"You heard me!" She shouted.
"But mom! I'm old enough to look after my self. Why would I possibly need a baby sitter!"
"You'll have a baby sitter because I don't trust you!"
"This is stupid!"
"That's it! You're grounded again."
"You can't just keep grounding me randomly!" I shouted at my mom.
"Randomly!? You know exactly why you've been grounded again!"
"No, I do not!"
"Carry on with that attitude!" She warned. I sighed.
"What did I do?" I asked in a normal speaking tone.
"I'm sick of you're attitude towards me, you've been going out so much this week who on earth are you going out with!"
"Just my Friends!"
"You make sure you keep a hoodie on."
"I wouldn't have to if you didn't hit me," I muttered walking away.
"What!?"
"Nothing!" I said quickly running up the stairs. I walked into my room as I dropped on to my bed.
"This is so stupid." I sighed sitting on the end of my bed as I kicked a cup across the floor.
Why do I even try? Why don't I just say: fuck it. Do something completely stupid and say salut to another state? Why don't I just leave this life behind and start a new life somewhere completely different without her?
Because although I could leave behind my mom, and the shitty school, the stupid people in it,
Tap tap. I walked over to the window and opened it. "Billie?"
I couldn't say goodbye to him.
"Payt!" He smiled.
I couldn't leave that smile behind.
"What an earth are you doing here?" I asked him confused.
Because we both went through the same thing.
"You wanna come watch Me, Mike and Tre preform?"
We both went through it together.
"Billie, I can't really watch band practice right about now."
He was and is the only reason I'm still trying to stay here. But I don't know how long I can carry this on until I fuck up again.
"No," he laughed. "It's not band practice. We're performing at Gilman."
"Where?"
"Gilman, we're performing there later. You're gonna be there right?"
"Actually Billie I'm grounded again." I sighed.
He looked up at me for a moment confused. His black eye was still there, but beginning to fade. "You're just saying that."
"I'm not, my mom just grounded me for a week."
"Isn't your mom going tonight for a Business Trip?" He asked me. "We can just sneak you out."
"Actually," I started nervously. "We have a new problem."
"Which is?"
"My moms getting me a baby sitter for tonight."
He cringed. "Fuck."
YOU ARE READING
What a tragedy // Billie Joe Armstrong
Fanfic"I write best when I'm falling in love, or falling apart." He muttered to himself, his gaze was on the guitar he had gently settled into his lap as he traced over the initials 'BJ' on it with his index finger. "Which one is it right now?" I asked n...
