Touchin Leads To Sex And Then There's No Mystery Left (A Sequel To U Can't Do This To Me Mike), chapter 9
Mike, having not washed or slept or eaten in days, was emotionally and physically exhausted, all he could think about was finding Jason and giving him a piece of his mind and fist for that matter.
Pulling up to Jason's house he slammed the door, forgetting to take his keys out of the car, forgetting to even shut the car door. He stormed to the front door of his friend's house, he knocked, the force of his fist swung the open door ajar, yelling his friend's name he strode through the house, teeth clenched, and fist in a ball waiting to knock Jason's teeth out.
Mike suddenly realized how dark and decrypted Jason's house was, there was a foul funky smell circulating the air, Mike's nostrils flared as he walked into the dark kitchen. The figure of Jason sitting at the table was recognizable in the shadowy light. Jason was pale, gaunt, and unshaven and was clenching his fists in a manic fashion.
Mike scrapped his plan of beating the shit out of the guitarist when Jason's eyes met his own. They were huge, fish-like, wet and rolling in his sockets crazily, they were dark very dark, Mike began to feel uneasy, he jumped as Jason's voice broke the silence,
"Sit down Mike." it rasped through the air.
Mike did what he was told.
"I suppose that Tre told you what I did?"
Mike nodded; Jason leaned forward, taking his head into his hands.
"Mike, I, I don't know what came over me, I couldn't cope with everything, you Adi, Tre, Billie Joe."
Mike didn't know what to say, he felt awful, but he wanted to get back to Billie.
"Suppose you came over to kick my head in, the always angry Mike."
Mike sighed, "Look, Jas, I did have plans to kick your head in yeah, but I... "
"Now you've seen what a wreck I am you can't bring yourself to do it."
"No Jas, come on, come and see Billie at least, he's awake, he's got real problems, we can deal with yours together, I promise, everyone will help."
"They won't want to see me now."
"Jason, come on buddy, we'll get over this."
"No we won't."
Mike sighed, look, I'm going to the bathroom, when I come down, and I expect you to be ready to go."
Mike got up and left the guitarist sitting at the table, fingering a piece of paper and glancing out the window at Mike's car.
In the hospital, Billie's condition had worsened, the doctor ushered for them to enter the room. Tre was holding Adi in his arms; tears were trickling down her face.
"Mrs. Armstrong, Mr. Err... Cool, I'm afraid we have some bad news."
"What? He was fine a few minutes ago? How can that happen?" Tre asked outraged at the doctor's words,
"He, we, well, there was massive pressure on his brain that we seemed not detect before... "
Tre let go of Adi as she sobbed uncontrollably to the floor. Tre was fuming, picking the doctor up by the lapels on his jacket, and he slammed him into the wall, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN 'WE MISSED' DON'T YOU FUCKING REALISE WHO THIS IS?"
"Yes... yes... Mr. Cool... but things like this sometimes happen."
"THAT'S NO FUCKING EXCUSE, NOW YOU SORT THIS OUT, YOU SORT ALL THIS FUCKING SHIT OUT, YOU UNDERSTAND?"
The doctor coughed, "Sir... there is nothing else we can do... he... he... that's it."
Tre let go of the doctor at his words, he couldn't believe it, and Billie was going to die? But he was fine a couple of minutes ago, Tre felt like this weren't happening, it was too surreal.
The doctor left the room quickly, frightened of another Tre attack, but all Tre could do was run his fingers through his hair and glance at Adi who had crawled her way to Billie's bedside.
"Tre." she sobbed, "Tre, get the boys down here, and his parents, they need to see him before, before he goes."
Tre blinked, startled and panic stricken he fled for the entrance and began ringing everyone he could get too, he couldn't get through to Mike.
Mike however, oblivious to the tragedy that was occurring without him, zipped up his fly and trotted down stairs expecting to find Jason at least half decent and smelling relatively normal. He sing sang called through the door, "Jason! Let's go."
Unfortunately there was no reply; instead, he found a crumpled letter.
Dear all,
I can't bring myself to face you, I'm leaving, for good, I don't know where but I promise I'll ring you and let you know I'm safe. Hope Billie gets well soon.
I'm so sorry Tre, please forgive me, I can't believe I hurt the one person I love with all my heart, I can't cope with seeing you and knowing I hurt you. I love you
To everyone else, I love you; I hope the future brings you better friends than I have been.
Love forever,
Jason.
P.S. Mike it would have made me feel better if you had beaten me up to a bloody pulp. But you are such a charming man. I'm sorry for stealing your car buddy.
The hand writing was jittery at the bottom, Mike finally made out what the last sentence said, "FUCKING SHIT" he spat and ran out of Jason's house to find his car missing.
"YOU FUCKER!" he yelled at nothing, Jason's neighbor, Old Mrs. Opposite as she was called tutted and frowned at the bassist cursing on his friend's front lawn.
"OH FUCK YOU!" He yelled at her as she ran into her house, rather scared at the abuse she was receiving.
