Call It What You Like - I Don't Care, chapter 8
Billie Joe's P.O.V
I heard, as though from a long way away, Dr Baldwin's voice, "He has a severely fractured skull and a broken leg, we are fairly sure that he will make it though, a 50% chance, I would say. You may go and visit him if u wish just go through that corridor and he is in the third room on your left."
Me, Bella and Mike all stood up and slowly made our way into Tre's room.
I could hardly bear to look at him, lying so still and lifeless on the hospital bed...
All because of ME... I thought it would be funny, GOD FUCKING DAMMIT I AM STUPID!!!
As though he had read my thoughts, Mike came and sat down next to me, "Billie, man, it's not your fault... "
"Well whose fucking fault is it then?!" I snapped at him tears welling up in my eyes.
"Billie, calm down, it's not any ones fault; it was an accident, ok? Accidents happen."
Bella's P.O.V
Oh fuck! We were so stupid... Tre now only has a 50% chance of living and it's all because of our stupid practical joke!
Fuck I shouldn't have done that... Tre might be gonna die and its ALL MY FAULT!
I could here Billie Joe and Mike speaking in hushed voices to each other but Billie Joe occasionally snapping at Mike, trying to blame himself for what happened...
I hadn't even realized that I was crying until Billie Joe came and wrapped his arms around me whispering in my ear, "It's going to be ok, he'll get better, he's strong.
***
"Come on guys, he's gonna be alright."
We had been sitting next to Tre's bed for the past 4 hours and all I could think about was how it was my fault while Billie Joe and Mike had a whispered argument because Mike was trying to convince us that it wasn't anybody's fault and that it was just an accident.
I felt Mikes strong arms wrap around my shoulder and pull me up out of my seat. "Come on Bella, you need to get some sleep." I allowed myself to be walked out the front doors and over to Billie Joe's car with Billie Joe wondered along behind us kicking rocks in the gutter.
After dropping Mike off at his place and driving the rest of the way to Billie Joe's in silence, we got out of the car and walked slowly up the stairs that were still covered in honey and now, ants. "Do you think we should clean this up?" I asked Billie Joe as he unlocked the front door.
"Don't worry, I'll do it in a minute." He replied as we walked through the door and I switched the hall light on. "Do you want anything to eat?" he asked me.
"Nah, I'm not really hungry," I replied as I flopped down onto the couch.
After Billie Joe had cleaned up the honey and they had both had showers
We were sitting on the couch looking at the T.V although not paying the slightest bit of attention to what was on the screen. I decided that just sitting thee staring at a television was really a stupid thing to be doing so I thought I should say something... Anything to break this awkward silence.
"Billie Joe, don't you think we should get some sleep so that we can get up early tomorrow and visit Tre?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever."
We walked silently up the stairs and down the hall until we reached the door to my room. Billie Joe turned to me, "Don't blame yourself. Its not your fault."
I opened my mouth to speak, why was he so intent on blaming himself? But before I could get any words out he had covered my mouth with his.
After a moment he pulled away and walked down the hall, "Goodnight, Bella"
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, tears dripping slowly onto my pillow. There was no way I was going to sleep knowing that Tre only had half a chance of living. I only just met him and he's already about to die. DAMMIT! I've got to stop blaming myself for this, Mike was right it was just an accident.
Right now I needed a friend, someone who understood how I felt...
Billie Joe's P.O.V*
I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling with tears welling up in my eyes and dripping onto my pillow every now and then. I had known Tre for ages and now he has half a chance of dying because of my stupid practical joke. I knew that it was an accident but I just couldn't help blaming myself.
Right now I needed someone who knew how I felt...
I stood up and walked over to the door, I opened it and stepped into the dark hallway where I walked straight into Bella.
There was a sharp intake of breath and she asked me, "Where are you going?"
I replied completely honestly, as wussy as it sounded, "I need you right now, I feel lonely and confused."
"I feel the same way."
Bella's P.O.V
We lay down under the covers on his bed and snuggled up to each other.
We talked about stuff that had happened and what we were going to do the next day for a while until we were both to tired to talk.
Billie Joe snuggled up as close as he could to me and kissed my cheek.
