ok, heres another story i've wrote. Its called Life Is Surreal. It might be a bit confusing but it will get easier.

Chapter 1: Lets Go Back....

"....And thats when I saw her.."

"Saw who?"

"The most beautiful woman in the world...she.."

His voice trailed off. There was a pause.

"It was Adrienne, wasn't it Billie?"

Billie looked out the window, trying to hide his tears.

"Yes, Dr., her name was Adrienne..."

"Could you tell me how you met her?"

Billie quickley looked down at his sweaty hands as he twiddled his thumbs nervously. He took a deep breath and exalded

"Mr. Armstrong?"

Billie looked up at the therapist.

"Are you ready to take yourself back? Back to that place, the specific moment.....with no lies?"

Billie sighed. "Why would I lie? I didn't lie about what happened!"

The therapist sighed. "Please?"

Billie sighed. "I suppose.."

He took another breath as he started.

"It wasa nice Spring day in 1990. At the time, my band Green Day was on our first tour. We went to play in a small garage in Minneapolis, Minnesota. We were touring with some other bands and we were the finale. When we started playing, I looked into the small crowd. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a thick dreadlock. I rember glancing over and and my jaw dropping.

It was Adrienne

I rember her beautiful dreadlocks, face and shape. She looked me in the eye and my knees gave out...I felt sick...I guess I was just lovestruck...After we finsihed playing, she came up to me, asking where she could get Green Days record. I told her I didn't know and she gave me her phone number so when I did know, I could call her. We introduced ourselves and talked for a long time.....and thats how I emt Adie.."

The therapist just nodded as she scribbled notes on her paper.

"Now Billie....Who's...Billy Bisson?"

Billie Joe gave a little smirk, rembering Bisson.

He looked at Dr. Adams (the therpist) and said "he's the one"

Dr. Adams looked at Billie with questions in her eyes.

"He's the one?"

Billie looked at the therapist again and stated, "he's the murderer"

Dr. Adams sighed

"Billie, there is no proof whatsoever that Mr. Bisson killed them.

Billie shook his head "But he did" he replyed "All of them"

Dr. Adams sighed again.

"Well Mr. Armstrong, why don't you tell me the story"

"Gladly" Billie spat out, pissed at Dr. Adams for not believing him.

"Well, it was April 17,2008. Tre, Mike, Jason and I were all hanging out at one of our friends house. We were all drunk but I rember this very clearly. Our friend jason White only had a few beers so he was going to drive. As we were walking to the car, someone called my name. I looked over and it was Billy Bisson, in all his empty glory. He had bloodshot eyes and seemed very angry. He looked differnt than before but still reconizable. I laughed and said hi or something and he just went off. "You stole my fiancee'" and "You stole her you worthless piece of shit" and shit. I rember Mike coming over, pissed as hell, punching him right in the mouth. We got in the car and drove off...he must of followed us home...."

Dr. Adams, once again, scribbled on her notepad.

She looked up at Billie with no emotion.

"Mr. Armstrong" she said "no one believes this story of yours...Its to farfecthed..I'veheard this before, all the way through and it can't possibly-"

"It's true" Billie stated bluntly

She sighed again. "What have you been told about the prison?"

Billie sat up a bit, getting tense. "Well, the have told me I'm more than likely going to go there. They think i'm the murderer...but i'm not!"

Dr. Adams gave a sarcastic nod

There was another pause.

"You don't believe me either, do you?" Bille asked bitterly.

Dr. Adams looked up from her notes at Billie.

She moved some papers and replyed, "No one does..."  

--Last edited by TeenieHater86 on 2006-12-03 20:10:05 --

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lol, heres chapter 2

Chapter 2: NO ONE BELIEVES ME!

Billie gave a grunt of unsatisfaction to Dr. Adams.

"Even my own therapsit don't believe me" Billie stated

Dr. Adams looked at Billie and fixed her glasses.

"Well, Mr. Armstrong, it's to unreal"

Billie slouched a bit in his seat.

