You Can't Do This To Me Mike!, chapter 13
Tre and Jason were in Tre's SUV that was driving top speed to a sleazy motel by the airport. Tre couldn't believe his luck that Mike had rung and told them where they were, he grinned evily to himself, he knew Mike wouldn't go through with this shambles of a plan, he didn't have the balls. Jason looked at the driver of the car he was in, he got nervous at the fact that Tre was grinning evily and his foot was firmly clamped down on the accelerator. Jason liked being with Tre, he gave him a kick like a drug, it seemed that the relationship they had, was just going to mount to a fuck buddy kind of partnership, Jason had comes to terms with the fact that he wasn't gay but just wanted to fuck Tre Cool's brains out everytime they touched.
"Red light!" Jason yelled at Tre who giggled and snorted, "Oh well" he shrugged. Jason clung to the dashboard wondering if he'd reach Mike and Billie alive.
***
Billie had come out the shower soaking wet and completely naked, Mike's eyes very nearly popped out of his skull, Billie realising his effect, took full advantage of the situation and lost no time in getting it on with the bassiest. Afterwards Mike and Billie were lying on each other panting trying to catch their breath, Mike felt a new found sense of confidence, "Billie"
"Mmm"
"I er... I erm... I want to tell you something"
"What?"
"Well er... I kinda rang Tre and he's on his way down"
"WHAT?" Billie sat up, his eyes turned firey
"Well, I wanted to make up with him before we left"
"MIKE HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? YOU DO REALISE HE WILL MAKE US STAY?"
"He won't Billie"
"MIKE HE FUCKIN WILL I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU COULD BE SO STUPID!"
"ME STUPID? JUST CAUSE I'M NOT HEARTLESS LIKE YOU AND LEAVE MY WIFE AND KIDS BY A FUCKING LETTER"
"THATS THE POINT MIKE, YOU HAVE NO FUCKIN WIFE OR KIDS WITH YOU! YOU FUCKED THAT UP TOO! YOU FUCK EVERYTHING UP" Billie screamed throwing on his clothes and kicking the nearby lamp of the table.
"I FUCK EVERYTHING UP? ME? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WANTED TO LEAVE! WHO WAN'T TO RUN AWAY! WHAT ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY FROM BILLIE? AM I JUST A FUCKING EXCUSE EH?"
"FUCK OFF! I do truly love you" Billie's tone softened at this, Mike's eyebrows raised, this was a known Billie tactic in arguments, if he's losing, he'll turn on the waterworks.
"Don't start Bill" Mike sighed.
"Start what?"
"The waterworks"
Billie's brow furrowed, "You like making me cry don't you Mike? I think this was a mistake."
"IT WAS A MISTAKE! THATS FUCKING RICH SAYING IT NOW WHEN THE DAMAGE IS DONE! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU! YOUR IDEA! YOU!"
"I DIDN'T FUCKING DRAG YOU KICKING AND SCREAMING DID I?"
"WELL NEAR ENOUGH! YOU CANT SAY NO TO YOU BILL OR YOU GO OFF IN A HISSY FIT"
"YOU ASS WIPE" Billie picked up teh lamp off the floor and threw it, it hit Mike right between the eyes, he slumped back against the bedpost, knocked out cold, blood trickling from his hairline.
Billie felt a panic attack sweeping up through his throat, his breathing increased and he clucthed his head, "Shit, no, no, no Mike I'm sorry Mike" he crawled over to his friend and craddled him, rocking back and forth, "Mike, I'm sorry wake up, wake up Mikey please don't be dead, Mikey, Mikey I love you I'm sorry"
At that minute a drummer and a guitarist burst through the door,
"Holy fucking shit" Jason spat as he took in the scene.
Tre went paralitic, he lunged at the singer on the bed, "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" He yelled punching him in the chest.
Billie coughed and fell to the ground, Jason ran at Tre and held him back, "Woah man" he coughed, clutching Tre.
"YOU BASTARD" Tre spat kicking his legs at Billie, "WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU FUCKING SHIT? WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU DRIVE YOUR WIFE TO SUICIDE THEN TRY AND KILL YOUR BEST FRIEND! WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?"
