I'd tried to not ring Billie. As hard as I could- I tried. But what could I do? He was my support? I needed him. Even if he couldn't get to me right now.

The cold was blistering. Burning my skin. My hands already began to shake from the temperature but after shouting my last two final words. I began to move.

After catching my breath back from the screaming. I began blubbering already like a child. I didn't know what to do.

My hands could barely keep the phone still as I fumbled with it, repeatedly pressing the screen and wiping of the rain drops landing on it. Before my shaking hands had managed to successfully call Billie. And I continued walking, hyperventilating to myself letting it ring.

"Hey Mallory," His voice sounded as cheerful as ever. He had no clue. "I was just about to ring- how are ya?"

His innocence was the thing that made me break as I began crying. This time out loud.

I didn't know what I was crying for. Was I crying because I got kicked out? Was I crying because in the last week I'd lost both my mom and my dad? Or that I wouldn't know where I was gonna sleep? That my temperature was dropping and I was freezing terribly? Or that I just wanted Billie Joe.

"Woah woah woah woah woah! Mallory- what an earths going on? Are you okay? Are you- are you hurt?"

My words didn't come out. I couldn't find the voice to speak. Although I tried- it came out I'm sorry excuses of stuttering and jibberish.

"Mallory? Mallory where are you?"

"Outside- and I-"

"-It sounds like it's raining. Mallory is it raining? Why are you outside when it's raining you'll-"

"-Billie," I breathed out, trying not to chatter my teeth from the temperature. "I can't go inside,"

"Mallory you need to go home,"

"I can't!"

He paused, as my teeth chattered and I sniffed. I felt the rain pelting down on my head, dripping down my face coldly and running down my neck.

"Mallory- tell me where you are,"

"I'm outside." I chattered. Wiping my face with my numb hand from the rain and tears. "I'm near the old seven eleven,"

"Mallory how long have you been outside for?"

"I don't- I don't know,"

He clicked his tongue. "Alright. Well Mallory- do you think you can remember your way to mine?"

"But you're not- you're not even there?"

"No, I know. See- there's a spare key under one of the plant pots beside the house. You can use it to get inside- do you remember the way to my house?"

"I don't know," I hiccuped. Looking around where I was. It was dark, gloomy and cold and I couldn't make out anything apart from the headlights of cars flashing by. "M-maybe?"

"You're at the old seven eleven right?"

"Uhuh-"

"-Just follow the road down the hill from there, okay?"

I nodded, my hands trembling as I held the phone close to my ear. Feeling the cold screen on the side of my face. I took his orders walking down the road he'd told me to, blubbering and sniffling like a baby.

Although he was at work, he stayed on the phone with me uninterrupted until I finally knew where I was. Not next to a busy road anymore, I understood now where I was going with out Billie worrying I was gonna get lost on the other line.

Although him and I stayed quiet on the phone, despite the random crying sounds I made, we stayed on the line together as I made my way to Billies empty house in the blistering cold.

"When you get inside- I want you to calm yourself down and then explain to me what happened, okay?" Billie told me as I finally made my way on to his street.

I nodded. "Okay," I whispered, looking up at the houses keeping focus on which one Billies was.

"Are you there yet?"

"Nearly,"

"Tell me when you are,"

Whilst being silent again. Billie spoke to someone in the background of the call.

"I don't know how long I'm gonna be- just do the few rest recordings with out me," He huffed, his voice faint as he tried to make the arguing quiet. "Yes- alright I will. Mhm- yeah yeah. I will after I'm finishing alright? Just go back into the studio please,"

Walking up his empty drive, my made it to the front of his house. My teeth chattering every second as I looked around. "Billie- I'm here,"

"Alright- y'know the side of my house right? Where the drive way is,"

I walked closer to the drive way over to the right side of his house. "Uhuh?"

"Can you see the plant pots?"

I squinted, wiping the water from out my eyelashes as I walked down the side of his house. "Yeah, I f-found them,"

"Lift up the first one- there should be a key under there,"

I sniffed using my free hand as I shoved the first plant pot in sight back. Seeing the spare silver key glisten slightly in the dark. "I think- I think I got it," I told him in between chattering.

"Open the door with it and just go inside,"

I did as said, making my way back to the front door. My hand shook from both the cold and the distress as I tried to steady it enough to insert the key into the lock. Missing a few times before I could finally do it, I fumbled around with my phone trying to unlock the door one handed. Before I knew it, Billie Joe's front door cracked open as I made my way inside fast turning on the first light.

"Are you inside?"

