The Joke Is Over (Sequel to Late Night Partiers), chapter 20
Billie arrived at the hospital and got Mike out of the car. Mike kept on whispering, "Leave me..." Repeatedly. Billie tried his best to get him out of the car and managed to get him into the hospital doors before it got harder for him to breathe.
Billie gasped for air, he knew he was suffering from a panic attack.
"Nurse..." Billie said, seeing a nurse walk towards them. "Nurse...help...us.." He fell to his knees and the nurse knelt down and looked at Billie. She pulled a paper bag out of her pocket and told him to breathe in and out. Then she got another nurse to get Mike a doctor.
Billie tried his best to get over the panic attack but then he looked at the nurse, "Nurse make sure...nothing...h-happens to...him.."
"Mr. Armstrong just breathe, we'll take good care of him," said the nurse, as Billie suddenly passed out.
LATER ON, Billie awoke with Tre staring at him worriedly. Billie jumped and noticed he had an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.
Tre shook his head, "Billie, don't you EVER do that again!"
Billie looked at Tre feeling confused,"What!?"
"Don't you scare me like that again!" shouted Tre about to cry.
Billie knew Tre wasn't about to cry because of him, "Tre dude, wh-what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Billie..." muttered Tre. Billie gave him a certain expression on his face which made Tre burst out, "They don't know if Mike is gonna make it or not.."
Billie swallowed a lump in his throat and said, "You're screwing around with me.."
"Billie, I'm not," said Tre running his fingers through his hair. "The doctor said, that Mike cuts are deep that as fast as they put blood into his system...he somehow can't get enough into his body to make it run properly..."
Billie gave Tre a cold look and a tear rolled down his cheek, "Tr-Tre...no...he can't.. No, not Mike..."
"Billie stop it...it's hard enough to tell you once," said Tre.
"I wanna see him," said Billie.
"They won't let anyone in," said Tre putting his head in his hands.
A doctor walked in and looked really sad, "Hello Mr. Armstrong, Mr. Cool... I have something to tell you.." Both, Tre and Billie's, heart sank. "Mr. Dirnt is in critical condition. I've done all I can do, it's looking as if he could possibly die soon..." Tre and Billie gave him blank expressions.
Billie broke the silence and said, "Can we see him?"
"Yes, you both may go and visit him," said the doctor. He exited the room.
Billie jumped out of the bed and both of them ran to Mike's room which was down the hall. Billie and Tre burst into the room and saw no one in there except for Mike.
"Billie, he looks bad," said Tre.
Both of them walked in and was annoyed by the constant beeping of the heart monitor that was hooked up to Mike. He was dressed in one of those fashoinable hospital gowns. He looked like death has already warmed up to him, the monitor was the only way to tell that he was still alive. Tre and Billie sat down. Billie held Mike's hand and gazed upon all the cuts up and down his arm. You could still see his tattoo of the dager, but some cuts were running up and down it.. Billie didn't understand why Mike did this to himself.
Tre gazed at the cuts as well.. "Bill, it's my fault..."
"No, Tre...don't blame it on yourself...Mike just wasn't thinking about the consequences..." explained Billie.
"Billie it's my fault!!" muttered Tre. "He wouldn't have cut if it wasn't for me being so freaking nosy."
"Stop blaming yourself, " said Billie. "It's my fault...I was too mean to him on the phone."
"No, I yelled at him on the phone. I stuck my nose in his business, and I was the one that got jumped..." said Tre jumping out of his chair and walked out of the room..
Mike's eyes were open and he heard every bit of what was just said. Billie let go of his hand and put his head in his hands, mumbling to himself. Then he jumped up, crying hysterically, and followed Tre to drag him back in. A few minutes later, Billie came back in holding Tre by his arm. They argued back and forth about different things..
"Billie, it's my fault. I'll pay for everything!" shouted Tre about an inch from Billie's face.
"Tre, you're talking like he's already dead!" shouted Billie crying..
"I'm sorry but when a doctor tells you that someone you have known forever and love like a brother is gonna die! WHAT in the heck would you do!?" shouted Tre as he leaned against the wall and slid down in. "Come on Bill...who are we kidding. We couldn't live without him. Look at us right now, we're falling apart and he's still sitting there, probably listening to every word we're saying!"
Billie sat down where he was earlier and ignored everything Tre was saying.
