The Story Without a Title, chapter 2
Billie Joe, Gemma, Hayley and Mike were sitting on the couch all ready to leave for the funeral.
"Tre, thanks for ruining my clothes." Billie Joe glared at Tre.
"You're welcome my friend." he smiled.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
I sat down having a little conversation with Billie Joe while Hayley and Gemma talked about Bree.
"Tre and Mel seem happy." I said.
"Yeah. I gotta admit, at first I was pissed about it but it doesn't worry me now, I guess I moved on." grinned Billie Joe.
"I knew you liked her!" I said smiling at Billie Joe, he went a bit red in the cheeks.
"Well....I've seen you look at her before!"
He was right, I have had a good look at Mel before. But at least it was just a look and no feelings aswell.
"Mike, can you help me please!" said Gemma's voice. I looked up at Gemma, she was reaching for something in the highest cupboard.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Bree put something up here that she wanted me to see, I never got a chance to see it, and I want to see it now."
I walked over to Gemma and picked her up, putting her on my shoulders. She rummaged around in the cupboard.
"Take your fucking time!" I moaned to her. She kicked me in the chest with her foot. "Ouch!"
"You asked for it Mike!" she hissed, "I'm not heavy!"
"I know babe," I said stroking her leg. She grabbed a piece of paper and pat my head.
"Ok, you can put me down now, thanks!" she jumped off once I lowered her a bit and read the paper.
"Oh my God!" she gasped.
MEL'S P.O.V.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
"Who is it?" I asked covering myself with a towel.
"The illustrious Tre Cool." said Tre's voice.
"Come in."
The door swung open and Tre stepped in.
"No need to cover up, nothing I haven't seen before!" he said pulling my towel away.
"I need to get ready. And I have underwear on, sorry to dissapoint you." I grinned in a cheeky way.
I pulled on some pants and a shirt. I combed my hair and soon I was ready to go.
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I looked down at the piece of paper. A picture of Bree hanging dead from the roof. I started to cry. Mike took the picture and stared.
"Who would do this? And how did Bree have it before she died?" Mike asked with a confused tone,
"She wrote the speech, Adam put the picture in when I wasn't here." Tears dropped down onto the paper. This has gotta be one of the things I'll never get outta me head.
I held Mike's hand on the way out of the door.
"Who's driving?" asked Tre.
"I am!" said Hayley.
"Tre, if you have to go to the toilet go now." said Billie Joe.
"Shut up." said Tre,
"We'll be driving for half an hour. So really, if anyone needs to go, go now." Mel shouted from the door.
Tre leaned up against the car. "Whatever, come on let's go!"
Hayley was driving pretty fast, but it wasn't really a big deal, when a good song came on everyone started singing, but occasionally everyone would stop so they could either hear Billie Joe or Mel sing because they were really good. Sometimes we would stop to hear Tre because his voice was hilarious!
A few minutes later Tre crossed his legs. "Are you ok?" I asked Tre.
"I gotta pee!" he said in a 5 year old voice.
Billie Joe, Mike and Mel let out a big groan.
"TRE! I told you to go before we left!" Billie Joe said.
"I know, but I didn't have to go then!"
Mike smiled. "Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip..." Mike was smiling even bigger now.
Tre made some funny suffering sounds.
Mel leaned over and rested her head on Tre's shoulder.
I was looking at Hayley, sitting in the front with Billie Joe. "You ok Hayley?" I asked.
"Yeah I'm just watching the road!" she grinned. She slipped her hand in Billie Joe's and he held it tightly as a tear ran down Hayley's cheek.
"Hayley.......what's wrong?" I asked. The others (Mike, Tre and Mel) were too busy talking to notice how softly I was talking,
"I guess it's just Bree." said Hayley.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
We pulled up at a big park. But it was really a cemetary. There was a heap of people out the front wearing black. I can tell we are here. Hayley couldn't keep it in anymore, she burst out in tears. We walked up to the place where most the people were standing waiting for the ceremony to begin. Everyone was wearing FULL black and not one other colour except Tre who was wearing a red tie. Tre looked around and the people.
