Mike's Drunken Gamble, chapter 6
"Two, you can die yourself!" said Billie Joe to the woman, who had turned around, just in time to see a garbge can swing and hit her head.
The woman passed out.
"Oh my god!" said Mike as he looked at Billie Joe, with disberleavmeant (?)
"DADDY!" shouted Stella as she ran into her father's arms.
"I'm here, don't worry, I'm here," they both had tears in their eyes.
Next morning...... Mike was staying with Tre'.
"Well, that's Stella off to school," said Mike drinking his morning coffe.
"Yep. Hey, sorry that you had to go through that man,"
"It's alright, as long as my daughter's safe, I'm not bothered about me,"
Later... At Mike's house.
Mike was sitting down on the couch, starring at the tv, not watching just starring really. He heard the doorbell go, this time, he was prpeared, he brought the shot gun the day before.
"who's there?"
No answer.
He cautiolsy opened the door, only to find Tre'.
"Jesus christ Mike!"
"Oh sorry Tre'"
"What's that for?" Mike gave him thee look that said "You know what wich invovles you know who,"
"Oh..."
"What are you doing here?" Mike asked, a he put the gun down.
"Nothing just came and see how you was man!"
"Oh. Come in," said Mike standing at the side to let him in.
"Hey how'd ya sleep?" aksed Tre' out of the blue.
"What?"
"I said, how'd ya sleep?"
"Good, why?"
"Oh nothing, just there was a massive earthquake last night,"
"There was?"
"And Mike..." Tre' seemed to stop, as though he didn't want to tell him.
"What Tre'?"
"And... Billie Joe was badly injured!" All the color there was on Mike's face left him.
"What? TRE' WHY DIDN'T TELL ME TRE'? WHY?"
"Because I didn't want you tense!"
"TENSE? OH, I'M WAY BE ON TENSE!" said Mike grabbing Tre by the scruff of his shirt.
"Come on, me and YOU are going to the hospital, your driving!" he said to Tre' whilst litterally carring him out the door, like a rag doll.
The woman passed out.
"Oh my god!" said Mike as he looked at Billie Joe, with disberleavmeant (?)
"DADDY!" shouted Stella as she ran into her father's arms.
"I'm here, don't worry, I'm here," they both had tears in their eyes.
Next morning...... Mike was staying with Tre'.
"Well, that's Stella off to school," said Mike drinking his morning coffe.
"Yep. Hey, sorry that you had to go through that man,"
"It's alright, as long as my daughter's safe, I'm not bothered about me,"
Later... At Mike's house.
Mike was sitting down on the couch, starring at the tv, not watching just starring really. He heard the doorbell go, this time, he was prpeared, he brought the shot gun the day before.
"who's there?"
No answer.
He cautiolsy opened the door, only to find Tre'.
"Jesus christ Mike!"
"Oh sorry Tre'"
"What's that for?" Mike gave him thee look that said "You know what wich invovles you know who,"
"Oh..."
"What are you doing here?" Mike asked, a he put the gun down.
"Nothing just came and see how you was man!"
"Oh. Come in," said Mike standing at the side to let him in.
"Hey how'd ya sleep?" aksed Tre' out of the blue.
"What?"
"I said, how'd ya sleep?"
"Good, why?"
"Oh nothing, just there was a massive earthquake last night,"
"There was?"
"And Mike..." Tre' seemed to stop, as though he didn't want to tell him.
"What Tre'?"
"And... Billie Joe was badly injured!" All the color there was on Mike's face left him.
"What? TRE' WHY DIDN'T TELL ME TRE'? WHY?"
"Because I didn't want you tense!"
"TENSE? OH, I'M WAY BE ON TENSE!" said Mike grabbing Tre by the scruff of his shirt.
"Come on, me and YOU are going to the hospital, your driving!" he said to Tre' whilst litterally carring him out the door, like a rag doll.
