Why Me?, chapter 13
"Oh shit," I said.
I stood in disbelief for a second before quickly trying to close the door again. But as soon as I had it almost halfway closed, Jake ran into the apartment knocking me backward a few steps. The rest of the guys walked in and slowly closed and locked the door.
They kept walking towards me, until I was up against a wall with no where to go. I felt like passing out so I wouldn't endure the pain that I knew was about to come. Matt was the first one to break the silence that had taken over.
"You did know that I wasn't just going to let you stop buying from me and switch to another dealer didn't you?" he said coldly.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm clean. I don't do drugs anymore, not since what you did to me you asshole," I said, and I spit on him.
His eyes narrowed angrily and he gave Jake a quick look that I didn't understand at first. Then, I saw Jake raise one of the baseball bats above his shoulder and. The next thing I knew, I was doubled over in pain feeling as though I had just gotten hit by a car.
The two men I didn't recognize then made me stand up again and held me in place as I received a blow to the face from Matt. After another hit I felt blood running down my face. Then Matt hit me with a baseball bat in the same manner as Jake, only this time the pain was worse.
The two guys that were holding me in place then let me drop to the floor. I received so many kicks in the stomach, side and ribs to count. The pain was now shooting through my whole body and I thought I might lose consciousness soon. Matt finally knelt down and turned my head to face him.
"I'm letting you off easy this time. If I hear from any other dealer that you buy drugs from them I will kill you. You don't know how much money I lose to other dealers, you were one of the biggest sources of my income. You and your sellout band," he said.
Normally I would have just knocked him out cold but I was obviously not in the state to do so. Instead I replied, "Getting off drugs was the best decision I ever made Matt, it means I don't constantly have to deal with assholes and dumb-asses like you and your friends."
That was probably not what he wanted to hear because he kicked me once more in the side and turned to Jake muttering a few words that I couldn't hear. Then, he walked out with the other two guys and waited patiently outside the door of my apartment. Jake in the meantime had said to me, "Payback's a bitch isn't it?"
Then he pulled out his pocket knife. Oh great I thought a stab wound that's all I need. He placed the blade on my neck and slowly ran it across the side, it wouldn't kill me but it definitely hurt. I cried out in pain. He then kicked me with all the force he had. That also made me cry out not only in pain but anger. He turned and walked out the door to Matt, closing it behind him.
For a few minutes all I could do was lay there, engulfed in pain.
I wondered if I should tell Billie or Mike, even Tre even thought I knew I couldn't trust him not to tell the others. Just then I heard my cell phone ring. It was in the pocket of my jeans and was surprisingly unbroken.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey Michelle what's up?" said a voice I recognized as Billie's. It was then that I decided against telling him what had happened. I would only make him worry.
"Uh, nothing much," I said.
"Oh, if your bored do you want us to go over to your place. Mike and Tre are here at my house and we're bored without you," he said.
"NO," I said a little too quickly and loudly. "Sorry about that, just uh, tired. Yeah, tired and uh, I'm thinking about going to play the drums I gotta go," I said and hung up. Just then I thought, 'Fuck I don't have my drum kit here'.
Billie's P.O.V
I just got off the phone with Michelle. It sounded like something was up but I wasn't sure. Mike must have noticed the worried look on my face because he turned to Tre telling him to shut up.
"Hey BJ what's wrong, did Michelle want us to go over?" said Mike.
"No, I think something is wrong. She sounded worried that we would go over. And all she said she was going to do was play drums," I said.
"Wait, drums? Her drum kit is still at my house she doesn't have any instruments at her apartment other than her guitar. She was lying Bill something is definitely wrong," said Mike.
I then got up and rushed to find my car keys. The three of us jumped into my car and drove off to Michelle's apartment complex.
Back to my P.O.V
After hanging up on Billie I forced myself into a sitting position, and tried to ignore the pain. I slowly stood up, but quickly fell back down. I think they might have broken one of my ribs. Now I know how Mike felt after the car accident. I just sat there until I heard a knock at my door. Oh shit, its probably Billie.
"Michelle, I know you're there open the door," said Billie.
Yup, I was right it was Billie. I resolved to just let them in and endure tons of questions about what happened.
"Its open BJ," I said from the corner of the room where I still sat.
I heard the door open and a collective gasp from Billie, Mike, and Tre.
"What the fuck happened to you," said Tre as they all ran to me.
Mike tried to help me up but I cried out in pain as his elbow hit my ribs.
"What's wrong?" asked Mike quickly. I didn't want to say any thing was broken, because then I would be dragged to the hospital.
"Just sore a little bit, I got kicked quite a few times," I said.
"Who did this?" asked Billie as he and Mike helped me walk over to the couch.
"Who do you think did this? It was Matt and Jake," I said.
Billie's face fell and he looked mad.
"What's wrong Billie?" I asked.
"This is my fault, you told me yourself that Matt would come after you and kick your ass after that call," he said.
"Billie its not your fault this was going to happen eventually and you were only trying to help. Trust me you did help, I'm completely drug free unless you count all the aspirin I'm about to take for the killer headache I have," I said.
He smiled slightly and I saw Tre come to me to clean the blood off of my face. Then he saw the gash on my neck and cleaned it to. I just love Tre when he is acting serious. Then I told the guys to stop treating me like I was dying.
"Well sorry but you just got your ass kicked and we're trying to help you feel better. I still cant believe he is such a coward to attack you in your apartment," said Mike.
"Don't worry about it Mike. He'll leave me alone now, he got his 'revenge'. Oh and by the way you guys I just finished writing a new song before they got here," I said trying to lighten the mood a little bit.
Life was really getting complicated.
