Note: I have
nothing against Adrienne Armstrong. I actually like her; she seems like a great person, and I think she and Billie Joe are a beautiful couple. Joey and Jakob are awesome, too. Considering the content of this story, that may be hard to believe, but it's true.
Also, I would often misspell Jakob's name correctly throughout the earlier chapters of this story. I knew how to spell it, it was just a habit to spell it with a C. I'm too lazy now to correct it. I know, lame. I'm just saying this now so people won't try to point it out to me. Thank you for reading, hope you enjoy.
Prologue: Irony/Reality.
Adrienne didn't want to open her bedroom door. She didn't think she'd be able to handle what was actually inside the bedroom
.the condition of the room would make cruel reality set in for her, and she didn't want that yet. But she opened the door against her will, anyway.
The bedroom was a mess. Clothes were everywhere, the sheets on the bed were thrown on the floo
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