"Well, Dr. Adams, life is so surreal isn't it?" he snapped back.

She sighed as she glanced out the window. She opened her mouth to speak but her secretary walked in the door. "Dr. Adams?" she asked as she gave a worried glance to Billie Joe. Dr. Adams replied, "yes?" "Theres a phone call for you" she stated. Dr. Adams looked over at Billie.

"Take the damn call, bitch" Billie said with no hesitation.

Dr. Adams sighed at Billies rude remark and walked out the door.

Billie put his face in his hands. 'I can't believe this' he thought. 'I know what happened....i'm not the murderer...' he muttered. He spoke in a calm tone, trying not to panic. He leaned back in his chair as Dr. Adams came back in. and sat down. She cleared her throat and handed Billie an application form.

"what's this?" Billie asked

She sighed. "The government doesn't want you in a jail, they want you in an asylum. That's a form you need to fill out for-"

"YOU THINK I'M INSANE!?"

Dr. Adams looked at him with wide eyes

"Please Mr. Armstrong, fill the form out" she said

Billie put the paper down angrley.

"Listen, Dr., I'm not insane. I don't need mental help! I did not kill them or anybody for that matter! Bisson did, not me!!"

She looked Billie in the eye and said 'Fill the form out!"

Billie Joe was becoming frusterated. "Why doesn't anyone believe me!? Why don't I get a say in any of this!?!"

"Billie Joe Armstrong, sit down now"

He sat reluctantly, muttering profanity under his breath. Dr. Adams said calmly, "your fingerprints were on those knifes. Your fingerprints were everywhere. Not one of Billy Bissons. As you said, you were supposibly drunk. Maybe you couldn't think-"

"MAYBE?" Billie cried. "You're sending me to an asylum with a maybe!?! I have plent of maybes and you've denied them all!!"

Dr. Adams snatched the application form and started filling it out.

"Theres proof and that's what I stand by" she said sternly. "I'm not sending you to the asylum, the government is."

"Well, let me yell at the government!!"

"Mr. Armstrong, stop yelling!" Dr. Adams said.

Billie folded his arms and could not stop swearing.

15 years and no ones believed him. Now he's going to a mental institution. 'Maybe I am insane..' Billie thought to himself. He shook it off. 'I didn't kill them, Bisson did. He killed everything: my wife, my kids, Mike and Tre and them him self

And he almost killed me

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Very sad, yet very good.  I can't wait for more!

lol, thanx. I haven't finished chapter 3 yet, i think i just got a page done..but..and i'm kinda stuck, i don't know what to write, but i'll think of something, lol

Don't worry.  I know what it is like to be stuck on a fan fic.  You will think of something. Have faith.  

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Welcome!

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ok, i finished chapter 3 sooo...here you go!

Chapter 3: The Flashback

i'm rotting inside...my flesh turns to dust...

Billie Joe was lieing in his nwe room in the Berkeley California State Asylum. He was lieing on the bed on his back, staring at the ceiling. Billie Joe was 51 years old at the time and couldn't believe he was in a mental institution for murders he didn't commit.

Before Joey was killed, he married a beautiful lady named Caraline but she sadly died in a car wreck a few years ago. Before they died, they had a daughter, Eliza. Billie absolutly adored Eliza and she was also the only one Billie thought that believed him.

Eliza came to visit him while he was in the asylum. She walked into his room and sat on his bed, next to him while he was lieing down. She faked a smile and said "hi grandpa" Billie smiled and replyed with, "hi Eliza" She smiled. They were quiet for a while untill Billie told her:

"You gotta get me outta here"

Eliza looked at her grandfather

"I'm sorry grandpa." she said. "Theres nothing I can do.....the doctors have talked to me about it and...well....there is no proof that Billy Bisson killed gradma, Joey, Jakob, Mike or Tre and Billy Bissons death was proved to be murder, not suicide."

