My Everything

(A/N: This is a story that I originally posted in 2009. I recently got back into writing and decided to rewrite this story even though I never finished it. I have changed a lot of this story. Names have been changed. Some of the old content of the story made it back in but not all. I would love reviews. This will help me decide if I should keep on rewriting or just repost the old version as it was.. This is still of course a Green Day story centered around Billie Joe.

Prologue: Tickets! I Love Tickets!

Sitting in the window of my room, I was on the phone with my mother, a mother I rarely have anything to do with. Its hard when I have to speak with her even though I'm 25, I still hold a lot of resentment towards the woman that gave me life. It might have been different if she had been in my life. All things considering though I think that I turned out all right. My one saving grace was my Aunt Karla. She was always there for me as a child, she raised me as her own as well as she could, so it's no wonder that to me she is my mother for all intents and purposes.I lived in Missouri with my Aunt while my mother Michelle lived in California. She left me with my Aunt one day when I was five years old and moved to California, she says it was to pursue her dreams, whatever they were. She's never said.

"Ava, are you going to answer me?" Michelle's voice brought me back to the present. I groaned inwardly, I had promised Aunt Karla that I would be nice. Looking around my room I caught sight of the autographed poster of Green Day that my friend Harper had gotten one time when she had briefly met them. By briefly I mean just long enough to get it signed. I took a deep breath, calming down. There was something about that poster that always seemed to calm me down. I have never figured out what exactly.

"Sorry, I wasn't paying attention, Michelle. I didn't hear a word you said." I replied. I heard her exasperated sigh on the other end.

"I said, I want you to come see me out here in California. I want to get to know my baby girl." She stated. I took the phone away from my ear and looked at it in disbelief. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. ~Who does this woman think she is? Gone from my life for twenty years and now she wants to acknowledge that she has a daughter?~

"Plus, I have something important that I need to tell you and it's too important to tell you over the phone." She continued talking. I wanted to tune her out so bad. Aunt Karla wouldn't approve it would be too rude.

"Michelle, you want me to come all the way to California after twenty years of the silent treatment just so you can tell me something? What's the big secret? I know Aunt Karla knows. If it was so important you could have flown here to tell me in person. Why do I need to be the one to make that sacrifice?" I asked trying to keep my promise to my Aunt. I left my room and made my way to the living room, I could hear the tv on a low murmur before I reached the actual room, my Aunt was sitting on the couch with a book in her hand. I thought that she looked pretty good for a woman in her early sixties. She had medium length black hair that was now almost completely white. She had wrinkles, laugh lines and crows feet on her face but to me she was beautiful. She looked up at me as I sat down next to her giving me a sympathetic look. I sighed once more ready to be done with this conversation. Aunt Karla slid a thin package towards me on the coffee table. I raised my eyebrows at her.

"For you, from..." she mouthed nodding to the phone. I couldn't believe it first a phone call now a gift.

"Michelle, what are you doing? Inviting me to California, now a gift? You can't buy my love it doesn't work like that." I took the envelope off the table and opened it slowly, not knowing what was in it.

"I'm not trying to buy your love. I just wanted to do something for you." I rolled my eyes at her reply. ~You could have stuck around and raise me.~ I thought to myself. Once the package was opened I pulled out two sheets of paper. Turning them over I saw they were concert tickets. Reading them my eyes widened. In my hand was two tickets to the Green Day concert in St. Louis.

"Green Day tickets? Seriously? How did you know?" I fired off questions one right after another. Even though I don't like my mother I could appreciate the gesture.

"Karla told me that you were a fan." She paused for a moment, " take a friend, everything will be paid for including the hotel." I looked over at my Aunt who just shrugged her shoulders at me. I sighed.

"Fine, I'll come to California but I'll have to get back to you on when. I have a job, I can't just up and leave whenever I feel like. I'm not promising that I'll stay that long." I said giving into her. I knew if would make Aunt Karla happy and I'll admit I was a little curious.

"Okay, I can deal with that. I know this won't be easy on either of us, but its important that I tell you what I need to, I promise. I wouldn't feel right telling you over the phone." She sighed, "I'll let you go honey, let me know when you can make it."

"Okay, Michelle." After hanging up I looked over at my Aunt with a raised brow. "Do you know what all that was about?"

"I do. I think its the right decision going to see her. I know she will never be your mother to you but she is. You both need to see what your missing and how this goes. You never know." She gave me a hug. " Now, don't you have someone you need to call?"

I smiled at her before nodding, "Of course I do, I'm going to call Luna and see what's her plans are for Saturday. See if I can change them."

Dialing Luna's number, I knew she was going to be excited. She liked Green Day as much as I did. Neither one of us had been to a concert for a long time. I sat there as the phone rang, a few seconds later a soft voice came over the line.

"Hello?"

"Hey Luna, it's Ava. I have tickets!" I sing-songed smiling.

"Tickets! I love tickets! Unless they are speeding tickets, I don't like those kind." I rolled my eyes. Luna had some many speeding tickets she could fill a book.

"Definitely not speeding tickets. Something way better. What are you doing Saturday? No plans I hope." I crossed my fingers I really didn't want to go to this concert by myself.

"Well, I don't work if that's what your asking."

"Good, because the tickets I have are for Saturday in St. Louis for Green Day!" I was excited and it was only Monday.

"Really? Yay! How did you get those?"

"My mother in California." I frowned as I thought of her. I didn't know what she was up to but I know eventually once I went out there I would find out.

"Ah, gotcha. Yeah, I would love to go with you."

"Awesome, so I'll see you Saturday first thing?"

"Yes, mam I'm so excited. My sister is going to be so jealous." We both laughed before hanging up.

The wait was going to be hell. I had been to a Green Day concert only once before when I was eighteen and I had a blast. I couldn't wait to see what would be different this time and who I would meet.

"Aunt Karla do you think Michelle, really has something to tell me or is this just a ploy to try and win me over?" I looked at her waiting for her answer. I searched her face, but she wasn't giving anything away.

"It's not a ploy, I promise, I know what she has to say..." She put up her hand to keep me from interrupting, "It's never been my place to tell you. Although I did tell her to let you know sooner. But it was her choice to wait."

"Okay, I'll let it go for now. I just hope I'm not disappointed again." I sighed knowing that she wouldn't offer anymore information about it.

"Me too sweetie, look at the time. I'm late meeting the girls for bingo." She stood up quickly and grabbed her purse. Hugging me she walked to the door.

"Love you, honey."

"Love you too."

I didn't know what to expect this weekend or when I went to California but I had a feeling deep down that whatever happened was going to change my life forever.

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