"I'm the only one wearing a colour." hissed Tre.
"I told you not to wear a tie!" Mike hissed back at him.
"Yeah I know but it's so....sexy." joked Tre, pulling at his tie.
"Now Breanna's friend Melonie will read a speech in memory of her friend." said the guy who was standing out the front.
I got to have a look at Bree before, lying in her coffin, she was really pale and she had a small red mark around her neck. Such a waste of life.
"Um...Bree was my best friend. I was with her her whole life." choked Mel. "I would have stayed with her much longer but...her life was cut short by...a monster."
I felt my heart break as a small tear ran down her cheek. I felt a droplet of rain come down on my shoulder as she continued talking.
"I stayed with her, I wiped her tears, I held her hand, I picked her up when she was too drunk to pick herself up." A small laugh came from Mike. Everyone looked at him.
"Geez Mike, you're an embarresment!" I whispered. Mike cringed. It started to pour down with rain.
"But, I am seriously going to miss my Baby Bree, she was a huge part of my life, and I'll never forget her." Mel's tears where much more obvious now.
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I nearly choked on my words. Mel's speech touched me. I looked over at Billie Joe who was softly smiling at Mel. Mike rubbed her arm as she sat back down in her seat. I wiped a tear away from my eyes. Mike rubbed my arm at the same time.
"My hands are full now." he smiled.
"Lucky man." Tre joked pulling Mel towards him. Soon the service ended and it was time to go back home.
"That is the last time I'll ever see Bree at all." whispered Mel while she was in the car.
Tre put his arm around her and she burst out in tears. I looked over at Hayley who was sitting in the front next to me.
"Why don't we just stop for coffee over there?" pointed Hayley.
"Good idea, I think I need a coffee fix." Mike grinned.
"You have enough caffeine going through your body!" snapped Billie Joe.
TRE'S P.O.V.
I went to get out of the car with some kind of style. I fell flat on my face in mud.
"GOD DAMMIT!" I stood up and wiped the shit off my shirt. I saw Mike and Billie Joe sniggering. "Bastards." I muttered.
"I'm sorry, Tre my dear, what was that?" said Billie Joe looking at me with a innocent smile.
"I could slap you sometimes!" I hissed. Billie Joe walked over and gave me a hug,
"There there my friend." he whispered. "Don't be an idiot."
*SMACK!*
A huge ball of mud hit the back of my head, which made me smash into Billie Joe, I turned around to see Mike wiping mud off his hands.
"That was NOT funny!" I said trying not to smile.
"It was very funny." laughed Gemma.
We walked into the coffee place. The smell of muffins and coffee and other types of shit they keep in coffee shops hit me the minute I walked in. Mike ran over to a table with nice chairs. I ran after him and sat down on my seat.
"What are you getting?" Mike asked.
"A coffee, what else am I meant to get at a coffee shop?"
Mike smirked. "Don't be a smart ass Tre, it doesn't suit you."
"Ha fucking ha, Mike, so funny." I said with a sarcastic look on my face.
"When you're trying to look sarcastic you look like you're having a baby." said Hayley sitting down next to Mike.
"Either that or he is constipated." Mike said rolling his eyes.
Billie Joe walked over holding four coffees. I waited for him to hand me mine, he gave one to Hayley, Mike, Mel and the last one was for him.
"Ahem." I said.
Billie Joe didn't look up.
"AHEM!" I said louder.
"Just cough Tre," said Billie.
He thinks I need to cough!!
"I WANT MY COFFEE ASSHOLE!" I yelled. The people in the coffee place looked at me. Billie Joe laughed.
"I didn't know what you wanted!"
I walked up to the counter muttering insults about life and God and Billie Joe. He knew I was only playing around but I didn't want to go and get this myself.
"Just a coffee...um....a normal one...." I said to the girl at the counter.
"Decaf, Frappachino, Cappachino or Latte?" she asked quickly with a smile on her face. I stared at her.
"Um...what?" I looked back at Mel who was pissing herself laughing.
"Do you want what they were having?" the counter girl asked with a sympathetic look.
