Billie
I drink my beer, listening to Gwen's soft and beautiful voice, say words. Sometimes, I didn't know what she was talking about as I had drifted off into a daydream like state. Mike and Trè spoke to her quite a bit. Then, Trè picked up on how quite I was. "Billie, come on. At least speak to her. She isn't like Amanda." He said. I got defensive. "Don't say that about Amanda!!" I said. "But Bill sh-" Trè started but I cut him off. "No! Trè no!" I said and got up and walked out.
I stood outside of the cafè, embarrassed and felt like I'd fucked every chance I had with Gwen up. I sighed and started walking home when a soft, sweet, female voice called over to me. I turn around and it was Gwen. "Hey, Billie Joe. C'mere." She said and I approached her, slowly.
"Would you like to, um, have coffee with me? Tomorrow at 2:30pm?" She asked. I nodded at look at her, I was blushing wildly. "S-Sure! Um, is this a date?" I asked. She shrugged. "I-I dunno. If you want it to be." She said and I nodded. She handed me a napkin with her number on it. Holy shit. (Napkin idea from Revolutionofsuburbia )
We parted ways and when I got home, I had the task of dumping Amanda. Something I truly wanted to do but didn't have the courage until now.
I sat her down on the bed and started talking. "Look, babe, I don't think we should be together anymore. It's not right for us y'know?" I tried to be sweet with it but... She just beat me up and kicked me out, throwing my Blue at me. Luckily I caught her and started walking to Mike's, crying.
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Black Blood {Green Day Fanfiction}
FanfictionAmanda is the one making Billie miserable. Why can't he just dump her and move on? Because he loves her but she doesn't love him back. She calls him names and evidently wants him to kill himself. She goes to every length to insult him. What happens...