The phone in Jason's house rang and Mike ran back in to the hall where he picked it up,
"Hello."
"Mike, it's Tre, where's Jason?"
"Gone, fuckin took off in my car."
"Dude err... "
"What, what's happened?"
"Billie's gone worse Mike, you have to get down here, and he's weak but asking for you."
"WHAT?"
"Seriously, fuck Jason, get down here please, everyone else has been to see him."
"Okay, okay I'm coming."
The phone went dead, Mike dropped it in shock, it began singing shrilly, begging to be put back on the receiver but Mike left it and did the only thing he could think of, he ran, ran as fast as his legs could carry him.
Tre and Adi were the only ones left in the room, Billie's eyes were open, fixed on the door, certain, positive that he was going to hold on to see him.
"Billie." Adi whispered, stroking his hair, "Billie, you okay, you comfortable?"
"Yeah." he croaked, "yeah, where's Mike?"
Adi glanced at Tre, "He's not here yet Bill."
"He will come though?" Billie asked. Adi just smiled at him, not sure herself, just wanting herself to be with Billie when he went.
Billie's monitor began beeping slower; Tre and Adi exchanged worried glances.
Mike was thinking out the last things he and Billie would ever do as he ran, his breath hitching, numerous stitches exploding in his body, but he had to carry on.
***
"I love you Bill" Mike sighed.
"Love you" Billie replied, "Thanks for making it"
"Like I wouldn't, I'd do anything for you" Mike whispered kissing his cheek softly.
"Mike, I'll... I'll be waiting for you, I promise."
Mike began to cry, "I'll miss you Bill and I can't do this alone."
"You won't be alone... I promise" Billie coughed then closed his eyes.
"Stay with me Mike"
"I will."
Mike sat staring at the singer's face, he was smiling, beautiful, perfect, but to him Billie Joe was perfect.
"My Billie" he whispered to himself.
***
Mike's heart lifted at the sight of the hospital door, shoving his way through he jogged to the end of the corridor, he saw Billie's door, he was here, his heart thudded, his muscles ached with triumph, and he was here. He had made it. No one was in the room, just Billie lying on the bed, he smiled, he had made it, it was okay. Walking over to Billie he smiled and sat on the bed then leaned over and kissed him. He was cold, Mike snapped back in shock, his face was pale, his lips blue. Mike looked around the room, no monitors, no wires, then it hit him, his heart snapped, tears falling from his cheeks, he had been too late.
Mike collapsed on his friend's lifeless body, sobbing into his dark hair, he couldn't believe it, there is no such thing as a happy ending.
Pulling up to Jason's house he slammed the door, forgetting to take his keys out of the car, forgetting to even shut the car door. He stormed to the front door of his friend's house, he knocked, the force of his fist swung the open door ajar, yelling his friend's name he strode through the house, teeth clenched, and fist in a ball waiting to knock Jason's teeth out.
Mike suddenly realized how dark and decrypted Jason's house was, there was a foul funky smell circulating the air, Mike's nostrils flared as he walked into the dark kitchen. The figure of Jason sitting at the table was recognizable in the shadowy light. Jason was pale, gaunt, and unshaven and was clenching his fists in a manic fashion.
Mike scrapped his plan of beating the shit out of the guitarist when Jason's eyes met his own. They were huge, fish-like, wet and rolling in his sockets crazily, they were dark very dark, Mike began to feel uneasy, he jumped as Jason's voice broke the silence,
"Sit down Mike." it rasped through the air.
Mike did what he was told.
"I suppose that Tre told you what I did?"
Mike nodded; Jason leaned forward, taking his head into his hands.
"Mike, I, I don't know what came over me, I couldn't cope with everything, you Adi, Tre, Billie Joe."
Mike didn't know what to say, he felt awful, but he wanted to get back to Billie.
"Suppose you came over to kick my head in, the always angry Mike."
Mike sighed, "Look, Jas, I did have plans to kick your head in yeah, but I... "
"Now you've seen what a wreck I am you can't bring yourself to do it."
"No Jas, come on, come and see Billie at least, he's awake, he's got real problems, we can deal with yours together, I promise, everyone will help."
"They won't want to see me now."
"Jason, come on buddy, we'll get over this."
"No we won't."
Mike sighed, look, I'm going to the bathroom, when I come down, and I expect you to be ready to go."
Mike got up and left the guitarist sitting at the table, fingering a piece of paper and glancing out the window at Mike's car.
In the hospital, Billie's condition had worsened, the doctor ushered for them to enter the room. Tre was holding Adi in his arms; tears were trickling down her face.
"Mrs. Armstrong, Mr. Err... Cool, I'm afraid we have some bad news."
"What? He was fine a few minutes ago? How can that happen?" Tre asked outraged at the doctor's words,
"He, we, well, there was massive pressure on his brain that we seemed not detect before... "
Tre let go of Adi as she sobbed uncontrollably to the floor. Tre was fuming, picking the doctor up by the lapels on his jacket, and he slammed him into the wall, "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN 'WE MISSED' DON'T YOU FUCKING REALISE WHO THIS IS?"
