I want us to be together forever, chapter 5
Tré grabbed Tiffany's arm and ran out the door. Tiffany got in the drivers side of the car while Tré got in the passengers side. They sped away, worrying what could have happened to Billie.
They arrived to the hospital and they rushed in. They see Mike and Adrienne sitting in the waiting room, Adrienne in tears, and Mike trying his best to comfort her.
*Tré's POV*
"WHAT HAPPENED TO BILLIE?"
"He.. He.... Oh god. It's my fault... What if he dies! I can't stand this! Oh god. NO," Said Adrienne.
"ADRIENNE, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO BILLIE!" I yelled, making people stare.
"He... He.. He" she mumbled.
"He slit his wrist and throat," said Mike, breaking down into tears.
"No.. No. No. No no no no Mike don't tell me that. You're lying! NO! WHY THE HELL WOULD HE DO THAT? NO!"
"Tré man, I don't know.. All we know right now is that he's lost an enormous amount of blood. The doctors aren't even sure if he's going to make it. They said that if he does, he will be in a coma for the rest of his life or have brain damage from the blood loss. If we're lucky, he could recover. But there's only a 10% chance of that."
"No, what have I done. No. This isn't right! It isn't fair! I love him so much! Why would he do this to us! To himself!?"
"Tré calm down. 10%. There's still a possibility. Billie is a strong guy. He'll recover. Just have faith in him," Said Tiffany.
I fell onto a seat, feeling weak of the news I had heard. I can't take this. Billie had never been known to be selfish. Trying to kill yourself is VERY selfish. He's not hurting himself. He's hurting everyone that loves him. Me, Mike, Adie, his family, friends, fans. Why would he even consider this? 10%. Only 10%. That's not good enough. I want a guarantee.
"Tré hon, come on. Lets go outside for a second." Said Tiffany.
"Okay," I said trying to hold back tears that eventually fell from my eyes.
*Outside*
*Tiffany's POV*
"Tré, don't blame yourself. He made that choice."
"But I kissed her! He saw us! He loves her, and he got his heart broken. I done this to hi—"
"TRE SHUT THE HELL UP. YOU HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS. IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT. YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. LET IT GO."
"......... Tiff. I...I'm sorry."
"Ahh Tré, I'm sorry for yelling. I shouldn't have...I can't even imagine what you're going through. I'm really sorry."
"Don't be. I needed it. I deserved it."
"No one deserves to be yelled at at a time like this."
"Come here."
*No one's pov*
Tré and Tiffany hugged for a long while. This made Tré feel much better. All Tiffany kept thinking about was she's taking advantage of Tré's emotions. But it felt so right. For both of them.
They arrived to the hospital and they rushed in. They see Mike and Adrienne sitting in the waiting room, Adrienne in tears, and Mike trying his best to comfort her.
*Tré's POV*
"WHAT HAPPENED TO BILLIE?"
"He.. He.... Oh god. It's my fault... What if he dies! I can't stand this! Oh god. NO," Said Adrienne.
"ADRIENNE, WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO BILLIE!" I yelled, making people stare.
"He... He.. He" she mumbled.
"He slit his wrist and throat," said Mike, breaking down into tears.
"No.. No. No. No no no no Mike don't tell me that. You're lying! NO! WHY THE HELL WOULD HE DO THAT? NO!"
"Tré man, I don't know.. All we know right now is that he's lost an enormous amount of blood. The doctors aren't even sure if he's going to make it. They said that if he does, he will be in a coma for the rest of his life or have brain damage from the blood loss. If we're lucky, he could recover. But there's only a 10% chance of that."
"No, what have I done. No. This isn't right! It isn't fair! I love him so much! Why would he do this to us! To himself!?"
"Tré calm down. 10%. There's still a possibility. Billie is a strong guy. He'll recover. Just have faith in him," Said Tiffany.
I fell onto a seat, feeling weak of the news I had heard. I can't take this. Billie had never been known to be selfish. Trying to kill yourself is VERY selfish. He's not hurting himself. He's hurting everyone that loves him. Me, Mike, Adie, his family, friends, fans. Why would he even consider this? 10%. Only 10%. That's not good enough. I want a guarantee.
"Tré hon, come on. Lets go outside for a second." Said Tiffany.
"Okay," I said trying to hold back tears that eventually fell from my eyes.
*Outside*
*Tiffany's POV*
"Tré, don't blame yourself. He made that choice."
"But I kissed her! He saw us! He loves her, and he got his heart broken. I done this to hi—"
"TRE SHUT THE HELL UP. YOU HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH THIS. IT'S NOT YOUR FAULT. YOU DID NOTHING WRONG. LET IT GO."
"......... Tiff. I...I'm sorry."
"Ahh Tré, I'm sorry for yelling. I shouldn't have...I can't even imagine what you're going through. I'm really sorry."
"Don't be. I needed it. I deserved it."
"No one deserves to be yelled at at a time like this."
"Come here."
*No one's pov*
Tré and Tiffany hugged for a long while. This made Tré feel much better. All Tiffany kept thinking about was she's taking advantage of Tré's emotions. But it felt so right. For both of them.
