Bloody Mary, chapter 11
"No. No! NO! This isn't happening! It's all a nightmare. Mike is still alive. I bet he's right at my side, waiting for me to wake up! Yeah, that's it! Oh, who am I kidding? This IS real! Mike IS covered in blood! And it's all my fault!"
Cold tears ran down Mary's face. She couldn't move. Love and hate had overcome her.
"I want Mike back. He has to be alive. I love him."
***
"Mike Dirnt?"
"Yes, my lord. Mike Dirnt."
"This can't be. This can't be! He was supposed to be DEAD!"
"I'm sorry sir, but...he...got...away."
"He got away? HE GOT AWAY?!? HOW COULD HE GET AWAY? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO KILL HIM IN THE BAR!"
"I know but I had to call you!"
"I told you that after he was acting like a drunken baffoon, you would slit his neck! IT ISN'T THAT HARD!"
"But sir-"
"BUT NOTHING! If that Galaptor didn't already kill him, I will do it myself! And you better hope that he's dead, servant. It will be his life, and yours."
With that, Prince Armstrong stormed out of the castle doors to where Mike was.
The servant stayed behind.
"I will NOT let that faggot steal my life."
The servant headed towards Mary's room.
***
"Now, Tre: Will you marry me?"
There was no response.
"Tre?"
Everything was silent.
"TRE?"
Tre looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.
"Who are we talking about?"
"Tre! I asked you if you would marry me!"
"Huh? Sure, whatever."
"Good."
"Butter IS good!"
"NO YOU IDIOT! Not the butter! There isn't any butter here anyway!"
"Butter on the toast and eat it-crunch munch munch."
"You idiot..."
***
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Did that hurt, Mikey? Well, it's gonna hurt some more!" Billie Joe shouted tauntingly at Mike, kicking him in the stomach.
"Where's Mary?"
"Why do YOU care?"
"I love her."
"Ha!" the Prince laughed. "I am marrying her tonight and there's NOTHING you can do about it, you twit!"
"No...she doesn't love you!" Mike cried with the last bit of breath he had.
"Well, too bad! We are to be wed tonight and no one will stop us!"
Billie Joe walked away with a smirk on his face and darkness in his heart. Mike lay on the ground, just barely breathing.
"I...have.......to................save her..................."
***
"Mike...."
"DARLING! There has been a terrible attack! But the man that was attacked claimed that he loved you! We all know that the only person you love is our Prince!"
"Yeah...Prince Armstrong..."
"Yes! It is five minutes until the wedding! We MUST get you there on time! Come come, darling!"
Mary picked herself up and followed behind the tailor who was bouncing off the walls in excitement. The awful images of a dead Mike still hung around in her mind.
***
The room was gorgeous. Black flames were lit around the room. Red roses were everywhere. Billie Joe couldn't stop smiling. Years had gone by and now he was finally marring the girl of his dreams. The crown that would soon be placed upon his head was sitting on the table that the purple candles and a bible rested.
Mike was no where to be found.
Billie Joe heard the sound of the organ starting up and knew that he would get to see his bride.
Mary heard the organ play "Here Comes the Bride" and was ready to walk the aisle in shame. She turned the corner into the room and knew at the end of the walk, she would have to face a monster.
He saw her turn the corner and couldn't believe his eyes. His soon-to-be wife was beautiful. When she approached the end of the aisle, he removed the veil to see the most beautiful face that he had ever laid his eyes on.
***
He had lifted himself up onto his feet and managed to walk a few steps before he came crashing down again. The Galaptor had wounded his leg pretty bad.
"MARY! I'm coming!"
Mike got up and ran as fast as his wounded leg would let him.
***
"Tre! We are getting married later at a different church, but we are going to my sister's wedding first! Come on!"
"I have to find the butter!"
"You don't need-oh fine! Bring the butter!"
"BUTTER!!!!!"
***
"Do you, Billie Joe Armstrong, take this woman to be your wife?"
"I do," he said with a mile-wide smile on his face.
"And do you, Bloody Mary, take this man to be your husband?"
"I...I.........I......do..."
"I forgot to ask, does anyone object to these people marrying? Speak now or forever hold your peace."
"I OBJECT!"
Gasps and whispers came from the crowd.
"It's HIM!"
"Mike!"
"I promised that this wedding would not be ruined, and I will keep that promise."
