason just so things aren't quite huh?

"Billie," I said. "I have a problem."

"What? What is it? Are you okay?"

"I don't think I want you to go."