Bitter Sweet, chapter 2
That night Mike tried to get rid of his problems, by drowning himself in alcohol. He went to the local pub. But what he didn't know that Billie, Tre and Holly also decided to go to the pub.
Billie was pretty drunk but Tre wasn't which was VERY unusual, just at that moment Billie spotted Mike, who was also very drunk, sitting at the bar.
"Hey bastard!" shouted Billie at Mike.
"What do you want?" asked Mike looking Billie in the eye.
"Guess who I'm here with?" taunted Billie.
Mike looked down at his beer.
"Yeah that's right...Holly," smirked Billie.
"Just fuck off Bill," muttered Mike.
"Don't tell me to fuck off you son of a bitch...yeah in fact you have never even talked to your mother... çeveryone left you, didn't they? even the people who adopted you and then finally you step dad died well good I think!" shouted Billie, this was all the alcohol talking.
Mike stood up looking angry.
"Never ever talk about my step Dad like that!" shouted Mike.
"Oh ok how about your druggie mother?" replied Billie sylly.
Just as he said that Mike dived on him and started beating the crap out of him. Tre heard some shouting and got there just in time to see Mike being dragged outside and Billie bleeding and hurt really badly.
"Billie! Mike? What the Fuck?" asked Tre as Holly ran to Billie.
"I have called an ambulance" the guy behind the bar informed them.
"Good...he's gunna be okay Holly trust me," insured Tre.
"But why would Mike do this?" asked Holly glumly.
Tre just sighed and shook his head... "I don't know I just don't know."
*In the Hospital*
The nurse came to where Tre and Holly had been waiting and told them Billie had a broken arm, nose and was bruised badly.
"Is he awake?" asked Holly.
"Yes, he seems very lively," smiled the nurse.
"Can we go in?" asked Tre jumping up.
"Yeah sure," replied the nurse.
Tre and Holly ran into Billie's room.
"Jeeze you look rough," muttered Tre.
"Yeah but I'm glad you're okay," smiled Holly as she hugged Billie.
Billie smiled but then frowned.
"So...um...why did the motherfucker you call Mike do this?" asked Billie.
"We don't know...we didn't see it start," mumbled Tre.
"Well whatever as long as you guys are here," grinned Billie.
Meanwhile Mike woke up in his house, with bad memories of the night before.
"Fuck...I beat up Billie Joe!" he said to himself. "Oh great now we will never be friends again I have fucked everything up again and I haven't got anybody to talk to...Jason I miss you!"
Mikes mind was racing he was so upset he didn't eat anything, he just drank coffee.
*Three days later*
Mike was very depressed, and then he remembered the coffee shop. He grabbed his coat and went somewhere he hadn't been for a long time.
"Mike!" shouted a guy who was behind the counter
"Hey James," muttered Mike.
"So what will it be?" asked James.
"A coffee and a joint please dude," replied Mike.
"I thought you didn't do drugs anymore," James questioned.
"Yeah well that was before," mumbled Mike.
"Before what?" asked James.
Mike told him about the fight and then about Jason. James sighed.
"Come on lets go to the back room," smiled James.
*In the hospital*
Billie was asleep and Tre was talking to Holly.
"I'm gunna go find Mike," whispered Tre.
"Why?" asked Holly her eyes wide.
"Cause we haven't seen or heard of him for ages," replied Tre.
"Well okay then," sighed Holly.
Tre got into his car and drove to Mike's house. When he got there he knocked the door and Mike answered it.
"Fuck he looks rough," thought Tre, "when did he last sleep? Or eat? Jeeze..."
"Tre what are you doing here?" giggled Mike.
"Umm Mike?"
"Uh ha?"
"Are you high?"
"Maybeeeee."
"So really there's no point in talking to you," sighed Tre.
Then Mike started crying "Look Dude I Didn't mean to hit him...and I miss him and now I have fucked every fucking thing up," sobbed Mike.
"Look it will be alright, I'll come back when you're sane," Tre reassured him as he stood up and left for his car.
When Tre got back to the hospital Billie had woken up.
"Hey dude," laughed Billie.
"I see you're better," Tre smirked.
"Yeah!" shouted Billie as he hugged Holly.
"So where did you go?" asked Billie.
"To see Mike," said Holly who was answering for Tre.
"What? Why?" demanded Billie.
"I dunno just to see if he's alright," muttered Tre.
Billie sighed; he wanted to know why Mike had beaten him up. And secretly he missed Mike.
"So how was he?" asked Billie.
"Fucked up, I don't think he has eaten or slept to be honest," sighed Tre.
Holly looked at the floor, "I will be back soon okay," said Holly as she walked towards the door.
"Wait where are you going?" asked Billie.
"For a walk," was all she said before disappearing.
