Saved: A New Beginning//Sequel to Saved

A Lost Cause

As soon as we all walk into the house, Tré grabs me and throws me over his left shoulder. He spins around as I laugh and ask him to put me down. "Tré, please stop spinning her around. She'll get sick," Billie says, a stressed but happy expression on his face. Tré puts me down and I try to stand straight, but tip back and forth, almost falling each time. I'm still laughing, and I'm really dizzy. I finally get a hold of my balance only to find Mike and Tré tackling Billie to the ground and Jake and Joey slowly joining in. I looked at Adie and then at the dog pile, pretty much asking if I could join. She laughed and motioned her head to all of the boys. I jumped on top of them as we all laughed heavily. "Oh my god.... I...can't b...breathe," Billie laughs out underneath all of us. I get off of everyone and start heading up to my room, trying to avoid any emotional conversation. "Chelsea," Adie and Billie  call me back in unison. I flinch and turn back around. Jake and Joey walk by and I hear Joey say, "Good luck." While they go upstairs, I walk over to Billie and Adie.

"How are you feeling?" Billie asks sympathetically. "I'm fine," I say as I turn around to go back to my room. Adie lightly grabs my shoulder and turns me around, "Are you sure? Because you don't have to go back if you don't want to." "I'm one hundred percent positive that I'm okay," I say as I turn back around and go upstairs. "Okay," Billie mumbles, sounding defeated. 'Just leave me alone. Stop treating me like a lost cause,' I think angrily to myself. I go into my room and close my door behind me, making sure not to slam it even though I wanted to. I throw my phone onto my bed and begin to pace around my room, thinking about why I got so angry over nothing. 'They were just looking out for me, but the way they handled it. Why didn't they talk to Jake or Joey about the whole situation? They are their kids! Why did they pick me out of the bunch?! What? Am I special or something?! Why don't they fuck off!' I think to myself, but suddenly I stop pacing when I realize that I overreacted. I notice that my chest is rising and falling quickly, and my heart is pounding. I sit at the edge of my bed and look at my phone. Andy texted me.

Andy: hey! Is everything alright? That was absolutely crazy! Especially on your first day!! I hope youre ok

Me: yeah I'm fine...dont know why everyone keeps asking me tho

Andy: cuz we care about you believe it or not ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Me: welp. Gotta go

Andy: ok weirdo

I hear loud music coming from Joey's room, and decide to see what he's listening to. But as soon as I open my door, I hear the conversation downstairs. "Billie, she's a teen...all of them have attitude. Remember when we were her age. So angsty," I hear Mike say. "Yeah, remember when we got hammered and got into two fist fights the same night?" Tré describes. "Yeah, but what happened to her? Yesterday she was so happy and...herself. Now she's all upset and angry...about nothing I might add," Billie disagrees with both of them. 'I am myself!' I think to myself and continue walking to Joey's room. There's loud music playing that you could probably hear across the world. I knock on the door, even though he probably won't hear it, and walk in once he yells, "Come in!" I close the door behind me and he looks at me with confusion. "You okay?" he asks, turning down the music blasted throughout his room. "Yeah...no," I say, sitting down next to his desk chair. "I know the lockdown—" he begins. "Don't even say it. It has nothing to with that," I grumble. "Okay, never mind," he says, throwing his hands up and turning the music back up, but not nearly as loud as before. "'Cause it's not a problem of society if it don't affect me, and I feel lovely, lovely, as long as I feel lovely, yeah oh so lovely," the song goes. "What song?" I ask. "Suicidal Tendencies...but they're a bit intense, so maybe you should listen to, like, softer punk...if that's even a thing. Hey, you should listen to Dad's band!" Joey says, throwing Green Day under the (tour)bus. "Okay," I say weakly. "I'm not the boss of you...you do know that right? You can listen to Suicidal Tendencies if you want to," he says. "Okay," I say, slightly happier than before. "DAMMIT, JOEY!" we quickly turn our heads in the direction of Jake's room. "Shit," Joey mumbles, turning off the music completely. "You should really go back to your room..." he says, laughing nervously. "Is he gonna hurt you?" I ask with concern. Joey gets taken aback and looks at me with furrowed eyebrows. "No! He would never. He's my brother...sorry. I know it must've been bad..." he trails off. I huff and leave his room, angry once again. But of course, as soon as I leave his room, I come face to face with Billie.

"Hey, kiddo," he chirps happily. I fake a smile and let out a quick, "Hi." I continue to walk to my room, but hear Billie following behind me. I walk into my room and face him once he closes the door behind him. "Why are you so upset?" he asks, sounding slightly frustrated. "Because everyone keeps asking me if I'm okay, and everyone is treating me as though I would be the only one effected by this. Did you talk to Jake and Joey the way you talked to me? No. Did you call either one of them over to ask if they were okay? No. Stop treating me as though I'm a lost cause," I spat, leaving my room once again and going downstairs. I'm greeted by Mike, who asks, "Wanna go for a walk? I'm not gonna lecture you or anything; just wanna talk." I nod my head and we both leave, Mike yelling to Adie, "We'll be back in a bit!"

He better be telling the truth.

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A/N: heyyy beautiful people! Sorry it took me so long to update!! I needed to gain back my inspiration and motivation for writing again!! Again, so sorry for the overdue wait!! I hope u can all forgive me!! Anyways, I hope u enjoy this chapter! Please leave a comment and vote if you liked it! Ilyasm!! XOXO
-Victoria