So Everybody Loves You

Billie Joe's POV

It had been another long day at the studio. Last night, Adeline picked me up from the bar again. It's not the first time though. The first time was when I called her at almost 3:15 AM asking for a ride. I'm surprised I can remember that I was so drunk. Anyway, I'm sitting at the bar again right now trying to get this kid Joe to get me some drinks and for some reason or another, he won't. "Billie, I'd love to man. You're one of my best customers. But I was told not to." "What? By who? Who wold say such a thing?" I asked, astonished. "Actually, your girl did the night she came to pick you up." "Seriously?" "Yes. She asked me not to let you get drunk anymore when I'm on the clock." "Okay well then, there's your key words, don't let him get drunk, I won't get drunk, just let me have a few." I compromised. "I dunno about this Billie." "Ah common Joe! I'll even pay ya a little extra cash! How's 'at sound?" He thought it over for a minute. "I was never here." He said reaching under the counter to grab the usual. "Thanks man." I grinned. "Ya know she's gonna get sick of this sooner or later Billie Joe." "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You sound like Mike, Tre, and Brittney now. They all keep telling me that." "Then don't you thank maybe you should listen to them?" I thought about it for a second. "Nah. Not right now anyway. I'm fine! I'm not an alcoholic!" He just shook his head. Well, before ya know it, a few beers became a lot more. Talking Joe into it wasn't all that hard. He just lectured me to death. Pretty soon I was drunk again. "Hey, aren't you Billie Joe Armstrong. That guy from Green Day?" Some girl asked, sitting down on a bar stool next to me. "Yesh. I am. Why?" "You're super cute." She grinned. She wasn't so bad her self. Wait. I think I recognized this girl from somewhere. "S-Sanity?" I asked. "That's me Billie." She grinned. "Didn't your family move away?" "Yes, but I came back around." She said proudly. She was about eighteen now, I'd say. She had to be, or she wouldn't be in this club. "I believe we have some unfinished business we never took care of." She said. "Oh really? And what would that be?" I asked. I just had to ask. A moment that would change my life forever. I seem to do that a lot. Cause something that would cause a drastic impact on my life. "Well, like this." She stated simply. I gave her a confused and questioning look that was soon became a look of shock when she leaned forward, locked her arms around my neck, and pressed her lips against mine. She was a fierce little girl. I was drunk. That was no excuse. Adeline was worried. It was almost 4:00 AM.

Adeline's POV

I hadn't fallen asleep all night tonight. I was too busy sitting up thinking about Billie Joe. He'd been doing this for months now. He'd forgotten Melanie's sixth birthday because of it after I'd reminded him the same morning. He'd forgotten the two year anniversary of the day we got together because of this. And the last call I'd received from him, was at 12:00 PM today, telling me he was on his lunch break and he just called to tell me they'd be working late again and he wouldn't be home till 2:00 in the morning or later. As I was sitting on the couch flipping through channels and thinking of Billie Joe, I came across the Country Music Video channel. Okay, now I know I'm usually into the whole rock and roll head bangin' thing, but just as I was about to change the channel, I stopped. Something the singer's voice said caught my attention and immediately reminded me of Billie Joe. Lee Ann Womack sang, "I bet you're in a bar, listening to a cheatin' song. Glass of Johnny Walker Red, with no one to take ya home. Their probably closing down. Saying 'no more alcohol. I bet you're in a bar. Cause I'm always your last call." I looked down and couldn't help but feel tears sting the back of my eyes as every word she said was true. I just hope the very last verse of that song wasn't true. The last part that I heard that night. I quickly wiped away the tears and turned it back to the Fuse channel after the song went off. Evanescence's Call Me When You're Sober was playing. Were these people trying to tell me something? I got up from the couch turning off the TV and slipping on my shoes. Jacoby was now ten, I'm pretty sure he'd do okay if he woke up and found me gone. I'd leave a note telling him I went to pick up Daddy. That'd be okay. I'd lock 'em in too. They'd be fine for a few minutes. I drove to the bar in silence listening to the radio flipping through stations when I came across that song again, and couldn't help but stop there. "I bet you're in a bar Billie Joe." I whispered to myself. I parked the car in the usual parking place and walked up to the doors. But as soon as I walked through them, my heart fell to the ground. I immediately regretted coming to pick Billie Joe up with out hearing from him first. My eyes drifted up and behind the counter and met the eyes of the bartender's. Joe. I remember his name. He gave me a look as if to say I'm sorry. Probably for giving into Billie Joe and giving him beer after I'd asked him not to. But that's not what broke my heart. The sight before my very eyes is what broke my heart into. Billie Joe was sitting here kissing on another woman. And that made my stomach turn. It made me sick. I grabbed my stomach and turned and ran from the bar. I ran to my car. I got in, locked the door, and drove off. I wanted to cry, throw up, go back and scream at him, punch her in the face, hit him, yell at Joe for giving him beer, do all at this all at once but all I did was drive. I drove home. And when I got there, I was greeted by Jacoby. "Hey mom. Where's Dad?" I stared back at my child as I leaned against the door with my hands over my stomach which was now starting to grow. How could he do this to me? How could he do this? Especially now?!