*Back at Mikes*
"Great so now I have really fucked things up," thought Mike as the drugs had now worn off. He was just making some coffee when the doorbell went, thinking it was Tre again he answered it.
Mike's jaw dropped
"Holly?"
"Yeah...you gunna let me in or not?"
"Yeah sorry...what are you doing here?" asked Mike as he led her to his front room.
"I have come to tell you that we all love you and no matter what you did we aren't mad...just disappointed," Holly informed Mike.
"Yeah well..."
"And I want you to come to the hospital to see Billie."
Mike sat down on the sofa, "but..."
"No but's mister," Holly said.
She watched as Mike was thinking about it, the sun was shinning through the window and she noticed Tre was right, Mike looked like shit...
Her thoughts were interrupted by Mike standing up.
"Where are you going?" asked Holly.
"With you," smiled Mike.
"Okay, come on then."
*Back in the hospital*
"I wonder where Holly went," Billie said to Tre.
"Mmm," replied Tre, whose mind was elsewhere but got brought back when Holly walked in.
"You're back!" grinned Billie.
"Yeah and I brought someone."
Billie's eyes went wide as Mike walked in. Billie looked at the floor; he didn't want to look at him. Tre noticed this but didn't blame him.
"Hey Mike" Tre said. Mike just nodded.
"So what do you want?" snapped Billie.
"I came to say I'm sorry Bill."
"That's all you can say is sorry? I'm in hospital because of you!" shouted Billie.
Mike looked at his feet, he knew Billie was right.
Mike just turned to run away but Holly caught his arm. Mike yelled in pain.
Holly slowly turned Mikes arm around and then pulled up his sleeve. There were big, red, deep cuts. She let go and Mike ran away. All Billie saw was Holly holding Mikes arm and then turning white, really white. Then he saw her let go and just saw Mikes face, which was covered in tears before Mike ran down the hall.
"Holly what's wrong?" Billie said softly.
No reply.
"Holly what's wrong?" asked Billie a little louder now.
She didn't say anything but ran out and down the hall as well.
Tre was just standing there looking stunned.
"Tre what happened?" asked Billie.
Tre just shook his head and slid down into a chair
"Tre what's wrong!? shouted Billie.
"Mike...did something stupid," mumbled Tre.
"What did he do?" asked Billie.
"He...he...he started cutting!" sobbed Tre.
Billie was stunned. He thought Mike would never do something like that. Billie lay back on the bed and thought. Mike would also never beat anybody up without a reason.
"Hey Tre," said Billie, his voice cracking.
"Yeah Bill?"
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Yeah sure...what?"
Billie was pretty drunk but Tre wasn't which was VERY unusual, just at that moment Billie spotted Mike, who was also very drunk, sitting at the bar.
"Hey bastard!" shouted Billie at Mike.
"What do you want?" asked Mike looking Billie in the eye.
"Guess who I'm here with?" taunted Billie.
Mike looked down at his beer.
"Yeah that's right...Holly," smirked Billie.
"Just fuck off Bill," muttered Mike.
"Don't tell me to fuck off you son of a bitch...yeah in fact you have never even talked to your mother... çeveryone left you, didn't they? even the people who adopted you and then finally you step dad died well good I think!" shouted Billie, this was all the alcohol talking.
Mike stood up looking angry.
"Never ever talk about my step Dad like that!" shouted Mike.
"Oh ok how about your druggie mother?" replied Billie sylly.
Just as he said that Mike dived on him and started beating the crap out of him. Tre heard some shouting and got there just in time to see Mike being dragged outside and Billie bleeding and hurt really badly.
"Billie! Mike? What the Fuck?" asked Tre as Holly ran to Billie.
"I have called an ambulance" the guy behind the bar informed them.
"Good...he's gunna be okay Holly trust me," insured Tre.
"But why would Mike do this?" asked Holly glumly.
Tre just sighed and shook his head... "I don't know I just don't know."
*In the Hospital*
The nurse came to where Tre and Holly had been waiting and told them Billie had a broken arm, nose and was bruised badly.
"Is he awake?" asked Holly.
"Yes, he seems very lively," smiled the nurse.
"Can we go in?" asked Tre jumping up.
"Yeah sure," replied the nurse.
Tre and Holly ran into Billie's room.
"Jeeze you look rough," muttered Tre.
"Yeah but I'm glad you're okay," smiled Holly as she hugged Billie.
Billie smiled but then frowned.
"So...um...why did the motherfucker you call Mike do this?" asked Billie.
"We don't know...we didn't see it start," mumbled Tre.
"Well whatever as long as you guys are here," grinned Billie.
Meanwhile Mike woke up in his house, with bad memories of the night before.
"Fuck...I beat up Billie Joe!" he said to himself. "Oh great now we will never be friends again I have fucked everything up again and I haven't got anybody to talk to...Jason I miss you!"
Mikes mind was racing he was so upset he didn't eat anything, he just drank coffee.
