You Were An Asshole... And Now You're Gone, chapter 7
When everybody got to where me and Dana and Tre were all wrestling, they pulled us apart and we all walked to the cars. We all got in and, obviously, me and Tre sat together. I rested my head on his shoulder and fell asleep. I was just plain exhausted from that day.
*Tre's POV*
I look down and notice Ciarra's asleep so I carefully take off my jacket and put it on her. It was getting kinda chilly and I didn't want her to get sick. We later arrived back at the hotel and I woke her up and we got out and said bye to everyone. After they left, we joined hands and walked in the hotel. When we got in there, a whole bunch of magazine people were in there. They didn't notice we were in there so we dropped down and crawled to the stairs. We then started crawling up the stairs as slowly and carefully as we could so they wouldn't notice us.
We made it and ran to our room. "Guys don't plan on going downstairs anytime soon," I said as I was catching my breath. "Why?" Billie Joe asked. "Magazine... people..." I said through breaths. "Holy shit! Fuck!! They fucking told us that they would leave us alone." Billie Joe said.
*My POV*
"I got a plan that might work to get them the hell out."
"What? What? What?" Billie Joe said as he was on his knees grabbing my arm.
"First, I'll go downstairs and see what they really want and then tell them you guys just went out to Subway. While I am doing that, you guys need to get outside and going in the opposite direction of Subway so that when they are gone far enough, you guys can get back in the hotel and back to your room."
"That would work, but there is only one thing wrong. OUR FUCKING LIMO IS OUT IN THE PARKING LOT!!!" Billie Joe yelled.
"Is your driver in it?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Tell him to take a half and hour break so that they won't suspect anything."
When they finished telling their driver to take a break, I asked, "Ready?"
"Let's do this," Tre said as he found an empty Subway cup and filled it with ice and handed it to me.
I got outside using the window and then walked back in the lobby. I walked over to where the magazine people were and asked, "What are you in for?"
"We're looking for Green Day. Would you might know where they would be?" one woman asked. "Yeah, I just saw them over at Subway a few minutes ago."
"Really?"
"Really," I said as I took a 'drink' from my cup. They all jumped up and ran out the door. Then one turned around and said,
"Thanks for the news kid."
"Anytime. Anytime," I said back.
I walked outside and and watched them go in the direction of Subway. I then turned and waved at them signaling that it was safe to come in. They ran up to me and we looked to make sure that they were still going in the same direction. When we didn't see them, we ran back in the hotel and ran up to the room. Then Billie Joe managed to say in between breaths, "That actually worked. Thanks Ciarra."
"Anything for you guys," I said between breaths. I then collasped on the couch and slowly started getting the air back in me.
But what happened next, I thought would never happen.
*Tre's POV*
I look down and notice Ciarra's asleep so I carefully take off my jacket and put it on her. It was getting kinda chilly and I didn't want her to get sick. We later arrived back at the hotel and I woke her up and we got out and said bye to everyone. After they left, we joined hands and walked in the hotel. When we got in there, a whole bunch of magazine people were in there. They didn't notice we were in there so we dropped down and crawled to the stairs. We then started crawling up the stairs as slowly and carefully as we could so they wouldn't notice us.
We made it and ran to our room. "Guys don't plan on going downstairs anytime soon," I said as I was catching my breath. "Why?" Billie Joe asked. "Magazine... people..." I said through breaths. "Holy shit! Fuck!! They fucking told us that they would leave us alone." Billie Joe said.
*My POV*
"I got a plan that might work to get them the hell out."
"What? What? What?" Billie Joe said as he was on his knees grabbing my arm.
"First, I'll go downstairs and see what they really want and then tell them you guys just went out to Subway. While I am doing that, you guys need to get outside and going in the opposite direction of Subway so that when they are gone far enough, you guys can get back in the hotel and back to your room."
"That would work, but there is only one thing wrong. OUR FUCKING LIMO IS OUT IN THE PARKING LOT!!!" Billie Joe yelled.
"Is your driver in it?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Tell him to take a half and hour break so that they won't suspect anything."
When they finished telling their driver to take a break, I asked, "Ready?"
"Let's do this," Tre said as he found an empty Subway cup and filled it with ice and handed it to me.
I got outside using the window and then walked back in the lobby. I walked over to where the magazine people were and asked, "What are you in for?"
"We're looking for Green Day. Would you might know where they would be?" one woman asked. "Yeah, I just saw them over at Subway a few minutes ago."
"Really?"
"Really," I said as I took a 'drink' from my cup. They all jumped up and ran out the door. Then one turned around and said,
"Thanks for the news kid."
"Anytime. Anytime," I said back.
I walked outside and and watched them go in the direction of Subway. I then turned and waved at them signaling that it was safe to come in. They ran up to me and we looked to make sure that they were still going in the same direction. When we didn't see them, we ran back in the hotel and ran up to the room. Then Billie Joe managed to say in between breaths, "That actually worked. Thanks Ciarra."
"Anything for you guys," I said between breaths. I then collasped on the couch and slowly started getting the air back in me.
But what happened next, I thought would never happen.
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