The Unsuspecting Victim, chapter 1
There was a deafening gunshot and Billie Joe dropped to the stage floor. The crowd were going mental, they were trying to escape through all of the exits. Mike lifted Billie's head and placed his jacket under it like a cushion. He had been shot in the neck and was gurgling blood. Mike and Tre were holding his hands telling him to stay with them.
"Help!"cried Mike desperately. The paramedics were on their way but they couldn't get through the rioting crowds.
"I.......I'll m-miss you," Billie stuttered.
"Don't say that," said Tre. But Mike and Tre knew that they might be the last ever words their friend spoke.
"T-tell Adie......."Billie muttered.
"Tell Adie what Billie?What?"questioned Mike. Billie was about to answer when a huge pain shot through his body. He suddenly lurched forward and started panting.
"Billie!"yelled Tre. Billie's green eyes widened in fear as he stopped breathing. His life flashed before his eyes for a second but for Billie Joe that second seemed like eternity. He fell backwards and his grip on Mike and Tre's hands went limp.
"Billie breathe,"panicked Mike but his friend didn't move.
"C'mon buddy,"urged Tre but Billie Joe still remained lifeless on the floor, his eyes still wide with fear and shock.
"Tre I think he's gone!"screamed Mike tears streaming down his face.
"What do you mean!?"shouted Tre although he knew Mike was right. Paramedics rushed onto stage but it was too late, Billie Joe was gone.
"You're too slow you dicks!"yelled Tre but Mike couldn't even talk. He was devastated. Billie Joe went so soon,he didn't even have time to say a proper goodbye. Paramedics pushed passed Mike and Tre to feel for a pulse but they found nothing .Mike and Tre clung to each other like magnets crying into one another. "Mr. Wright,Mr. Pritchard,we are very, very sorry," comforted a paramedic.
"Tell me this isn't happening Mike," cried Tre.
"Tell me it's all a dream." But it wasn't a dream. It was real and they were never going to see their friend again, or so they thought.
Billie Joe stared for a while unable to believe his eyes. A minute ago he was performing to 15,000 people. Singing his heart out to Wake Me Up When September Ends and now he was a ghost! His appearance was the same as when he had died. He even had blood-stained teeth.
"I don't want to be like this," he complained to himself.
"Well you're stuck like it now,"said a familiar voice. Billie Joe flung around to see a face he hadn't seen in twenty three years.
"Dad!"Billie cried almost lost for words. He flung his arms around Andy not ever wanting to let go.
"I'm proud of you,"said Andy stroking a hand through his son's hair. The two stuck to each other like glue for a while before Billie stood back. "
Thank you for Blue,"he said.
"No problem.It's helped you a lot I see,"said Andy. Billie nodded.
"They were the best friends anyone could wish for," Billie said sadly looking at his distraught friends.
"They obviously cared for you a lot,"said Andy.
"I suppose they did,"answered Billie. He walked over to his friends who were sat down next to his body. Mike looked at his friend's eyes. They weren't sparkling emerald like they used to be. They had started to be covered by a white film. Mike placed a hand on Billie's eyelids and swiped down so that they were shut.
"Why Billie Joe?"questioned Tre. "I don't know,"said Mike.
"I really do not know." Mr. Wright,Mr. Pritchard,we will take Mr. Armstrong to a private hospital and further arrangements will be made from then on,"said a paramedic.
"Thank you,"said Mike. But Tre said nothing. He was still holding a grudge against the paramedic team for being late. Billie walked up to Mike and placed his hand on his shoulder. Even though Billie Joe was a ghost Mike felt it. He smiled at the thought that it was Billie Joe.
"Come back to haunt me,"said Mike. "Please come back and haunt me.""I will Mike,"said Billie.
"I will."
"Help!"cried Mike desperately. The paramedics were on their way but they couldn't get through the rioting crowds.
"I.......I'll m-miss you," Billie stuttered.
"Don't say that," said Tre. But Mike and Tre knew that they might be the last ever words their friend spoke.
"T-tell Adie......."Billie muttered.
"Tell Adie what Billie?What?"questioned Mike. Billie was about to answer when a huge pain shot through his body. He suddenly lurched forward and started panting.
"Billie!"yelled Tre. Billie's green eyes widened in fear as he stopped breathing. His life flashed before his eyes for a second but for Billie Joe that second seemed like eternity. He fell backwards and his grip on Mike and Tre's hands went limp.
"Billie breathe,"panicked Mike but his friend didn't move.
"C'mon buddy,"urged Tre but Billie Joe still remained lifeless on the floor, his eyes still wide with fear and shock.
"Tre I think he's gone!"screamed Mike tears streaming down his face.
"What do you mean!?"shouted Tre although he knew Mike was right. Paramedics rushed onto stage but it was too late, Billie Joe was gone.
"You're too slow you dicks!"yelled Tre but Mike couldn't even talk. He was devastated. Billie Joe went so soon,he didn't even have time to say a proper goodbye. Paramedics pushed passed Mike and Tre to feel for a pulse but they found nothing .Mike and Tre clung to each other like magnets crying into one another. "Mr. Wright,Mr. Pritchard,we are very, very sorry," comforted a paramedic.
"Tell me this isn't happening Mike," cried Tre.
"Tell me it's all a dream." But it wasn't a dream. It was real and they were never going to see their friend again, or so they thought.
Billie Joe stared for a while unable to believe his eyes. A minute ago he was performing to 15,000 people. Singing his heart out to Wake Me Up When September Ends and now he was a ghost! His appearance was the same as when he had died. He even had blood-stained teeth.
"I don't want to be like this," he complained to himself.
"Well you're stuck like it now,"said a familiar voice. Billie Joe flung around to see a face he hadn't seen in twenty three years.
"Dad!"Billie cried almost lost for words. He flung his arms around Andy not ever wanting to let go.
"I'm proud of you,"said Andy stroking a hand through his son's hair. The two stuck to each other like glue for a while before Billie stood back. "
Thank you for Blue,"he said.
"No problem.It's helped you a lot I see,"said Andy. Billie nodded.
"They were the best friends anyone could wish for," Billie said sadly looking at his distraught friends.
"They obviously cared for you a lot,"said Andy.
"I suppose they did,"answered Billie. He walked over to his friends who were sat down next to his body. Mike looked at his friend's eyes. They weren't sparkling emerald like they used to be. They had started to be covered by a white film. Mike placed a hand on Billie's eyelids and swiped down so that they were shut.
"Why Billie Joe?"questioned Tre. "I don't know,"said Mike.
"I really do not know." Mr. Wright,Mr. Pritchard,we will take Mr. Armstrong to a private hospital and further arrangements will be made from then on,"said a paramedic.
"Thank you,"said Mike. But Tre said nothing. He was still holding a grudge against the paramedic team for being late. Billie walked up to Mike and placed his hand on his shoulder. Even though Billie Joe was a ghost Mike felt it. He smiled at the thought that it was Billie Joe.
"Come back to haunt me,"said Mike. "Please come back and haunt me.""I will Mike,"said Billie.
"I will."
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