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You Learn To Love the Pain You Feel	By : heartgrenade13 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Green Day Views: 1520 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"Well if it isn't Mrs. Shirley Manson." The voice rang a familiar bell in my tired mind. I was becoming a slave to the reporters and I was terrified it was another one. All they asked me about was my happy marriage with Eddy. I turned around to let out a wince when I saw who it was. The flood gates opened to allow all of the memories to come rushing back. "It's Ms."
"Oh, god that's right. Sorry it just kind of slipped my mind."

His skin was pale and didn't show an ounce of his true age. Slight stubble was appearing around his thin lips. I stood back and was terrified to make eye contact. Billie Joe always got to the best of me. "Are you going to talk to me or just stare at me all day?" I hadn't realized I was starring. I was too entranced in the moment to notice. "Do you want to go to a bar or something to relax? I think you need some liquor in you. You’re tense."

"What makes you say I'm tense?" I was being defensive which made my Scottish brogue come on full force.
"Maybe the fact that the usual bubbly Shirley isn't with me today."
"A shitloads changed in the past ten years."
"Just give it a try. If you feel uncomfortable or whatever the hell is keeping you from going happens you can leave."

I eventually gave into temptation and allowed Billie to drag me down the damp sidewalks. We finally reached what appeared to be a strip club on the outside but later turned out to be just a bar where whores hung out at. I sat down at a small table far, far, far, away from the stage. Singing was my career and I didn't need to be reminded of it while trying to relax.

"Now, what would the lady like to drink?"
"Whatever will get me fucked up the quickest."
"I think I might just have the same." Billie winked at me and went off to the bar to order the strong stuff. I kept myself amused by staring at my small, half chewed off, painted red nails. Billie quickly reappeared holding two glasses of rum.

"Oh thank bejesus." I said as I tore a glass from his grasp. I chugged it down as quickly as my small body could handle.
"Whoa, slow down there. You don't wanna repeat Friday the thirteenth do you?"

I slowly placed down the glass full of only ice. I was speechless, breathless. The night of the thirteenth was one of the best and the worst of my life. Billie has such sweet, soft lips. I shook the memories out of my mind for the moment. I needed an escape. I jumped out of my seat which nearly made Billie Joe jump out of his skin.

I proceeded to run out the door only to be blocked by Billie. "Let me go Billie. You said I could if I wanted to."
"I lied."
"I need to get out of here."
"Where do you want to go? I can take you to my hotel if you'd like."
"No!" I shrieked but it was too late. I was already half way out the door with Billie. I gave up. I was sick of resisting the memories. Sick of hiding the lies. Eddy knew it had happened. He admitted that there were other girls as well all during one tear filled night. But we made a pact to never, ever cheat again. Then we married in 96. I stuck by my guns.

By the time we reached his hotel room sweat was pouring down my face. We had run almost two miles going from the bar to the hotel. The liquor was just starting to take effect. I may drink like a rock star but I definitely can't handle the alcohol like one. One sip and I get tipsy. Five sips and I'm gone. Billie was obviously also having trouble holding his alcohol. His face was unusually flushed and he couldn't slide the key into slot.

"Ball go down the hole."
"Your wasted Billie."
"Just how I like to be."

Billie finally got the card into the slot and cheered "Victory! You know I kick ass."
"Yeah it only took ya like 18 tries."

He placed a hand on my left hip and leaned in from behind. His face was up against mine. "I know how to make you a softy. Don't make me."
"What are you talking about?"
"I remember that night. You may not." Billie stepped back and leaned against a wall. His eyes were glazed over and couldn't stay open. The moments they were opened they shone so brightly that I had to look away.

"What friend did he fuck?"
"I'm not sure I know where you’re going with this."
"Eddy, who did he fuck?"
"What makes you think he cheated?" I sat down on the bed and straightened out my black and white stripped mini-dress. I loosened the thick belt at my waist and got comfy. I figured that it was going to be a long night judging by his choice of conversation.

"I know he cheated."
"How?"
"I know how you are with your lyrics. You don't put shit in there unless you or someone close to you has gone threw it. But if it's someone else you tell it from a third person point of view."
"Could you get to the point?"
"In your song you say 'I think your sleeping with a friend of mine. I have no proof but I think that I'm right.'"
"Why do you care?"
"Because I care about you."
“Just forget about it alright? He cheated. So what?”

"You must of been crushed I mean he was the one thing that kept you going."
"What drives you on can drive you mad."
"Well put."

His hands were soft, told a million stories and made new ones as they danced down my body. I shivered under him. Mike was watching but ended up joining in. After Billie got his kicks Mike filled the void as I sucked Billie's dick. It was Friday the thirteenth. I quickly made myself let go for a moment and walk up to the mini bar. "I'll pay you back." I said as I tore it open without the key. "Don't worry about it. I need some too."

We completely emptied out the bar mixed nuts and all. I couldn't even stand. I tried standing but only fell on my bony ass. We laughed hysterically when that happened. "Ow, that really hurt!" I said while nearly pissing my pants from laughing so hard. "I bet it did!" He was laughing even harder than me. He then became the gentlemen and helped pick me up back onto the bed. "I need to get laid! I haven't been fucked in two years!" I was revealing too much.

"Two years?"
"Not since the divorce."
"I would kill myself."
"I've thought about it but not 'cause of that."
"Ugh.....stop being suicidal."
"Why?"
"Because I am a god and I said stop..so stop." He spoke as if he was confusing himself.

"Can I help you with your fucking problem?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"Will Mike be involved?"
"NO!"
"Why?"
"I want it to be just us."
"Why?"
"Why do you always ask so many damn questions? Remember curiosity killed the kitty."
"Kitty?"
"Pussy." He found his own comment rather amusing and didn't stop laughing for about a minute. Finally he calmed down enough to ask "Do you want Mike to be involved?"
"No, I was just checking in case you did."

Billie kissed my cheek quickly and then pulled my dress over my head. "Are you only going along with this cause your drunk Shirl?"
"Most likely, but then again beggars can't be choosers right?"

Billie ran his tongue down my stomach causing my stomach to unintentionally spasm and twist. My spine tingled and bent in.

~~Ten Commandments of Love(By Shirley Manson)
#1
Thou shalt be anything but a damn rock musician~~

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