Billie Joe's POV

I let Sanity get the best of me. I let the alcohol get the best of me. And now my life could possibly be ruined forever. I heard the doors to the bar open. I knew I was kissing her back. Why didn't I just shove her away? It wasn't that hard. But it felt like it. I could see her out of the corner of my eye. She was hurt, shocked, it killed her. So why did I continue? I was drunk. I'm an idiot. I saw her look up at Joe, he no doubt was looking back. She turned and ran. She flew from there as fast as she could. What brought me back to the real world was Joe yelling at me. Telling me how stupid I was. Asking me how I could do that to her after everything she's gone through with me. And he was right. I knew he was. They all were. Mike, Tre, Brittney, Joe, all of 'em. I was too stupid to listen. Why, dear God, didn't I listen to somebody when I had the chance? Now it was probably too late. But I had to find out. I pushed Sanity away from me. "What's wrong with you?" She asked, shocked. "I have to go. I could have just ruined my future, and it's all your fault!" I pointed at her accusingly. Of course it wasn't all her fault. It was my fault too. I shouldn't have let alcohol get the best of me, I shouldn't have let her get the best of me. But I did. And I messed up. I ran into the parking lot and got into my car. drunk or not, I was driving. I practically sped the entire way home, almost got pulled over by the cops once, but lost 'em and ran into the house as fast as I could. By the time I found Adeline, she was upstairs packing. Packing? This was her house. She could just throw me out. "Adeline. Baby look. I'm so sorry. I know what you saw in the bar okay, and I know it looks bad but-" "Save it Billie Joe. Save it. I don't even wanna hear it. I know you're a rock star okay? I know you have a job to do. That's understandable. I knew the consequences when I got with you. But nothing, no on ever said that you'd become an alcoholic, that you'd live in the bar every night, that you'd end up forgetting the baby's birthdays, that you forget our anniversary, you'd get your finace' pregnant, and then go and kiss all over some other woman after you swore to me, Billie Joe Armstrong, that you would never do such a thing and I actually had faith enough in you to believe you. No one ever said that you would become a different person just because life gets hard sometimes Billie Joe. So save it for the next girl who come along. I don't need to put up with this. I don't need to, I don't have to, and I'm not going to." She said, all the while throwing everything in suitcases. Going from room to room, packing Jacoby, Maria, and now she was working on Melanie's things. This was killing me. It felt like there was gonna be an explosion in my chest. Like my heart was gonna explode into a million bits if she really left. "You can't leave me. You can't take these kids away from me. And Melanie's mine. I adopted her Adeline." "Oh come on Billie Joe are you really that shallow? You're a drunken rock star who's soon gonna be touring. I'm a mother who's been parenting kids for the last ten years! Who do you really think could take better care of Melanie?" I hung my head. She was right. The kids were all up now, wide eyed and knew everything of what was going on.