"MIKE! WATCH OUT!!!!"
A gun was fired right at Mike Dirnt's heart.
And it didn't miss.
Cold tears ran down Mary's face. She couldn't move. Love and hate had overcome her.
"I want Mike back. He has to be alive. I love him."
***
"Mike Dirnt?"
"Yes, my lord. Mike Dirnt."
"This can't be. This can't be! He was supposed to be DEAD!"
"I'm sorry sir, but...he...got...away."
"He got away? HE GOT AWAY?!? HOW COULD HE GET AWAY? YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO KILL HIM IN THE BAR!"
"I know but I had to call you!"
"I told you that after he was acting like a drunken baffoon, you would slit his neck! IT ISN'T THAT HARD!"
"But sir-"
"BUT NOTHING! If that Galaptor didn't already kill him, I will do it myself! And you better hope that he's dead, servant. It will be his life, and yours."
With that, Prince Armstrong stormed out of the castle doors to where Mike was.
The servant stayed behind.
"I will NOT let that faggot steal my life."
The servant headed towards Mary's room.
***
"Now, Tre: Will you marry me?"
There was no response.
"Tre?"
Everything was silent.
"TRE?"
Tre looked at her with a puzzled look on his face.
"Who are we talking about?"
"Tre! I asked you if you would marry me!"
"Huh? Sure, whatever."
"Good."
"Butter IS good!"
"NO YOU IDIOT! Not the butter! There isn't any butter here anyway!"
"Butter on the toast and eat it-crunch munch munch."
"You idiot..."
***
"AAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Did that hurt, Mikey? Well, it's gonna hurt some more!" Billie Joe shouted tauntingly at Mike, kicking him in the stomach.
"Where's Mary?"
"Why do YOU care?"
"I love her."
"Ha!" the Prince laughed. "I am marrying her tonight and there's NOTHING you can do about it, you twit!"
"No...she doesn't love you!" Mike cried with the last bit of breath he had.
"Well, too bad! We are to be wed tonight and no one will stop us!"
Billie Joe walked away with a smirk on his face and darkness in his heart. Mike lay on the ground, just barely breathing.
"I...have.......to................save her..................."
***
"Mike...."
"DARLING! There has been a terrible attack! But the man that was attacked claimed that he loved you! We all know that the only person you love is our Prince!"
"Yeah...Prince Armstrong..."
"Yes! It is five minutes until the wedding! We MUST get you there on time! Come come, darling!"
Mary picked herself up and followed behind the tailor who was bouncing off the walls in excitement. The awful images of a dead Mike still hung around in her mind.
***
The room was gorgeous. Black flames were lit around the room. Red roses were everywhere. Billie Joe couldn't stop smiling. Years had gone by and now he was finally marring the girl of his dreams. The crown that would soon be placed upon his head was sitting on the table that the purple candles and a bible rested.
Mike was no where to be found.
Billie Joe heard the sound of the organ starting up and knew that he would get to see his bride.
Mary heard the organ play "Here Comes the Bride" and was ready to walk the aisle in shame. She turned the corner into the room and knew at the end of the walk, she would have to face a monster.
He saw her turn the corner and couldn't believe his eyes. His soon-to-be wife was beautiful. When she approached the end of the aisle, he removed the veil to see the most beautiful face that he had ever laid his eyes on.
***
He had lifted himself up onto his feet and managed to walk a few steps before he came crashing down again. The Galaptor had wounded his leg pretty bad.
"MARY! I'm coming!"
Mike got up and ran as fast as his wounded leg would let him.
***
"Tre! We are getting married later at a different church, but we are going to my sister's wedding first! Come on!"
"I have to find the butter!"
"You don't need-oh fine! Bring the butter!"
"BUTTER!!!!!"
***
"Do you, Billie Joe Armstrong, take this woman to be your wife?"
"I do," he said with a mile-wide smile on his face.
"And do you, Bloody Mary, take this man to be your husband?"
"I...I.........I......do..."
"I forgot to ask, does anyone object to these people marrying? Speak now or forever hold your peace."
"I OBJECT!"
Gasps and whispers came from the crowd.
"It's HIM!"
"Mike!"
"I promised that this wedding would not be ruined, and I will keep that promise."
"MIKE! WATCH OUT!!!!"
A gun was fired right at Mike Dirnt's heart.
And it didn't miss.
