What He Doesn't Know Can't Hurt Him...or Can it?, chapter 3
***Billie Joe's POV***
Where am I? I can't see a thing. It's so dark in here. There are no windows, so I don't know if it's light out or if it's still dark out. I tried to get up, but I was tied to a chair!
I just sat there for it seemed like ten minutes.
"Owwwww." I mumbled. My head hurts so bad. I remember getting hit on the head with a hammer by some man, but I couldn't tell who the man was. I have cuts on my shoulder from when the fucker smashed my car window and the glass cut me. I couldn't see the cuts, but I knew they were there because I could see blood coming through my shirt.
I sat there a little while longer when I felt a hand touch my cut up shoulder. I jumped from being startled and from the pain in my shoulder.
"Morning, Armstrong." The man said. I kept staring straight ahead of me. I didn't want to look in his direction. Not that I would be able to see him anyway.
All of a sudden all the lights in the room came on. I squinted my eyes because I've been sitting in the darkness for a while.
Then I looked to see who was standing above me. My eyes widened to see who the man was. He was (you guessed it! It wasn't much of a guess, but... ) the man I despised, Eminem. He had a stupid smirk on his face. I wanted to smack it off. I could only wish.
"What do you want!?" Was all I said.
"Ohhh.. Nothing." Was all he said. Until he walked up and started choking me! "Just want to let you know that I hate you too." Then he let go of my neck. I started coughing and gasping for more air. Then he kicked me in the stomach. I yelped in pain and hunched over my legs. Eminem just walked out of the room. He didn't say anything more.
***Mike's POV***
I walked downstairs and noticed that Tre was gone. I think Tre and Billie are going to pull a prank on me or something. They never just leave and don't tell me. Or maybe something happened to them! I mean, Billie has been gone for a long time, but Tre, he was in the house.
***Tre's POV***
Ow... My back really hurts from lying on all this shit. I felt the car stop and shut off. Then I heard doors slam shut and then the man that took me from Billie Joe's house opened the trunk and pulled me out. I fell to the ground. Ouch.
"Mmmffff" Is what came through the tape that's on my mouth when I fell to the ground. The man then ripped the tape that was keeping my legs together off. He pulled me up off the ground. Then he pushed me to the direction he wanted to go to. It was so dark out, I couldn't see where I was going until I saw a light above a door. The man opened the door and pushed me in through the doorway. My eyes were starting to hurt from the brightness in the building I was now walking through with this still unknown mystery man. We walked up closer to a door. There was a man standing at the door. I recognized him. Then I looked closer, it was Eminem, the dude Billie Joe can't stand. But why was he here? I still don't know why I'm here. Maybe I'll figure that out soon. Then when we reached Eminem, he pulled me by the collar of my shirt and opened the door. He threw me in the room where I saw someone sitting in a chair. I heard him lock the door.
"Tre!" Oh my god! It was Billie Joe.
***Mike's POV***
Maybe I'll call Tre's cell phone. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I dialed Tre's number.
"Yes! It's ringing!"
***Billie Joe's POV***
Oh my god! Tre's cell phone started ringing. We both looked at each other and then looked back at the cell phone that fell out of Tre's pocket and now lying on the floor next to him.
Tre quickly grabbed his phone with his feet and opened it. Then he put the phone on my shoulders so I could talk into the phone.
"Hello?" I said
"Billie?" Said the voice on the other line.
"Mike?"
"Yeah, where are you? I was really worried. And Tre's missing!" Mike didn't have to tell me he was worried, I could hear it in his voice.
"Yeah.. Ummm he's with me.
"Really? So, where are you guys?"
"I don't know." I said in a confused voice
"What do-. What's happened to you two?"
"Well, on my way to the store, I stopped at a stop sign and someone came up to my car and hit my window with a hammer and then hit me on the head with it."
"Tre must have gotten kidnapped from your house then, Billie."
"Yeah, probably."
"Is Tre ok?"
"Yep."
"Then why did you answer his cell phone?"
"Because he's a little tied up at the moment."
"Ohhh k. Well, you guys need to find out where you are."
"Don't count on it."
"Ok.. Well I gotta go. Pizza's here."
"Mike! You better not ha-"
I got cut off from the sound of Mike hanging up the phone.