"U-Uhuh,"

"Alright- now just go find a towel and dry off. And just- calm down. And then talk to me,"

I slipped off my shoes still staying on the call, trying to control my breathing knowing I didn't have to panic so much anymore as I made my way up the stairs and into his room. I grabbed one of the clean towels from the cupboard he told me to, drying my face of as I tried to calm down some more.

Still slightly panting, I set the towel down on billies bed sitting on top of it as I tried to stop hyperventilating so much. I re wiped my eyes and face so many times. The feeling of it still being numb stinging at me.

"Are you okay now?" Billie asked. His voice riddled with concern.

The sound of his voice only made me burst out crying again. "No," I sniffed managed to get out, re wiping my face ignoring the sting.

"Right- that's it. I'm coming home,"

"What? Billie it's okay I-"

I'd heard him walking around, doors opening and closing. He'd cut me off my sentence, not even listening to me as he spoke to someone else. "-Look. I need to leave early. I gotta make it home,"

Another male voice spoke. "Is there no possible way you can-"

"-No, I need to go home. And now. I'll call back in tomorrow or the day after- somethings important that I gotta go back for,"

Someone else sighed. "Alright Billie Joe. Just keep me updated,"

"Billie what are you doing?" I asked him, trying to sound less upset.

I heard another door shut. And then a louder one- like a car door. "Mallory I'm on my way back now okay? I don't know how long I might be, just stay out at my house. Don't go anywhere else- you hear me?"

"Billie you don't have to come home- it's okay- I- I got myself-"

"-Just stay where you are, I'll speak to you when I'm back,"

Before I could say another word, the call had ended. I look down at the phone, my fingers feeling numb as I pressed on the screen trying to call him back. But I'd given up dropping the phone again.

My whole body's temperate felt like it was getting just worse and worse. But I couldn't care for any of that.

I felt more hurt emotionally than anything. I thought I didn't care about my mom. But I'm here crying- so maybe I do. At least I knew I didn't care enough to not want to see her again. Not after that.

I didn't know where else to go. I stayed sat still, trying to understand and process everything going on. The world felt like it was going too fast for me. I needed to calm down. But I couldn't.

I'd felt more panic then I knew I could produce. My head spiralling and I felt almost like I could've been sea sick.

Feeling dissociated, I must've stayed sat on Billies bed staring in space thinking about everything for maybe half an hour? Before feeling tired.

I laid back for a second, to close my eyes. Just to give them a rest. They felt sore from crying and the cold air.

~

My eyes battered open when I heard a door shut. I could see Billie Joe, who'd just walked into the room.

He looked over at me from the door pausing. Sighing as he gave me a tired smile whilst I sat up. "There you are." he whispered, walking over to me.

The feelings sunk in again as I began getting emotional. He sat down close beside me, I felt his arm brush mine as he did. Before putting an arm around me. I leaned close into his shoulder sniffling slightly.

"What happened Mal?"

It was hard for me to try and keep it together and speak at the same time. After a couple breaths of trying to compose myself, I answered. "My mom locked me in the house for two nights," I mumbled, voice croaky. I took another breath. "Came back... kicked me out,"

He pulled away quickly, looking over at me. "Kicked you out?"

I nodded looking at him, tearing up harder then before.

"But... where's your things?"

"Back home,"

I'd broken down crying again. Billies face looked like he couldn't believe me, he shook his head before pulling me in. Hugging me a little harder than usual. I could feel his body tense as it wrapped around me, frustrated.

I cried into the crook of his neck. Breathing heavily as I tried to control myself. I'd completely broken down.

"Come on now Mal," He cooed, rubbing my back. "Everything'll be alright,"

I pulled awya from him fast which suprised him.

"Are you kidding me!? I'm kicked out my house!"

"I've got you,"

I shouldn't have shouted. "...what?"

"I've got you." He repeated. A forced smile. "You've got me. I've got you,"

"Oh this is just terrible isn't it Billie?" I groaned, falling back into his chest again for a hug.

"I'm sorry your moms not better,"

"Yeah," I laughed sarcastically. "So am I,"

"We can collect your clothes tomorrow. I'll be with you. Then we'll make a new plan from there,"

I looked up at him, he moved his chin from off my head realising as he looked back down.

"What about your album Billie Joe?"

"It's nearly finished," he gave a shrug. "It won't take me long,"

"Then after that?"

"Huh?"

"After your album. What'll happen?"

"Well..." his eyes flickered away from me. He thought about his answer, before looking back with a smile. "You never know with the music industry. We'll just have to wait,"

A/N: I HOPE YOU GUYS ARE ENJOYING THIS BOOK- it's so close to being finished :)
After this book comes to an end, I'll be releasing a new book :)
I'll drop more information about it on my profile towards the further end of be quiet. If you guys are interested =D