Billie sighed. "I didn't do it. I've been saying that for 15 years and no ones believed me..." His voice trailed off.

Eliza forced a smile and leaned down and kissed her grandfather on the forhead. "I love you grandpa" she said with a smile. Billie replyed with an 'i love you too' and then Eliza left. Billie lied there, sorting thoughts through his mind. He finally put 2 and 2 together and concluded that Eliza didn't even believe him.

A huge feeling of greif swept over Billie. He sunddenly found tears dripping out of his eyes. He wipped them away and sat up a bit. He tried rembering what happend that day, April 17, 2008, when his whole life dissappeared....

(FLASHBACK TO APRIL 17, 2008)

"ok guys, see you later" Billie Joe called back to his friends. "Bye" they called back as Mike, Tre and Jason waved to them as they were one step behind Billie. They were just drinking a few beers at there friends houose and now they were leaving. Just an ordinary day in Berkeley, CA.

As they were walking back, Billie Joe heard a familiar voice call out "Armstrong" Billie looked and smirked. It was his wife, Adriennes, ex fiancee', Billy Bisson. He walked up to him and said, "hey, Bisson, what have you been up-"

"I booked your band all those shows and you snatch my fiancee' from behind my back!" Bisson shouted.

Mike stepped out of the car, slammed the dorr, and walked and stood beside Billie and folded his arms in front of his chest.

"I was being a good guy, and you steal her from me you worthless piece of-"

Mike jabbed his fist in Billys jaw and Billy fell to the ground.

Billie Joe sighed. "Thanks Mike" Billie said with gratitude. Mike shrugged as they walked to the car. "My pleasure" he replyed. Billie laughed and they drove off with Tre and Jason. 'thats how quick it happened' Billie rembered. As the car pulled out, Bisson stood up and wiped the blood off his lip. He got into his car and recited profanity as he followed Jasons car.

They all seperated and Billie got home. He walked in and took his coat off.

"Is that you, sweetie" called out the most beautiful voice, Adriennes.

"Yes Adie, its me" he called back. Adrienne came downstairs and planted a kiss on Billies lips and smiled. Billie said "hi." Adrienne giggled and said "hi" Billie smiled again. "I have to go drop a song off at Tres real quick" Adrienne nodded. "ok, bye babe!" Billie smiled and said good-bye as he walked out the door. He got in his car and started heading towards Tres house.

'At this time, Bisson was murdering Mike. He must of been...

Billie got to Tres, dropped off the song, and was on his way home.

'At that time, he as murdering Adrienne, Joey and Jakob'

As Billie went hime and was crying over his families murders, Bisson was killing Tre. Billie left his house, heading to Tres to tell him the news and get help. He walked into his house to see Tre, bloody with knives all over his body. As Billie gasped, Billy hit hime over the head causing Billie to go unconcience. Bisson then put Billies fingerprints on all the knives, putting them every where. Then, the next morning, Billie had woken up in a jail cell.

"why is it so hard to believe?!?" Billie announced to the thin air. He sighed and stated:

"Life is surreal"

Whisper "Are you dieing?" in my ear

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Why does my life have to be so small?
Yet death is forever
And does forever have a life to call its own?

Chapter 4: The Lie

Billie was released from the asylum to go stay at his home for a while. It was an enormous relief, he just wanted to have the essence of being home in him. He got home and threw himself on his couch.

He had to go to an appointment with Dr. Adams tomorrow and was NOT in the mood for that.

He hated all of this. He was in a mental institution for murders he did NOT do. Why would he kill his wife, kids and best friends?!? He would of liked to kill Bisson but he didn't, someone else killed them. Billies been given stereotypical stares for 15 years and he was sick of it.

He didn't do anything!

He was tired of being blamed for NOTHING! His granddaughter didn't even believe him. His parents and siblings were all deceased but they would of believed them if they were here.

wouldn't they??

Billie is an easy man to panic. When he first saw all his friends and family dead, he was out of control.

But Billie Joe Armstrong did not kill those people.