Where am I? I can't see a thing. It's so dark in here. There are no windows, so I don't know if it's light out or if it's still dark out. I tried to get up, but I was tied to a chair!
I just sat there for it seemed like ten minutes.
"Owwwww." I mumbled. My head hurts so bad. I remember getting hit on the head with a hammer by some man, but I couldn't tell who the man was. I have cuts on my shoulder from when the fucker smashed my car window and the glass cut me. I couldn't see the cuts, but I knew they were there because I could see blood coming through my shirt.
I sat there a little while longer when I felt a hand touch my cut up shoulder. I jumped from being startled and from the pain in my shoulder.
"Morning, Armstrong." The man said. I kept staring straight ahead of me. I didn't want to look in his direction. Not that I would be able to see him anyway.
All of a sudden all the lights in the room came on. I squinted my eyes because I've been sitting in the darkness for a while.
Then I looked to see who was standing above me. My eyes widened to see who the man was. He was (you guessed it! It wasn't much of a guess, but... ) the man I despised, Eminem. He had a stupid smirk on his face. I wanted to smack it off. I could only wish.
"What do you want!?" Was all I said.
"Ohhh.. Nothing." Was all he said. Until he walked up and started choking me! "Just want to let you know that I hate you too." Then he let go of my neck. I started coughing and gasping for more air. Then he kicked me in the stomach. I yelped in pain and hunched over my legs. Eminem just walked out of the room. He didn't say anything more.
***Mike's POV***
I walked downstairs and noticed that Tre was gone. I think Tre and Billie are going to pull a prank on me or something. They never just leave and don't tell me. Or maybe something happened to them! I mean, Billie has been gone for a long time, but Tre, he was in the house.
***Tre's POV***
Ow... My back really hurts from lying on all this shit. I felt the car stop and shut off. Then I heard doors slam shut and then the man that took me from Billie Joe's house opened the trunk and pulled me out. I fell to the ground. Ouch.
"Mmmffff" Is what came through the tape that's on my mouth when I fell to the ground. The man then ripped the tape that was keeping my legs together off. He pulled me up off the ground. Then he pushed me to the direction he wanted to go to. It was so dark out, I couldn't see where I was going until I saw a light above a door. The man opened the door and pushed me in through the doorway. My eyes were starting to hurt from the brightness in the building I was now walking through with this still unknown mystery man. We walked up closer to a door. There was a man standing at the door. I recognized him. Then I looked closer, it was Eminem, the dude Billie Joe can't stand. But why was he here? I still don't know why I'm here. Maybe I'll figure that out soon. Then when we reached Eminem, he pulled me by the collar of my shirt and opened the door. He threw me in the room where I saw someone sitting in a chair. I heard him lock the door.
"Tre!" Oh my god! It was Billie Joe.
***Mike's POV***
Maybe I'll call Tre's cell phone. Yeah, that's what I'll do. I dialed Tre's number.
"Yes! It's ringing!"
***Billie Joe's POV***
Oh my god! Tre's cell phone started ringing. We both looked at each other and then looked back at the cell phone that fell out of Tre's pocket and now lying on the floor next to him.
Tre quickly grabbed his phone with his feet and opened it. Then he put the phone on my shoulders so I could talk into the phone.
"Hello?" I said
"Billie?" Said the voice on the other line.
"Mike?"
"Yeah, where are you? I was really worried. And Tre's missing!" Mike didn't have to tell me he was worried, I could hear it in his voice.
"Yeah.. Ummm he's with me.
"Really? So, where are you guys?"
"I don't know." I said in a confused voice
"What do-. What's happened to you two?"
"Well, on my way to the store, I stopped at a stop sign and someone came up to my car and hit my window with a hammer and then hit me on the head with it."
"Tre must have gotten kidnapped from your house then, Billie."
"Yeah, probably."
"Is Tre ok?"
"Yep."
"Then why did you answer his cell phone?"
"Because he's a little tied up at the moment."
"Ohhh k. Well, you guys need to find out where you are."
"Don't count on it."
"Ok.. Well I gotta go. Pizza's here."
"Mike! You better not ha-"
I got cut off from the sound of Mike hanging up the phone.
