Just another story., chapter 2
I woke up in a room filled with sounds of sniffing and whispering. My head felt like it had been split into two. It took me awhile to realise why I was there. I completely forgot about it until I remembered that Tre was there and he had been shot. I couldn't seem to talk though. My mouth didn't want to let out any words although I was trying so hard to talk when this burst of pain shot through my head and I passed out again. In about a minute I woke up and there were doctors and nurses rushing around me and I could hear my father yelling "David please don't die! I love you and I'm so sorry! ". I suddenly felt scared yet brave at the same time. A nurse was pouring some liquid on to a cloth and immediatly pressed it to my nose. It was making me sleepy but I fought against it. I didn't want to sleep I wanted anwsers! But I gradually fell sleepier and sleepier and decided to go to sleep anyway.
* David"s Dad"s POV *
I am so afraid. I should never have tried to forget Margie. Oh, Margie how I love you so. David please don"t die, I can"t possibly live without you!
* End of POV *
* Few hours later *
"David, David, wake up." I kept hearing a voice now and then saying that and just that. Everytime the voice seemed more and more eager for me to wake up and when I heard it for about the twentieth time I shot up. I was expecting to see Tre but I saw my father. My face dropped as I looked into his eyes. I was surprised to see a certain amount of sincerity in his voice. I was shocked because I expected the same cold hard face that I got every morning after his marriage. He said, "David, I know you might not like me anymore but your trying to commit suicide has made me realise that I had been neglecting you and I wish to give you my most sincere apology for everything I have done. David, you have no idea how sorry I am that I missed your growing up and now that you are already 21 I don't really know if you will but please, please accept my apology." I was overwhelmed with shock and was to afraid to say anything because my father was abusive for awhile. But just muttered a quick "yes". And before he could say anything else I said "How is Tre?". I realised that he was he"sitating and said it wasn't important. I started screaming that it was important and the nurses rushed in telling me to be quiet but I didn"t obey. I insisted in finding out what happened to Tre. And my father slapped me across the face and I started bleeding because he had a ring on but I continued to yell and father was dragged out by two of the nurses. They told me that if I calmed down and kept quiet they would tell me everything. So I did. And suddenly a doctor ran in saying that he needed help because one of the patients needed an operation immediatly. I was left aone in the room wondering what had happened to Tre and me. I couldn't even get up because my entire body seemed to be in a cast. All kinds of things were running through my mind about Tre. I felt so helpless and upset and I became depressed. All my emotions were building up inside me and I badly wanted to let them out but I didn't know how. Suddenly one of the nurses returned and said "Sir, we are very sorry to say that your father was runover by a trailer on his way back home a minute ago. He didn't survive. " I was once again overwhelmed by shock, anger, sadness and depression. I didn't know what to say so I just sat there. And the more I thought about it the more I realised that my father and Tre were the only ones at there when I tried to commit suicide. They both seemed to want to tell me something. Something important. The more I thought about it the more I wondered about it. Another nurse came in and ran a couple of tests on me and said that there were three people who wanted to meet me and that they would tell me the anwser to my question. In walked three people you could say I knew very well. Billie Joe Armstrong, Adrienne Nesser Armstrong and Michael Ryan Pritchard aka Mike Dirnt. "Hey kid, your name is David Davidson right?" said Billie. "Yeah. " came my anwser. Adreinne asked "How are you?" and my anwser was " I have honestly no idea. I have no idea what happened what is damaged and what is permanent or what I need to do or more importantly if Tre is still alive. According to the nurse you are the ones who will give me that anwser." "Yes, but not now, later." came the reply. "As for what is happening to you, the doctor will be in within an hour or so to tell all four of us everything" came the reply yet again. I didn't say anything but instead felt annoyed that nobody that nobody wanted to tell me anything. Unfortunately, the doctor never came and Adrienne went down and bought some sandwiches and we all sat down ate and talked. It actually lifted my spirits a little. But I will still a little upset and just then the doctor walked in with the results of the various tests that were run on me while I was unconcious and the ones that the nurse did earlier...
* David"s Dad"s POV *
I am so afraid. I should never have tried to forget Margie. Oh, Margie how I love you so. David please don"t die, I can"t possibly live without you!
* End of POV *
* Few hours later *
"David, David, wake up." I kept hearing a voice now and then saying that and just that. Everytime the voice seemed more and more eager for me to wake up and when I heard it for about the twentieth time I shot up. I was expecting to see Tre but I saw my father. My face dropped as I looked into his eyes. I was surprised to see a certain amount of sincerity in his voice. I was shocked because I expected the same cold hard face that I got every morning after his marriage. He said, "David, I know you might not like me anymore but your trying to commit suicide has made me realise that I had been neglecting you and I wish to give you my most sincere apology for everything I have done. David, you have no idea how sorry I am that I missed your growing up and now that you are already 21 I don't really know if you will but please, please accept my apology." I was overwhelmed with shock and was to afraid to say anything because my father was abusive for awhile. But just muttered a quick "yes". And before he could say anything else I said "How is Tre?". I realised that he was he"sitating and said it wasn't important. I started screaming that it was important and the nurses rushed in telling me to be quiet but I didn"t obey. I insisted in finding out what happened to Tre. And my father slapped me across the face and I started bleeding because he had a ring on but I continued to yell and father was dragged out by two of the nurses. They told me that if I calmed down and kept quiet they would tell me everything. So I did. And suddenly a doctor ran in saying that he needed help because one of the patients needed an operation immediatly. I was left aone in the room wondering what had happened to Tre and me. I couldn't even get up because my entire body seemed to be in a cast. All kinds of things were running through my mind about Tre. I felt so helpless and upset and I became depressed. All my emotions were building up inside me and I badly wanted to let them out but I didn't know how. Suddenly one of the nurses returned and said "Sir, we are very sorry to say that your father was runover by a trailer on his way back home a minute ago. He didn't survive. " I was once again overwhelmed by shock, anger, sadness and depression. I didn't know what to say so I just sat there. And the more I thought about it the more I realised that my father and Tre were the only ones at there when I tried to commit suicide. They both seemed to want to tell me something. Something important. The more I thought about it the more I wondered about it. Another nurse came in and ran a couple of tests on me and said that there were three people who wanted to meet me and that they would tell me the anwser to my question. In walked three people you could say I knew very well. Billie Joe Armstrong, Adrienne Nesser Armstrong and Michael Ryan Pritchard aka Mike Dirnt. "Hey kid, your name is David Davidson right?" said Billie. "Yeah. " came my anwser. Adreinne asked "How are you?" and my anwser was " I have honestly no idea. I have no idea what happened what is damaged and what is permanent or what I need to do or more importantly if Tre is still alive. According to the nurse you are the ones who will give me that anwser." "Yes, but not now, later." came the reply. "As for what is happening to you, the doctor will be in within an hour or so to tell all four of us everything" came the reply yet again. I didn't say anything but instead felt annoyed that nobody that nobody wanted to tell me anything. Unfortunately, the doctor never came and Adrienne went down and bought some sandwiches and we all sat down ate and talked. It actually lifted my spirits a little. But I will still a little upset and just then the doctor walked in with the results of the various tests that were run on me while I was unconcious and the ones that the nurse did earlier...