"What did they have?" I asked.
"Which one?" she asked. "The blonde guy, the blonde chick......?"
"Hold on." I said walking back to my table.
I picked up Billie Joe's drink and took a sip.
"Ewww! What the fucking hell is that!?" I asked. "It's awful!"
"It's a frappachino, and I like it, thanks!" he snapped taking back his drink.
I took Mike's and drank a bit, "Yeah I like that, what's that one?" I asked quickly.
"Cappachino. Good isn't it?"
"Yeah yeah whatever." I said jumping around impatiently. "Hold on a sec."
I ran back over to the counter.
"I'll take a Cappachino and a muffin that has the most chocolate and or sugar in it."
She smiled and went to get my stuff.
"Australian coffee is so weird." I said to myself.
I took my coffee and stumbled around trying to figure out the money Hayley gave me earlier.
"What the fuck?!" I shouted. "What are all these coins?!"
I tipped all the money I had on the ground. I sat down infront of the pile of coins and counted. "Oh wow! I found a dollar that's in the shape of a coin!"
The girl in the counter smiled.
"Not from around here are ya?"
"Nope."
She walked out from behind the counter and helped me count.
"I never was good with money and counting and....school altogether." I said to her as she stood up.
"Me either. Probably the reason I'm working in here."
"Thanks," I smiled. "You're one of the few people I met that hasn't hit me in Australia so...thanks." She grinned. I went over to my table and sat down.
"What?" I asked, noticing that everyone was staring at me.
"No idea." said Mike looking away.
"I know I'm good looking, I'm told that everyday. But there's no need to stare." I grinned.
"Yeah whatever YOU think Tre," said Billie Joe, "The people with eyes know you're not good looking."
"He is good looking." said Mel suddenly.
I smiled at her. "Yeah, listen to Mel, SHE has eyes."
"Who's SHE, Tre, the pig's pajamas?" asked Mike putting his cup down.
"It's the cat's pajamas, Mike." said Gemma patting Mike's back.
"Oh....o...k" he said slowly.
"Tre, thanks for ruining my clothes." Billie Joe glared at Tre.
"You're welcome my friend." he smiled.
MIKE'S P.O.V.
I sat down having a little conversation with Billie Joe while Hayley and Gemma talked about Bree.
"Tre and Mel seem happy." I said.
"Yeah. I gotta admit, at first I was pissed about it but it doesn't worry me now, I guess I moved on." grinned Billie Joe.
"I knew you liked her!" I said smiling at Billie Joe, he went a bit red in the cheeks.
"Well....I've seen you look at her before!"
He was right, I have had a good look at Mel before. But at least it was just a look and no feelings aswell.
"Mike, can you help me please!" said Gemma's voice. I looked up at Gemma, she was reaching for something in the highest cupboard.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Bree put something up here that she wanted me to see, I never got a chance to see it, and I want to see it now."
I walked over to Gemma and picked her up, putting her on my shoulders. She rummaged around in the cupboard.
"Take your fucking time!" I moaned to her. She kicked me in the chest with her foot. "Ouch!"
"You asked for it Mike!" she hissed, "I'm not heavy!"
"I know babe," I said stroking her leg. She grabbed a piece of paper and pat my head.
"Ok, you can put me down now, thanks!" she jumped off once I lowered her a bit and read the paper.
"Oh my God!" she gasped.
MEL'S P.O.V.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
"Who is it?" I asked covering myself with a towel.
"The illustrious Tre Cool." said Tre's voice.
"Come in."
The door swung open and Tre stepped in.
"No need to cover up, nothing I haven't seen before!" he said pulling my towel away.
"I need to get ready. And I have underwear on, sorry to dissapoint you." I grinned in a cheeky way.
I pulled on some pants and a shirt. I combed my hair and soon I was ready to go.
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I looked down at the piece of paper. A picture of Bree hanging dead from the roof. I started to cry. Mike took the picture and stared.
"Who would do this? And how did Bree have it before she died?" Mike asked with a confused tone,
"She wrote the speech, Adam put the picture in when I wasn't here." Tears dropped down onto the paper. This has gotta be one of the things I'll never get outta me head.