"Yes... yes... Mr. Cool... but things like this sometimes happen."
"THAT'S NO FUCKING EXCUSE, NOW YOU SORT THIS OUT, YOU SORT ALL THIS FUCKING SHIT OUT, YOU UNDERSTAND?"
The doctor coughed, "Sir... there is nothing else we can do... he... he... that's it."
Tre let go of the doctor at his words, he couldn't believe it, and Billie was going to die? But he was fine a couple of minutes ago, Tre felt like this weren't happening, it was too surreal.
The doctor left the room quickly, frightened of another Tre attack, but all Tre could do was run his fingers through his hair and glance at Adi who had crawled her way to Billie's bedside.
"Tre." she sobbed, "Tre, get the boys down here, and his parents, they need to see him before, before he goes."
Tre blinked, startled and panic stricken he fled for the entrance and began ringing everyone he could get too, he couldn't get through to Mike.
Mike however, oblivious to the tragedy that was occurring without him, zipped up his fly and trotted down stairs expecting to find Jason at least half decent and smelling relatively normal. He sing sang called through the door, "Jason! Let's go."
Unfortunately there was no reply; instead, he found a crumpled letter.
Dear all,
I can't bring myself to face you, I'm leaving, for good, I don't know where but I promise I'll ring you and let you know I'm safe. Hope Billie gets well soon.
I'm so sorry Tre, please forgive me, I can't believe I hurt the one person I love with all my heart, I can't cope with seeing you and knowing I hurt you. I love you
To everyone else, I love you; I hope the future brings you better friends than I have been.
Love forever,
Jason.
P.S. Mike it would have made me feel better if you had beaten me up to a bloody pulp. But you are such a charming man. I'm sorry for stealing your car buddy.
The hand writing was jittery at the bottom, Mike finally made out what the last sentence said, "FUCKING SHIT" he spat and ran out of Jason's house to find his car missing.
"YOU FUCKER!" he yelled at nothing, Jason's neighbor, Old Mrs. Opposite as she was called tutted and frowned at the bassist cursing on his friend's front lawn.
"OH FUCK YOU!" He yelled at her as she ran into her house, rather scared at the abuse she was receiving.
The phone in Jason's house rang and Mike ran back in to the hall where he picked it up,
"Hello."
"Mike, it's Tre, where's Jason?"
"Gone, fuckin took off in my car."
"Dude err... "
"What, what's happened?"
"Billie's gone worse Mike, you have to get down here, and he's weak but asking for you."
"WHAT?"
"Seriously, fuck Jason, get down here please, everyone else has been to see him."
"Okay, okay I'm coming."
The phone went dead, Mike dropped it in shock, it began singing shrilly, begging to be put back on the receiver but Mike left it and did the only thing he could think of, he ran, ran as fast as his legs could carry him.
Tre and Adi were the only ones left in the room, Billie's eyes were open, fixed on the door, certain, positive that he was going to hold on to see him.
"Billie." Adi whispered, stroking his hair, "Billie, you okay, you comfortable?"
"Yeah." he croaked, "yeah, where's Mike?"
Adi glanced at Tre, "He's not here yet Bill."
"He will come though?" Billie asked. Adi just smiled at him, not sure herself, just wanting herself to be with Billie when he went.
Billie's monitor began beeping slower; Tre and Adi exchanged worried glances.
Mike was thinking out the last things he and Billie would ever do as he ran, his breath hitching, numerous stitches exploding in his body, but he had to carry on.
***
"I love you Bill" Mike sighed.
"Love you" Billie replied, "Thanks for making it"
"Like I wouldn't, I'd do anything for you" Mike whispered kissing his cheek softly.
"Mike, I'll... I'll be waiting for you, I promise."
Mike began to cry, "I'll miss you Bill and I can't do this alone."
"You won't be alone... I promise" Billie coughed then closed his eyes.
"Stay with me Mike"
"I will."
Mike sat staring at the singer's face, he was smiling, beautiful, perfect, but to him Billie Joe was perfect.
"My Billie" he whispered to himself.
***
Mike's heart lifted at the sight of the hospital door, shoving his way through he jogged to the end of the corridor, he saw Billie's door, he was here, his heart thudded, his muscles ached with triumph, and he was here. He had made it. No one was in the room, just Billie lying on the bed, he smiled, he had made it, it was okay. Walking over to Billie he smiled and sat on the bed then leaned over and kissed him. He was cold, Mike snapped back in shock, his face was pale, his lips blue. Mike looked around the room, no monitors, no wires, then it hit him, his heart snapped, tears falling from his cheeks, he had been too late.
Mike collapsed on his friend's lifeless body, sobbing into his dark hair, he couldn't believe it, there is no such thing as a happy ending.
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