I stood in disbelief for a second before quickly trying to close the door again. But as soon as I had it almost halfway closed, Jake ran into the apartment knocking me backward a few steps. The rest of the guys walked in and slowly closed and locked the door.
They kept walking towards me, until I was up against a wall with no where to go. I felt like passing out so I wouldn't endure the pain that I knew was about to come. Matt was the first one to break the silence that had taken over.
"You did know that I wasn't just going to let you stop buying from me and switch to another dealer didn't you?" he said coldly.
"I don't know what you're talking about, I'm clean. I don't do drugs anymore, not since what you did to me you asshole," I said, and I spit on him.
His eyes narrowed angrily and he gave Jake a quick look that I didn't understand at first. Then, I saw Jake raise one of the baseball bats above his shoulder and. The next thing I knew, I was doubled over in pain feeling as though I had just gotten hit by a car.
The two men I didn't recognize then made me stand up again and held me in place as I received a blow to the face from Matt. After another hit I felt blood running down my face. Then Matt hit me with a baseball bat in the same manner as Jake, only this time the pain was worse.
The two guys that were holding me in place then let me drop to the floor. I received so many kicks in the stomach, side and ribs to count. The pain was now shooting through my whole body and I thought I might lose consciousness soon. Matt finally knelt down and turned my head to face him.
"I'm letting you off easy this time. If I hear from any other dealer that you buy drugs from them I will kill you. You don't know how much money I lose to other dealers, you were one of the biggest sources of my income. You and your sellout band," he said.
Normally I would have just knocked him out cold but I was obviously not in the state to do so. Instead I replied, "Getting off drugs was the best decision I ever made Matt, it means I don't constantly have to deal with assholes and dumb-asses like you and your friends."
That was probably not what he wanted to hear because he kicked me once more in the side and turned to Jake muttering a few words that I couldn't hear. Then, he walked out with the other two guys and waited patiently outside the door of my apartment. Jake in the meantime had said to me, "Payback's a bitch isn't it?"
Then he pulled out his pocket knife. Oh great I thought a stab wound that's all I need. He placed the blade on my neck and slowly ran it across the side, it wouldn't kill me but it definitely hurt. I cried out in pain. He then kicked me with all the force he had. That also made me cry out not only in pain but anger. He turned and walked out the door to Matt, closing it behind him.
For a few minutes all I could do was lay there, engulfed in pain.
I wondered if I should tell Billie or Mike, even Tre even thought I knew I couldn't trust him not to tell the others. Just then I heard my cell phone ring. It was in the pocket of my jeans and was surprisingly unbroken.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey Michelle what's up?" said a voice I recognized as Billie's. It was then that I decided against telling him what had happened. I would only make him worry.
"Uh, nothing much," I said.
"Oh, if your bored do you want us to go over to your place. Mike and Tre are here at my house and we're bored without you," he said.
"NO," I said a little too quickly and loudly. "Sorry about that, just uh, tired. Yeah, tired and uh, I'm thinking about going to play the drums I gotta go," I said and hung up. Just then I thought, 'Fuck I don't have my drum kit here'.
Billie's P.O.V
I just got off the phone with Michelle. It sounded like something was up but I wasn't sure. Mike must have noticed the worried look on my face because he turned to Tre telling him to shut up.
"Hey BJ what's wrong, did Michelle want us to go over?" said Mike.
"No, I think something is wrong. She sounded worried that we would go over. And all she said she was going to do was play drums," I said.
"Wait, drums? Her drum kit is still at my house she doesn't have any instruments at her apartment other than her guitar. She was lying Bill something is definitely wrong," said Mike.
I then got up and rushed to find my car keys. The three of us jumped into my car and drove off to Michelle's apartment complex.
Back to my P.O.V
After hanging up on Billie I forced myself into a sitting position, and tried to ignore the pain. I slowly stood up, but quickly fell back down. I think they might have broken one of my ribs. Now I know how Mike felt after the car accident. I just sat there until I heard a knock at my door. Oh shit, its probably Billie.
"Michelle, I know you're there open the door," said Billie.
Yup, I was right it was Billie. I resolved to just let them in and endure tons of questions about what happened.
"Its open BJ," I said from the corner of the room where I still sat.
I heard the door open and a collective gasp from Billie, Mike, and Tre.
"What the fuck happened to you," said Tre as they all ran to me.
Mike tried to help me up but I cried out in pain as his elbow hit my ribs.
"What's wrong?" asked Mike quickly. I didn't want to say any thing was broken, because then I would be dragged to the hospital.
"Just sore a little bit, I got kicked quite a few times," I said.
"Who did this?" asked Billie as he and Mike helped me walk over to the couch.
"Who do you think did this? It was Matt and Jake," I said.
Billie's face fell and he looked mad.
"What's wrong Billie?" I asked.
"This is my fault, you told me yourself that Matt would come after you and kick your ass after that call," he said.
"Billie its not your fault this was going to happen eventually and you were only trying to help. Trust me you did help, I'm completely drug free unless you count all the aspirin I'm about to take for the killer headache I have," I said.
He smiled slightly and I saw Tre come to me to clean the blood off of my face. Then he saw the gash on my neck and cleaned it to. I just love Tre when he is acting serious. Then I told the guys to stop treating me like I was dying.
"Well sorry but you just got your ass kicked and we're trying to help you feel better. I still cant believe he is such a coward to attack you in your apartment," said Mike.
"Don't worry about it Mike. He'll leave me alone now, he got his 'revenge'. Oh and by the way you guys I just finished writing a new song before they got here," I said trying to lighten the mood a little bit.
Life was really getting complicated.
