August 12th,
New School. More like a new hell hole to me. So many preppy kids at this place waiting to get their prissy, rich asses beat. The only person helping me keep my sanity in this school is my previous best friend, now boyfriend, Mike. Well, I think he's my boyfriend I don't really know anymore. Especially because of the way he treats me. One moment hes calling me a "worthless punk", Like my stepfather used to do, And next moment he's cuddling, loving on me and drowning me in gifts. I keep staying with that guy I feel like he's gonna drown me in a lot more than gifts. everyone I know says I should leave him of course, but when I do where would I go? i mean, I live in his house with him, even though I go to high school, I don't know who I would go to. its not like I have any friends in this shitty school anyway. Well, I mean. There is one kid. That I can't for some reason get out of my fucking mind. He's the sorta preppy, silent type I suppose. He has electric green hair and always wears that stupid....but...cute...pastel pink shirt. ugh...he probably doesn't even know I exist but I always wanted to get to know more about him. I think his name is Frank..? But everyone seems to call him Tré. I guess.
"B-Billie..?" said a small voice.
"Huh.." I looked up from my notebook.
'shit, its him.'
"Your name is Billie, Right?" He said with more confidence, a smile, and a slight chuckle.
"U-Um..." I put my red journal, Or "Diary" as some ignorant dick-wads would call it, into my bag.
"I mean Yeah. sorry you caught me off guard...You're frank right?"
"Please call me Tré."
He put his hand up for a handshake and I started to blush.
'What the fuck is wrong with me.'
I shake his hand.
'God, I'm a little sweaty. I really hope he doesn't notice..'
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need // Green Day fan fic ((EDITING))
Fanfiction"Billie, he may want you, but I need you..." - - - trillie angst/fluff story - - - warning: has swearing, abuse, and rape. - - - - 🌸🌸🌸🌸 -------------------- #2 in trillie and #29 in green day <3