Mike's eyes opened all the way and Billie smiled with tears still streaming down his face.
Mike didn't want to say anything...
Billie gasped for air, he knew he was suffering from a panic attack.
"Nurse..." Billie said, seeing a nurse walk towards them. "Nurse...help...us.." He fell to his knees and the nurse knelt down and looked at Billie. She pulled a paper bag out of her pocket and told him to breathe in and out. Then she got another nurse to get Mike a doctor.
Billie tried his best to get over the panic attack but then he looked at the nurse, "Nurse make sure...nothing...h-happens to...him.."
"Mr. Armstrong just breathe, we'll take good care of him," said the nurse, as Billie suddenly passed out.
LATER ON, Billie awoke with Tre staring at him worriedly. Billie jumped and noticed he had an oxygen mask over his mouth and nose.
Tre shook his head, "Billie, don't you EVER do that again!"
Billie looked at Tre feeling confused,"What!?"
"Don't you scare me like that again!" shouted Tre about to cry.
Billie knew Tre wasn't about to cry because of him, "Tre dude, wh-what's wrong?"
"Nothing, Billie..." muttered Tre. Billie gave him a certain expression on his face which made Tre burst out, "They don't know if Mike is gonna make it or not.."
Billie swallowed a lump in his throat and said, "You're screwing around with me.."
"Billie, I'm not," said Tre running his fingers through his hair. "The doctor said, that Mike cuts are deep that as fast as they put blood into his system...he somehow can't get enough into his body to make it run properly..."
Billie gave Tre a cold look and a tear rolled down his cheek, "Tr-Tre...no...he can't.. No, not Mike..."
"Billie stop it...it's hard enough to tell you once," said Tre.
"I wanna see him," said Billie.
"They won't let anyone in," said Tre putting his head in his hands.
A doctor walked in and looked really sad, "Hello Mr. Armstrong, Mr. Cool... I have something to tell you.." Both, Tre and Billie's, heart sank. "Mr. Dirnt is in critical condition. I've done all I can do, it's looking as if he could possibly die soon..." Tre and Billie gave him blank expressions.
Billie broke the silence and said, "Can we see him?"
"Yes, you both may go and visit him," said the doctor. He exited the room.
Billie jumped out of the bed and both of them ran to Mike's room which was down the hall. Billie and Tre burst into the room and saw no one in there except for Mike.
"Billie, he looks bad," said Tre.
Both of them walked in and was annoyed by the constant beeping of the heart monitor that was hooked up to Mike. He was dressed in one of those fashoinable hospital gowns. He looked like death has already warmed up to him, the monitor was the only way to tell that he was still alive. Tre and Billie sat down. Billie held Mike's hand and gazed upon all the cuts up and down his arm. You could still see his tattoo of the dager, but some cuts were running up and down it.. Billie didn't understand why Mike did this to himself.
Tre gazed at the cuts as well.. "Bill, it's my fault..."
"No, Tre...don't blame it on yourself...Mike just wasn't thinking about the consequences..." explained Billie.
"Billie it's my fault!!" muttered Tre. "He wouldn't have cut if it wasn't for me being so freaking nosy."
"Stop blaming yourself, " said Billie. "It's my fault...I was too mean to him on the phone."
"No, I yelled at him on the phone. I stuck my nose in his business, and I was the one that got jumped..." said Tre jumping out of his chair and walked out of the room..
Mike's eyes were open and he heard every bit of what was just said. Billie let go of his hand and put his head in his hands, mumbling to himself. Then he jumped up, crying hysterically, and followed Tre to drag him back in. A few minutes later, Billie came back in holding Tre by his arm. They argued back and forth about different things..
"Billie, it's my fault. I'll pay for everything!" shouted Tre about an inch from Billie's face.
"Tre, you're talking like he's already dead!" shouted Billie crying..
"I'm sorry but when a doctor tells you that someone you have known forever and love like a brother is gonna die! WHAT in the heck would you do!?" shouted Tre as he leaned against the wall and slid down in. "Come on Bill...who are we kidding. We couldn't live without him. Look at us right now, we're falling apart and he's still sitting there, probably listening to every word we're saying!"
Billie sat down where he was earlier and ignored everything Tre was saying.
Mike's eyes opened all the way and Billie smiled with tears still streaming down his face.
Mike didn't want to say anything...
