What a tragedy // Billie Joe Armstrong

[33] change of plans

I brought the last of my bags out the house and dropped them on the front garden as my mom came out of the building. She shut the door behind herself and walked straight past me opening the boot of her car before looking back at me.

He's gonna pull up any minute.

"Get them in the boot then." She bluntly demanded me looking down at my bags.

I heard a faint noise of music before billies car came into sight with the windows rolled down and music on the radio up as high as he could get it.

I smiled to myself as I picked up two bags. My mom looked over at his car as he swiftly parked it behind hers and jumped out. "Need a hand with those bags m'lady?" He confidently asked pretending to bow.

Once my mom saw who it was her eyes flew back to me. She was both shocked and angry. "What's going on here!" She shouted over to me through gritted teeth as Billie walked over and picked up some bags on the floor ignoring her and putting them in his car.

Don't show her your nervous, that's what she wants.

"Well..." I grinned a little. "There's been a change of plans," I told her before dropping one of the bags in my hand, which Billie picked up afterwards and put it into the car, and pulled out the black key from my back Jean pocket as I held it up.

"Where did you get that from!" She barked. Billie took the last bag from my hand and began to take it to the car.

"I may have found it,"

She began to march over to me as from the corner of my eye I saw Billie drop my bag quickly and run over. He stood himself right in front of me. Shielding me. Protecting me. As a dog would when it thinks it's owner is exposed to danger.

"Get away from my daughter now," she hissed to him. Annoyed.

I bit my lip nervously as Billie didn't flinch. He didn't turn his face away or move back. He stayed where his feet were planted to the ground and stood as tall as he could before crossing his arms and replying to her.

"No can do Miss Ives,"

"I said MOVE!"

again, he didn't flinch. She wasn't scaring him. And that annoyed her more.

I saw another familiar looking vehicle pull up behind billies parked car. And the three of us turned our attention to it.

I saw Mike's goofy smile in the window before he jumped out his truck. Getting out of the other side was Tre, and out the back came Addison and Violet. They all smiled to me before walking over, mike picked up the bag Billie dropped and put it in billies boot before lifting down the door.

They weren't close to Billie, my mom and I. They were at the bottom of the garden. But they were still there.

"All your bags ready?" Tre asked from up the garden. I had never been more appreciative of them than I was right now.

I walked over to them and moved from being behind Billie as I nodded. "Yep, all in the car ready to go,"

Billie however, didn't move. He was still stood facing my mom. And my mom didn't move either.

But one of them had to back down. And I wasn't completely sure whom.

I've never seen my mom walk away. I don't think she had it in her.

But Billie didn't look scared or intimidated by her one bit. And I was scared for him. He already hated her enough.

"You're making a big mistake Billie Joe," she mumbled to him in a low and angry tone. She pulled one of those sarcastic smiles that always made me feel sick. It was such a sinister look. She must be evil.