*Three days later*
Mike was very depressed, and then he remembered the coffee shop. He grabbed his coat and went somewhere he hadn't been for a long time.
"Mike!" shouted a guy who was behind the counter
"Hey James," muttered Mike.
"So what will it be?" asked James.
"A coffee and a joint please dude," replied Mike.
"I thought you didn't do drugs anymore," James questioned.
"Yeah well that was before," mumbled Mike.
"Before what?" asked James.
Mike told him about the fight and then about Jason. James sighed.
"Come on lets go to the back room," smiled James.
*In the hospital*
Billie was asleep and Tre was talking to Holly.
"I'm gunna go find Mike," whispered Tre.
"Why?" asked Holly her eyes wide.
"Cause we haven't seen or heard of him for ages," replied Tre.
"Well okay then," sighed Holly.
Tre got into his car and drove to Mike's house. When he got there he knocked the door and Mike answered it.
"Fuck he looks rough," thought Tre, "when did he last sleep? Or eat? Jeeze..."
"Tre what are you doing here?" giggled Mike.
"Umm Mike?"
"Uh ha?"
"Are you high?"
"Maybeeeee."
"So really there's no point in talking to you," sighed Tre.
Then Mike started crying "Look Dude I Didn't mean to hit him...and I miss him and now I have fucked every fucking thing up," sobbed Mike.
"Look it will be alright, I'll come back when you're sane," Tre reassured him as he stood up and left for his car.
When Tre got back to the hospital Billie had woken up.
"Hey dude," laughed Billie.
"I see you're better," Tre smirked.
"Yeah!" shouted Billie as he hugged Holly.
"So where did you go?" asked Billie.
"To see Mike," said Holly who was answering for Tre.
"What? Why?" demanded Billie.
"I dunno just to see if he's alright," muttered Tre.
Billie sighed; he wanted to know why Mike had beaten him up. And secretly he missed Mike.
"So how was he?" asked Billie.
"Fucked up, I don't think he has eaten or slept to be honest," sighed Tre.
Holly looked at the floor, "I will be back soon okay," said Holly as she walked towards the door.
"Wait where are you going?" asked Billie.
"For a walk," was all she said before disappearing.
*Back at Mikes*
"Great so now I have really fucked things up," thought Mike as the drugs had now worn off. He was just making some coffee when the doorbell went, thinking it was Tre again he answered it.
Mike's jaw dropped
"Holly?"
"Yeah...you gunna let me in or not?"
"Yeah sorry...what are you doing here?" asked Mike as he led her to his front room.
"I have come to tell you that we all love you and no matter what you did we aren't mad...just disappointed," Holly informed Mike.
"Yeah well..."
"And I want you to come to the hospital to see Billie."
Mike sat down on the sofa, "but..."
"No but's mister," Holly said.
She watched as Mike was thinking about it, the sun was shinning through the window and she noticed Tre was right, Mike looked like shit...
Her thoughts were interrupted by Mike standing up.
"Where are you going?" asked Holly.
"With you," smiled Mike.
"Okay, come on then."
*Back in the hospital*
"I wonder where Holly went," Billie said to Tre.
"Mmm," replied Tre, whose mind was elsewhere but got brought back when Holly walked in.
"You're back!" grinned Billie.
"Yeah and I brought someone."
Billie's eyes went wide as Mike walked in. Billie looked at the floor; he didn't want to look at him. Tre noticed this but didn't blame him.
"Hey Mike" Tre said. Mike just nodded.
"So what do you want?" snapped Billie.
"I came to say I'm sorry Bill."
"That's all you can say is sorry? I'm in hospital because of you!" shouted Billie.
Mike looked at his feet, he knew Billie was right.
Mike just turned to run away but Holly caught his arm. Mike yelled in pain.
Holly slowly turned Mikes arm around and then pulled up his sleeve. There were big, red, deep cuts. She let go and Mike ran away. All Billie saw was Holly holding Mikes arm and then turning white, really white. Then he saw her let go and just saw Mikes face, which was covered in tears before Mike ran down the hall.
"Holly what's wrong?" Billie said softly.
No reply.
"Holly what's wrong?" asked Billie a little louder now.
She didn't say anything but ran out and down the hall as well.
Tre was just standing there looking stunned.
"Tre what happened?" asked Billie.
Tre just shook his head and slid down into a chair
"Tre what's wrong!? shouted Billie.
"Mike...did something stupid," mumbled Tre.
"What did he do?" asked Billie.
"He...he...he started cutting!" sobbed Tre.
Billie was stunned. He thought Mike would never do something like that. Billie lay back on the bed and thought. Mike would also never beat anybody up without a reason.
"Hey Tre," said Billie, his voice cracking.
"Yeah Bill?"
"Can you do me a favor?"
"Yeah sure...what?"