Billie raised his eyes, fear pouring through him, "Wh... What?" he coughed.
Tre couldn't take it anymore he pushed Jason away, who ran and attened Mike
"You have some expalining to do" he muttered.
Billie squirmed on the floor, right now he didn't know what Tre was capable of.
"Red light!" Jason yelled at Tre who giggled and snorted, "Oh well" he shrugged. Jason clung to the dashboard wondering if he'd reach Mike and Billie alive.
***
Billie had come out the shower soaking wet and completely naked, Mike's eyes very nearly popped out of his skull, Billie realising his effect, took full advantage of the situation and lost no time in getting it on with the bassiest. Afterwards Mike and Billie were lying on each other panting trying to catch their breath, Mike felt a new found sense of confidence, "Billie"
"Mmm"
"I er... I erm... I want to tell you something"
"What?"
"Well er... I kinda rang Tre and he's on his way down"
"WHAT?" Billie sat up, his eyes turned firey
"Well, I wanted to make up with him before we left"
"MIKE HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? YOU DO REALISE HE WILL MAKE US STAY?"
"He won't Billie"
"MIKE HE FUCKIN WILL I DON'T KNOW HOW YOU COULD BE SO STUPID!"
"ME STUPID? JUST CAUSE I'M NOT HEARTLESS LIKE YOU AND LEAVE MY WIFE AND KIDS BY A FUCKING LETTER"
"THATS THE POINT MIKE, YOU HAVE NO FUCKIN WIFE OR KIDS WITH YOU! YOU FUCKED THAT UP TOO! YOU FUCK EVERYTHING UP" Billie screamed throwing on his clothes and kicking the nearby lamp of the table.
"I FUCK EVERYTHING UP? ME? YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WANTED TO LEAVE! WHO WAN'T TO RUN AWAY! WHAT ARE YOU RUNNING AWAY FROM BILLIE? AM I JUST A FUCKING EXCUSE EH?"
"FUCK OFF! I do truly love you" Billie's tone softened at this, Mike's eyebrows raised, this was a known Billie tactic in arguments, if he's losing, he'll turn on the waterworks.
"Don't start Bill" Mike sighed.
"Start what?"
"The waterworks"
Billie's brow furrowed, "You like making me cry don't you Mike? I think this was a mistake."
"IT WAS A MISTAKE! THATS FUCKING RICH SAYING IT NOW WHEN THE DAMAGE IS DONE! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU! YOUR IDEA! YOU!"
"I DIDN'T FUCKING DRAG YOU KICKING AND SCREAMING DID I?"
"WELL NEAR ENOUGH! YOU CANT SAY NO TO YOU BILL OR YOU GO OFF IN A HISSY FIT"
"YOU ASS WIPE" Billie picked up teh lamp off the floor and threw it, it hit Mike right between the eyes, he slumped back against the bedpost, knocked out cold, blood trickling from his hairline.
Billie felt a panic attack sweeping up through his throat, his breathing increased and he clucthed his head, "Shit, no, no, no Mike I'm sorry Mike" he crawled over to his friend and craddled him, rocking back and forth, "Mike, I'm sorry wake up, wake up Mikey please don't be dead, Mikey, Mikey I love you I'm sorry"
At that minute a drummer and a guitarist burst through the door,
"Holy fucking shit" Jason spat as he took in the scene.
Tre went paralitic, he lunged at the singer on the bed, "YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" He yelled punching him in the chest.
Billie coughed and fell to the ground, Jason ran at Tre and held him back, "Woah man" he coughed, clutching Tre.
"YOU BASTARD" Tre spat kicking his legs at Billie, "WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU FUCKING SHIT? WHAT DID YOU DO? YOU DRIVE YOUR WIFE TO SUICIDE THEN TRY AND KILL YOUR BEST FRIEND! WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?"
Billie raised his eyes, fear pouring through him, "Wh... What?" he coughed.
Tre couldn't take it anymore he pushed Jason away, who ran and attened Mike
"You have some expalining to do" he muttered.
Billie squirmed on the floor, right now he didn't know what Tre was capable of.
