How We Got Here
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Category:
Singers/Bands/Musicians › Green Day
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
2,232
Reviews:
17
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Green Day. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Release
This is it. The last part of Part 1 ("Time of Your Life"). Details at the end of the chapter about the next story, in case you forgot.
Disclaimer: Do not own them, own story. I make no money. This never happened except in my extremely sexual and erotic dreams.
How We Got Here (or Time of Your Life)
Epilogue: Release
I hope you had the time of your life
It's kind of funny how things work out. Tre was waiting at the house with a baseball bat when the five of us got home. We dropped the kids off with a sitter and went to have a few victory rounds at a nightclub.
Management was on the phone when Mike and I got home. Press conference with the band. Big surprise there. Interview with 'The Advocate'. Okay, sure. Interview with 'Teen People'. Yeah, whatever. Interview with 'The New York Times'. What?
Record sales spiked. We doubled our sales of "Nimrod" and "Dookie" in less than a week. "International Superhits" went triple platinum.
I can't believe we were actually afraid of losing fans. We haven't put out a new album in a year and they want a tour. They want an album. They want a TV show.
Yeah, that's right. They want a TV show of mine and Mike's home life. We haven't decided yet. We're worried about the kids a bit, plus it's kind of a weird thing. I mean, Mike and I fuck so much they wouldn't have a very long show.
Tre's been awesome and a fucking idiot all at the same time. His sound bites are actually enough to make me blush. But he's been there through the shit.
Not everyone likes it. Kind of like at Joey's school. Some woman sent us a busted CD of ours. Another sent us a note damning us to hell. Typical. I wish they would come up with some new material.
Addie has been a godsend. She goes and stays with her mom every other week, sometimes two. The kids are here most of the time. I drove them up to see her mom who smiled and asked how Mike and I were doing. I'm so glad Addie and I had a good divorce. Less strain, more smiles.
Joey's been doing great at school. A's and B's again. Sleepovers. The parents at his school really don't give a shit that Mike and I are together. There aren't a ton of gay parents at that school, but they're all really liberal and it's been great.
I have another shrink. He's kind of stupid, but he just lets me rant for an hour.
I've been writing. They want a new album, so we're going to give them one.
Mike and I have sex every night. We kiss every morning. Nothing changed there. We're thinking about renewing our vows. It would be good. Last time we were a bit afraid of being found out and this time we don't care anymore.
I love him so much. I can't believe this entire thing started from fooling around in his basement thirteen years ago to gay porn . . . and now we're married.
For the first time in a long time, I feel . . . released.
Free is so cliche, but released is better. Like released from probation or a jail sentence. Ever since I found out I was bi, since I got raped, since Addie and I divorced . . . I've just been giving myself a longer prison sentence. Life without parole.
And I've been released.
It's something unpredictable
But in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life
---
The next story will be called "How We Got Here (or Waiting)". You know how this story only says "How We Got Here" on the main page, well the next one won't do that. It will have the full title. And the summary will tell you it's the sequel to this one.
Reviews please! I haven't finished a chaptered story in ages. Reviews would be so so so appreciated. You have no idea how much I love hearing from you guys. It totally makes my day!
Disclaimer: Do not own them, own story. I make no money. This never happened except in my extremely sexual and erotic dreams.
How We Got Here (or Time of Your Life)
Epilogue: Release
I hope you had the time of your life
It's kind of funny how things work out. Tre was waiting at the house with a baseball bat when the five of us got home. We dropped the kids off with a sitter and went to have a few victory rounds at a nightclub.
Management was on the phone when Mike and I got home. Press conference with the band. Big surprise there. Interview with 'The Advocate'. Okay, sure. Interview with 'Teen People'. Yeah, whatever. Interview with 'The New York Times'. What?
Record sales spiked. We doubled our sales of "Nimrod" and "Dookie" in less than a week. "International Superhits" went triple platinum.
I can't believe we were actually afraid of losing fans. We haven't put out a new album in a year and they want a tour. They want an album. They want a TV show.
Yeah, that's right. They want a TV show of mine and Mike's home life. We haven't decided yet. We're worried about the kids a bit, plus it's kind of a weird thing. I mean, Mike and I fuck so much they wouldn't have a very long show.
Tre's been awesome and a fucking idiot all at the same time. His sound bites are actually enough to make me blush. But he's been there through the shit.
Not everyone likes it. Kind of like at Joey's school. Some woman sent us a busted CD of ours. Another sent us a note damning us to hell. Typical. I wish they would come up with some new material.
Addie has been a godsend. She goes and stays with her mom every other week, sometimes two. The kids are here most of the time. I drove them up to see her mom who smiled and asked how Mike and I were doing. I'm so glad Addie and I had a good divorce. Less strain, more smiles.
Joey's been doing great at school. A's and B's again. Sleepovers. The parents at his school really don't give a shit that Mike and I are together. There aren't a ton of gay parents at that school, but they're all really liberal and it's been great.
I have another shrink. He's kind of stupid, but he just lets me rant for an hour.
I've been writing. They want a new album, so we're going to give them one.
Mike and I have sex every night. We kiss every morning. Nothing changed there. We're thinking about renewing our vows. It would be good. Last time we were a bit afraid of being found out and this time we don't care anymore.
I love him so much. I can't believe this entire thing started from fooling around in his basement thirteen years ago to gay porn . . . and now we're married.
For the first time in a long time, I feel . . . released.
Free is so cliche, but released is better. Like released from probation or a jail sentence. Ever since I found out I was bi, since I got raped, since Addie and I divorced . . . I've just been giving myself a longer prison sentence. Life without parole.
And I've been released.
It's something unpredictable
But in the end it's right
I hope you had the time of your life
---
The next story will be called "How We Got Here (or Waiting)". You know how this story only says "How We Got Here" on the main page, well the next one won't do that. It will have the full title. And the summary will tell you it's the sequel to this one.
Reviews please! I haven't finished a chaptered story in ages. Reviews would be so so so appreciated. You have no idea how much I love hearing from you guys. It totally makes my day!