You Were An Asshole... And Now You're Gone, chapter 3
A few minutes after we settled down and started talking Tre jumps up and runs to the stage. I then run after him to see what he's up to. When I got to the stage, I didn't see Tre anywhere. I called out his name, "Tre?"...no answer. I called his name out again, "Tre? Where are you?"... still no answer. I started looking around. But where I found him I did not expect. He was on the ground out cold. I started crying so bad i couldn't hold the tears in. I then jump off the stage and go to my knees and check him out. I turn him on his back and looked at his forehead, there is a huge bump on the side of his head. I then pick him up, carry him back to the back room and set him on the couch. "What the hell happened?" Billie Joe asked. "He must have fell off the stage because when I got to the stage, I didn't see him anywhere and I looked at the ground and there was Tre, out cold with a huge bump on his head," I said sounding really upset. Then Billie Joe said under his breath, "Tre why do you do this?"
A few minutes later, Tre becomes conscious. When he sees me there, he asks, "Who are you? Where am I?" "Tre. It's me, Ciarra. And you're Orlando, and you're gonna be playin' the drums. Don't you remember?" "No. I barely remember anything." Then he looked over to Mike and Billie Joe. Then he asked me, "Who are they?" "They're the other band members. And two of your greatest friends." Then I pointed to Billie Joe and said, "That's Billie Joe. And that's Mike," I said as I then pointed to Mike. "Do you remember? Do you? Please tell you do." "I'm sorry. I don't remember. I really wish I did." Then my eyes started to cry. Then I pulled him by his collar and kissed him. Then I let go. "Ciarra? What happened? I feel like my head was hit by a brick." "Tell me what you remember." "I remember Billie Joe... and Mike.... and being a drummer for a band." "Do you remember the band name?" "Uh...umm...uh... is it Green Day?" "He remembers!" I shrieked. I then give him a hug and smiled a really huge smile. "How did you know what would help him remember?" Mike asked as I let go from the embrace from Tre. "I didn't. I just thought it might work because you know he is a horny person." "True.. true." Then I smiled at Mike and then looked back at Tre and gave him another hug.
A few minutes later they did the show and they rocked... as usual. Then I asked Tre if he wanted to go crowd surfing and he then got up and we both ran and jumped into the crowd and it was so awesome.
After the show we all walked backstage and plopped onto the couch and the floor. We were all happy the Tre got his memory back. But especially me. And what happened the next day I really wish I had said yes.
A few minutes later, Tre becomes conscious. When he sees me there, he asks, "Who are you? Where am I?" "Tre. It's me, Ciarra. And you're Orlando, and you're gonna be playin' the drums. Don't you remember?" "No. I barely remember anything." Then he looked over to Mike and Billie Joe. Then he asked me, "Who are they?" "They're the other band members. And two of your greatest friends." Then I pointed to Billie Joe and said, "That's Billie Joe. And that's Mike," I said as I then pointed to Mike. "Do you remember? Do you? Please tell you do." "I'm sorry. I don't remember. I really wish I did." Then my eyes started to cry. Then I pulled him by his collar and kissed him. Then I let go. "Ciarra? What happened? I feel like my head was hit by a brick." "Tell me what you remember." "I remember Billie Joe... and Mike.... and being a drummer for a band." "Do you remember the band name?" "Uh...umm...uh... is it Green Day?" "He remembers!" I shrieked. I then give him a hug and smiled a really huge smile. "How did you know what would help him remember?" Mike asked as I let go from the embrace from Tre. "I didn't. I just thought it might work because you know he is a horny person." "True.. true." Then I smiled at Mike and then looked back at Tre and gave him another hug.
A few minutes later they did the show and they rocked... as usual. Then I asked Tre if he wanted to go crowd surfing and he then got up and we both ran and jumped into the crowd and it was so awesome.
After the show we all walked backstage and plopped onto the couch and the floor. We were all happy the Tre got his memory back. But especially me. And what happened the next day I really wish I had said yes.