I held Mike's hand on the way out of the door.
"Who's driving?" asked Tre.
"I am!" said Hayley.
"Tre, if you have to go to the toilet go now." said Billie Joe.
"Shut up." said Tre,
"We'll be driving for half an hour. So really, if anyone needs to go, go now." Mel shouted from the door.
Tre leaned up against the car. "Whatever, come on let's go!"
Hayley was driving pretty fast, but it wasn't really a big deal, when a good song came on everyone started singing, but occasionally everyone would stop so they could either hear Billie Joe or Mel sing because they were really good. Sometimes we would stop to hear Tre because his voice was hilarious!
A few minutes later Tre crossed his legs. "Are you ok?" I asked Tre.
"I gotta pee!" he said in a 5 year old voice.
Billie Joe, Mike and Mel let out a big groan.
"TRE! I told you to go before we left!" Billie Joe said.
"I know, but I didn't have to go then!"
Mike smiled. "Drip, drip, drip, drip, drip..." Mike was smiling even bigger now.
Tre made some funny suffering sounds.
Mel leaned over and rested her head on Tre's shoulder.
I was looking at Hayley, sitting in the front with Billie Joe. "You ok Hayley?" I asked.
"Yeah I'm just watching the road!" she grinned. She slipped her hand in Billie Joe's and he held it tightly as a tear ran down Hayley's cheek.
"Hayley.......what's wrong?" I asked. The others (Mike, Tre and Mel) were too busy talking to notice how softly I was talking,
"I guess it's just Bree." said Hayley.
BILLIE JOE'S P.O.V.
We pulled up at a big park. But it was really a cemetary. There was a heap of people out the front wearing black. I can tell we are here. Hayley couldn't keep it in anymore, she burst out in tears. We walked up to the place where most the people were standing waiting for the ceremony to begin. Everyone was wearing FULL black and not one other colour except Tre who was wearing a red tie. Tre looked around and the people.
"I'm the only one wearing a colour." hissed Tre.
"I told you not to wear a tie!" Mike hissed back at him.
"Yeah I know but it's so....sexy." joked Tre, pulling at his tie.
"Now Breanna's friend Melonie will read a speech in memory of her friend." said the guy who was standing out the front.
I got to have a look at Bree before, lying in her coffin, she was really pale and she had a small red mark around her neck. Such a waste of life.
"Um...Bree was my best friend. I was with her her whole life." choked Mel. "I would have stayed with her much longer but...her life was cut short by...a monster."
I felt my heart break as a small tear ran down her cheek. I felt a droplet of rain come down on my shoulder as she continued talking.
"I stayed with her, I wiped her tears, I held her hand, I picked her up when she was too drunk to pick herself up." A small laugh came from Mike. Everyone looked at him.
"Geez Mike, you're an embarresment!" I whispered. Mike cringed. It started to pour down with rain.
"But, I am seriously going to miss my Baby Bree, she was a huge part of my life, and I'll never forget her." Mel's tears where much more obvious now.
GEMMA'S P.O.V.
I nearly choked on my words. Mel's speech touched me. I looked over at Billie Joe who was softly smiling at Mel. Mike rubbed her arm as she sat back down in her seat. I wiped a tear away from my eyes. Mike rubbed my arm at the same time.
"My hands are full now." he smiled.
"Lucky man." Tre joked pulling Mel towards him. Soon the service ended and it was time to go back home.
"That is the last time I'll ever see Bree at all." whispered Mel while she was in the car.
Tre put his arm around her and she burst out in tears. I looked over at Hayley who was sitting in the front next to me.
"Why don't we just stop for coffee over there?" pointed Hayley.
"Good idea, I think I need a coffee fix." Mike grinned.
"You have enough caffeine going through your body!" snapped Billie Joe.
TRE'S P.O.V.
I went to get out of the car with some kind of style. I fell flat on my face in mud.
"GOD DAMMIT!" I stood up and wiped the shit off my shirt. I saw Mike and Billie Joe sniggering. "Bastards." I muttered.
