Wait.... My dad is Billie?
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  • Reads 33,031
  • Votes 937
  • Parts 34
  • Time 1h 13m
Complete, First published Nov 29, 2015
Mature
Once a 14 year old girl finds out that her mom has died as a result of fighting cancer, she is forced to live with her dad who left her before she was born.




Inspired by all of the "he's my dad?!?" Type of fanfics


**UNDERGOING EDITING! ALSO, THIS STORY KINDA SUCKS. I WROTE IT WHEN I WAS 12, SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK**
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"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 nervously. He looked up at me with his green eyes only for a split second, soon looking back down. Like he feared I would see the pain painted behind his jade green orbs. But if he already knew I had already saw it. "Both." He said, finally looking up at me. That's when I noticed the pool of tears for everything that he had left unspoken, with one blink they would be running down his cheeks. And I hope he didn't let them, because I couldn't see him cry. "I love you, and it's killing me." I bit my lip painfully trying to stop myself from crying. He was the right one, my heart told me when my eyes first landed on him. But he wasn't mine, and that tore me up. Because I craved him to be. I sighed, "you're breaking my heart billie." I whispered, watching the tears roll down his dull face. "I love you. And loving you feels like some sort of self destruction when I'm not suppose to but my god armstrong I love you." I sobbed. It seems to be that love could be labelled poison and we would drink it anyways. I looked at him, the sadness in his eyes felt like it was tearing me up from the inside starting with the heart. But I felt guilty to look away. "But you know we shouldn't." I said Painfully, he nodded biting his lip. "We should only be friends." "But friends don't look at each other the way we do." And I needed him, he was my life line. And he told me he needed me, he said I was his sanity. But although it felt we lived worlds against each other, one thing we both knew was. 'I'm fine.' Sounds the same. Even when it's not true ----------------- She loved him more than he would ever know. And he loved her more than he would ever show. What a tragedy. (Little spoiler, but it does end happily I promise.)
Pulling Teeth(a billie joe armstrong story) by greendaysmylove_21
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At 15, Berekly teen Maxine makes a daring escape from her abusive adoptive parents, armed with only a few clothes, a charger, her phone, and her treasured guitar-a symbol of her resilience. As she struggles to forge a new life, she uncovers a startling truth while hiding out with her friends: she is the long-lost daughter of rock legend Billie Joe Armstrong. When Billie and his wife learn of Maxine's existence, they are determined to bring her into their family. Despite their initial excitement, they soon realize that Maxine's past is riddled with trauma and emotional scars that threaten to overshadow their newfound bond. With the support of Mike and his wife, Brittney, along with Tre and his wife, they form a tight-knit network dedicated to helping Maxine heal. As Maxine begins to navigate her new reality, she grapples with feelings of unworthiness and fear. Billie, who has always been her hero, becomes a guiding light in her life, showing her that love can triumph over pain. Together, they embark on a transformative journey, filled with moments of laughter, heartbreak, and the slow process of building trust. "Pulling Teeth" is a poignant exploration of family, resilience, and the power of love. It delves into the challenges of overcoming a painful past while emphasizing the importance of support and connection in rebuilding one's life. As Billie and his wife step into their roles as parents, they learn that healing is a journey best taken together, proving that even the deepest wounds can mend with time and love. (sidenote: tre's wife and billie's wife are old ocs from two different fanfics! thats why they arent listed here!!!)
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes