Dream On, chapter 4

There were sirens everywhere. Billie Joe covered his ears to block out the terrible noise and kept hugging Mike's limp body. Then the paramedics came rushing over and took Mike away, leaving Billie Joe scared and alone. "C'mon, Bill," A kind voice said. Billie Joe looked up to see Tré standing in front of him. "The paramedics say we can go in the ambulance with Mike." Billie Joe followed Tré numbly to the ambulance and stared down at Mike as the ambulance hurtled along the highway. His friend had wires and tubes coming out of his body as he lay on the stretcher, oblivious to what was going on around him. The bottom half of his bony, snow white face was covered by an oxygen mask as the paramedics worked to halt the blood gushing from his wound. With not much luck, either. That should be me, Billie Joe thought, fighting hard not to cry. I'm the one who should have been stabbed. It's my fault. Billie Joe wanted to die. More than anything else.