"I'm sorry, Tre my dear, what was that?" said Billie Joe looking at me with a innocent smile.
"I could slap you sometimes!" I hissed. Billie Joe walked over and gave me a hug,
"There there my friend." he whispered. "Don't be an idiot."
*SMACK!*
A huge ball of mud hit the back of my head, which made me smash into Billie Joe, I turned around to see Mike wiping mud off his hands.
"That was NOT funny!" I said trying not to smile.
"It was very funny." laughed Gemma.
We walked into the coffee place. The smell of muffins and coffee and other types of shit they keep in coffee shops hit me the minute I walked in. Mike ran over to a table with nice chairs. I ran after him and sat down on my seat.
"What are you getting?" Mike asked.
"A coffee, what else am I meant to get at a coffee shop?"
Mike smirked. "Don't be a smart ass Tre, it doesn't suit you."
"Ha fucking ha, Mike, so funny." I said with a sarcastic look on my face.
"When you're trying to look sarcastic you look like you're having a baby." said Hayley sitting down next to Mike.
"Either that or he is constipated." Mike said rolling his eyes.
Billie Joe walked over holding four coffees. I waited for him to hand me mine, he gave one to Hayley, Mike, Mel and the last one was for him.
"Ahem." I said.
Billie Joe didn't look up.
"AHEM!" I said louder.
"Just cough Tre," said Billie.
He thinks I need to cough!!
"I WANT MY COFFEE ASSHOLE!" I yelled. The people in the coffee place looked at me. Billie Joe laughed.
"I didn't know what you wanted!"
I walked up to the counter muttering insults about life and God and Billie Joe. He knew I was only playing around but I didn't want to go and get this myself.
"Just a coffee...um....a normal one...." I said to the girl at the counter.
"Decaf, Frappachino, Cappachino or Latte?" she asked quickly with a smile on her face. I stared at her.
"Um...what?" I looked back at Mel who was pissing herself laughing.
"Do you want what they were having?" the counter girl asked with a sympathetic look.
"What did they have?" I asked.
"Which one?" she asked. "The blonde guy, the blonde chick......?"
"Hold on." I said walking back to my table.
I picked up Billie Joe's drink and took a sip.
"Ewww! What the fucking hell is that!?" I asked. "It's awful!"
"It's a frappachino, and I like it, thanks!" he snapped taking back his drink.
I took Mike's and drank a bit, "Yeah I like that, what's that one?" I asked quickly.
"Cappachino. Good isn't it?"
"Yeah yeah whatever." I said jumping around impatiently. "Hold on a sec."
I ran back over to the counter.
"I'll take a Cappachino and a muffin that has the most chocolate and or sugar in it."
She smiled and went to get my stuff.
"Australian coffee is so weird." I said to myself.
I took my coffee and stumbled around trying to figure out the money Hayley gave me earlier.
"What the fuck?!" I shouted. "What are all these coins?!"
I tipped all the money I had on the ground. I sat down infront of the pile of coins and counted. "Oh wow! I found a dollar that's in the shape of a coin!"
The girl in the counter smiled.
"Not from around here are ya?"
"Nope."
She walked out from behind the counter and helped me count.
"I never was good with money and counting and....school altogether." I said to her as she stood up.
"Me either. Probably the reason I'm working in here."
"Thanks," I smiled. "You're one of the few people I met that hasn't hit me in Australia so...thanks." She grinned. I went over to my table and sat down.
"What?" I asked, noticing that everyone was staring at me.
"No idea." said Mike looking away.
"I know I'm good looking, I'm told that everyday. But there's no need to stare." I grinned.
"Yeah whatever YOU think Tre," said Billie Joe, "The people with eyes know you're not good looking."
"He is good looking." said Mel suddenly.
I smiled at her. "Yeah, listen to Mel, SHE has eyes."
"Who's SHE, Tre, the pig's pajamas?" asked Mike putting his cup down.
"It's the cat's pajamas, Mike." said Gemma patting Mike's back.
"Oh....o...k" he said slowly.
