Call It What You Like - I Don't Care, chapter 7

Still Bella's P.O.V.

"Ok so what was your idea?" I asked him after we had been making out for about 10 minutes.

(*Authors note: Yeah, I know what you were thinking, horny little bastards, especially you Ingrid. Lol!)

"Well it involves Tre, Honey and feathers... "
"Ok, sounds cool, when are we going to put this plan into action?" I asked.

No one's P.O.V.

Later that afternoon Billie Joe, Mike and Bella could be found hiding out the front of Billie Joe's house watching a pool of honey on the smooth concrete of the front porch, just waiting for Tre to come along and fall in it.

Not long after Tre's car pulled up in Billie Joe's Drive way and Tre jumped out and ran straight up to the front door.
Billie, Bella and Mike were standing just out of sight holding a bag of feathers each waiting for the moment when Tre me crashing down in the pool of honey.
Sure enough Tre jumped up the last step, put his foot in the honey and slipped straight over and landed flat on his back on the hard concrete.

They ran out with their bags of feathers about to throw them all over Tre when they realized that he wasn't moving and there was a quickly growing pool of blood around his head.
His breathing was light and irregular.

"Oh Fuck... "

It had seemed like such a good idea at the time but now it was clear that it was just plain stupid and dangerous. They had to get help now, Tre was gonna kill them when he woke up... If he woke up...

Billie Joe ran ran inside and got his car keys.
"COME ON!!!" He shouted at everyone.

At the hospital

Everyone looked up as Dr Baldwin stepped into the waiting room.

"Well doctor?" Asked Mike, Bracing himself for the worst.
"Uuum.. well how can I put this?" He said more to himself than anyone else.
"JUST GODDAM FUCKING SAY IT MAN!" Shouted Billie.
" Well Mr Wright is... um... well, he's in a coma."