"Goodnight Bella... "
I heard, as though from a long way away, Dr Baldwin's voice, "He has a severely fractured skull and a broken leg, we are fairly sure that he will make it though, a 50% chance, I would say. You may go and visit him if u wish just go through that corridor and he is in the third room on your left."
Me, Bella and Mike all stood up and slowly made our way into Tre's room.
I could hardly bear to look at him, lying so still and lifeless on the hospital bed...
All because of ME... I thought it would be funny, GOD FUCKING DAMMIT I AM STUPID!!!
As though he had read my thoughts, Mike came and sat down next to me, "Billie, man, it's not your fault... "
"Well whose fucking fault is it then?!" I snapped at him tears welling up in my eyes.
"Billie, calm down, it's not any ones fault; it was an accident, ok? Accidents happen."
Bella's P.O.V
Oh fuck! We were so stupid... Tre now only has a 50% chance of living and it's all because of our stupid practical joke!
Fuck I shouldn't have done that... Tre might be gonna die and its ALL MY FAULT!
I could here Billie Joe and Mike speaking in hushed voices to each other but Billie Joe occasionally snapping at Mike, trying to blame himself for what happened...
I hadn't even realized that I was crying until Billie Joe came and wrapped his arms around me whispering in my ear, "It's going to be ok, he'll get better, he's strong.
***
"Come on guys, he's gonna be alright."
We had been sitting next to Tre's bed for the past 4 hours and all I could think about was how it was my fault while Billie Joe and Mike had a whispered argument because Mike was trying to convince us that it wasn't anybody's fault and that it was just an accident.
I felt Mikes strong arms wrap around my shoulder and pull me up out of my seat. "Come on Bella, you need to get some sleep." I allowed myself to be walked out the front doors and over to Billie Joe's car with Billie Joe wondered along behind us kicking rocks in the gutter.
After dropping Mike off at his place and driving the rest of the way to Billie Joe's in silence, we got out of the car and walked slowly up the stairs that were still covered in honey and now, ants. "Do you think we should clean this up?" I asked Billie Joe as he unlocked the front door.
"Don't worry, I'll do it in a minute." He replied as we walked through the door and I switched the hall light on. "Do you want anything to eat?" he asked me.
"Nah, I'm not really hungry," I replied as I flopped down onto the couch.
After Billie Joe had cleaned up the honey and they had both had showers
We were sitting on the couch looking at the T.V although not paying the slightest bit of attention to what was on the screen. I decided that just sitting thee staring at a television was really a stupid thing to be doing so I thought I should say something... Anything to break this awkward silence.
"Billie Joe, don't you think we should get some sleep so that we can get up early tomorrow and visit Tre?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever."
We walked silently up the stairs and down the hall until we reached the door to my room. Billie Joe turned to me, "Don't blame yourself. Its not your fault."
I opened my mouth to speak, why was he so intent on blaming himself? But before I could get any words out he had covered my mouth with his.
After a moment he pulled away and walked down the hall, "Goodnight, Bella"
I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, tears dripping slowly onto my pillow. There was no way I was going to sleep knowing that Tre only had half a chance of living. I only just met him and he's already about to die. DAMMIT! I've got to stop blaming myself for this, Mike was right it was just an accident.
Right now I needed a friend, someone who understood how I felt...
Billie Joe's P.O.V*
I was lying in bed staring at the ceiling with tears welling up in my eyes and dripping onto my pillow every now and then. I had known Tre for ages and now he has half a chance of dying because of my stupid practical joke. I knew that it was an accident but I just couldn't help blaming myself.
Right now I needed someone who knew how I felt...
I stood up and walked over to the door, I opened it and stepped into the dark hallway where I walked straight into Bella.
There was a sharp intake of breath and she asked me, "Where are you going?"
I replied completely honestly, as wussy as it sounded, "I need you right now, I feel lonely and confused."
"I feel the same way."
Bella's P.O.V
We lay down under the covers on his bed and snuggled up to each other.
We talked about stuff that had happened and what we were going to do the next day for a while until we were both to tired to talk.
Billie Joe snuggled up as close as he could to me and kissed my cheek.
"Goodnight Bella... "
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