He never killed anyone!!!

All of these thoughts raced through Billies head as he sat on his couch. A few seconds later, there was a knock on his door. He got up and answered it.

It was Eliza

"Hi Eliza" Billie said
"I have to tell you something grandpa..."
Billie gave her a confused look but let her in. She sat down on his couch as Billie did the same.

She started fiddling with her fingers nervously. "What?" Billie asked, glancing at her fingers, concluding she was nervous. "You can tell me" he said comforting her.

She sighed nervously and then looked at her grandfather.

"I know who killed them.......and it wasn't Bisson..."

And it's time you knew the truth
Cause it's just one of my lies

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Chapter 5: The Lie Is Gone

You gotta problem you just can't hide
Compulsive habits that never seem to die

Billies jaw dropped as Eliza shifted around in her seat, moving uncomfortably. Billie just stared at her.
"Well...?" he asked. "Who was it??"
She fiddled with her fingers again and shifted uneasily.
"Well..." She said starting it off. There was a pause.
"Eliza, tell me" Billie said to her sternly. Eliza was quiet for a while until she surprisingly stood up and headed to the door.
Billie went in front of her and blocked the door.
"Eliza! Tell me who it was!" He said. Eliza looked filled with panic. She collapsed on the floor with a series of sobs. Billie sat down next to her and let her cry. As she finished crying, Billie asked her again.
"Who was it, Eliza?"
Eliza continued to sob and she looked at her grandfather and pointed to herself.
"Me!" she cried. "It was me grandpa!!"
Billies jaw dropped again as Eliza continued to cry.
"But.." Billie started. "You were only 10 years old!"
"I know!" she cried. "But I was very angry and.....I....i'm so sorry! I've regretted it for my whole life!"
Billie shook his head in disbelief. "Well....regretting it won't cut it, Eliza....you have to confess to a wrong-doing."
Eliza shook her head "No!" Billie looked startled. "I'm not going to an asylum! I'm not going to jail!!"
Billie was shocked. "So you want to just live this lie for te rest of your life?? You want me to be the one in the asylum...or even jail!?!"
Eliza began whimpering as Billie slouched down, putting his back against the couch. He sighed.
"Well, Eliza. Your my granddaughter....but you can't expect me to get you out of 6 murders! Especially when its my family and friends!" He said
Eliza was quiet for a while until Billie Joe said "I'm going to have to turn you in.....and your going to have to come clean about it."
Eliza nodded sadly, regretting she told her grandfather about it.

The next day, Billie Joe was at Dr. Adams's appointment. He sighed as he waited for hi Dr.. She came in, late. "Why are we later, Dr.?" Billie asked smugly. Dr. Adams sat down and sighed. "Work, Mr. Armstrong. Now....what do you wan to talk about?"
Billie shrugged. "I'm not the one who chooses to come here" he snapped. Dr. Adams sighed again. "Why are you always negative?" She asked. "Why are you always positive?" He asked. Dr. Adams shot Billie a dirty look as she sorted through her papers and asked, "has anything happened in the last few days?" She asked as she fixed her glasses.

Billie nodded.
"Might I ask what"?
Billie nodded again.
"Alright Billie, can you tell me?"
"I suppose....you won't believe me" he added. She smiled. "We'll see" Billie sighed. "Well, yesterday I was at my house and my granddaughter, Eliza knocked at the door. I let her in and she told me she knew who the murderer was..."
Billie looked up at Dr. Adams who was staring at him. "....And what did she say?" She asked.
"She told me she did it; she is the murderer" Dr. Adams sighed. Billie got upset. "Why don't you believe a word that comes out of my mouth?" Dr. Adams looked at Billie. "Does it really matter?...I mean...like you said, Mr. Armstrong....life is surreal"
Billies looked puzzled but he didn't say anything. But now, he wishes he did.

Well reality is due What you say just can't be true
When the story is streched and so far fetched
That you're lacking an excuse
You Lied

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