"Daddy? Is Mommy really leaving with us?" Melanie asked, sitting in my lap as I was sitting in a chair in the living room a short while later. I wrapped her in my arms and held her tight. "I guess so baby. And I can't blame her. It's my fault, so we can't be mad at Mommy. If you ever feel the need to be mad at anybody, be mad at me. I love you baby girl. I really do. Just know that okay?" She nodded. "I love you too Daddy." She hugged me once more. Maria and Jacoby came in the room a few minutes later. Jacoby looked angry. Maria looked confused. I expected it though. Nothing less. I walked over and hugged Maria, kneeling down in front of her so I was eye level with her. "I'll always love you no matter what Maria. Just know that okay?" She just nodded and my heart broke a little more. I went to hug Jacoby but he pulled away. "You shouldn't have hurt Mom. You shouldn't have hurt her this way and we wouldn't have to leave! I loved it here! I loved you!" He yelled. My heart broke even more. "I know Jacoby. And I'm sorry, and I know that doesn't fix anything. But trust me, if I could redo it I would." "But you can't! You can't! You shouldn't have done it in the first place!" "I'm sorry." Was all I could say. Adeline walked in the room then setting the last of their suitcases out. It was early morning now. Mike, Brittney, Tre, Rosa. Everyone was here for this. Adie too. She couldn't believe her eyes. "Come on babies, it's time to go." She said, glaring at me. I didn't blame her. Not in the least. I deserved it. But I never wanted it to happen. I should've just listened to everyone when they tried to make me realize what was gonna happen if I didn't change my ways. But I was stupid. I walked up to Adeline. "Can I-Can I just hug you. One last time?" I asked her a little nervous. She was stiff at first but gave in. She reached out and I pulled her to me. I needed to remember this one. Because I had a feeling this would be the last hug I'd ever get to give my precious Adeline. I held onto her tightly and didn't want to let her go. But she pulled way letting her hands slide down to mine and when she pulled them away, she left something in my right hand. I waited until I watched them go out the door until I saw what was in my hand. It was the engagement ring I gave to her a few months ago. Before I'd become a heavy drinker, alcoholic, call it what you will. But it broke my heart to look at that ring today, and see it in my hand, instead of on her finger.

Flashback

I had just come home from work one night. It was almost midnight. She looked sad. Depressed. I hadn't had any alcohol tonight, but I did stop into the bar to talk to Joe about my decision. He said I was crazy but brilliant at the same time. So I walked over to her and asked her why she was so sad. She said it was me. She was worried about me. Because I'd been drinking lately, huh, and that was before I started drinking heavy. I smiled at her reassuringly and told her I had something to ask her. She sat still looking sad but curious now. I got down on one knee before her and pulled out a soft black velvet box with a little red bow on the front. She immediately gasped and her hand flew up to her heart. I opened the box to reveal the gorgeous ring to her, and say whatever came to mind. "Adeline, I've loved you since the very first moment I saw you when you answered the door and you were standing there in your Green Day robe with your hair sticking out of odd directions in a pony tail. I fell in love with your kids as well, the minute I saw them. I adore all of you, and I would go to the ends of the earth to keep you all safe and in my arms. I've never wanted anything more than to be able to call you my wife Adeline. So would you do me that honor. And where this ring? Will you marry me Adeline?" She laughed, she cried, she threw her arms around me and kissed me. She said yes. And I slipped the ring on her beautiful finger. It was perfect, A beautiful ring for a beautiful girl. Not long after, we found out she was pregnant. By that time, unfortunately, I had started becoming a 'heavy drinker.'

End Flashback

Adeline's POV

I drove on. Despite the tears that were forcing their way into my eyes. I drove on and on. I was headed to anywhere but where I was. And as I drove, the ending verse lyrics to Lee Ann Womack's song came back to my head one more time. "I don't need to check that message. I know what it says. 'Baby I still love you.' Don't mean nothing when there's whiskey on your breath. So if you're callin', I bet you're in a bar. Listening to a cheatin' song. Glas of Johnny Walker Red, with no one to take you home. Their probably closing down. Saying no more alcohol. I bet you're in a bar. Cause I'm always your last-Call me crazy, but I think maybe. We've had our last call. I bet you're in a bar. It's always the same old song. And that Johnny Walker Red. By now it's almost gone. But baby I won't be there, to catch you when you fall. I bet you're in a bar. Cause I'm always your last call." And I'd hoped those ending lyrics wouldn't mean a thing. They wouldn't fit Billie Joe actions at all. I bit my lip and squeezed my eyes shut for a mere second and reopened them for fear of causing a wreck. I couldn't get him out of my head. But I couldn't just stick around and put up with it either. I looked up at the sign that read, 'North Carolina Exit 86'. And that was the night I found no return from 86. So I drove on.

Billie's POV

What was I going to do without them? They were my world. She was my world. And now she was gone. I had to get her back somehow. I just had to. I don't care if takes days, weeks, months, years. I'd get her back. I'd make sure of that. Watch me. People say Billie Joe Armstrong always gets what he wants because he's famous. They're wrong. Billie Joe Armstrong always gets what he wants because he's determined. I love Her. I need Her. I can't live without Her. I'm sorry. Watch me.