My Life With Tre, chapter 13
*Funeral day for my mom*
We had moms funeral in America, with Tré, the rest of Green Day, their partners and myself. After the funeral I hit rock bottom, I went into depression. One day after I put our baby to sleep I went into the bathroom and started cutting my wrists. Tré walked in and found me passed out on the floor. Tré had to take me to hospital when he found me.
*Tré's POV*
After the funeral, Rhiannon just wanted to be alone so everyday, I would go out and be with the boys while she was at home. I came home one day and went to go and say hello to my beautiful wife and I walked into the bathroom and found Rhiannon passed out on the floor, blood coming from her wrists. I pulled her into the car and then got our baby and put her in the car and raced to the hospital.
*At the hospital*
I was raced into the emergency and had to have a blood transfusion and was put on a drip. I was out cold for at least 4 days. When I did wake Tré was there holding my hand and our baby was nowhere to be seen I got up quickly and screamed to Tre.
"Where's my baby?"
"It's okay, she's with Adie and Billie," Tre answered, soothing me to calm me down, kissing my cheek stroking my hand softly. I eventually calmed down, Tré and I started talking then he came to the subject and asked me why I had cut myself. I had to explain everything to him. I thought that now, he would want to divorce me now 'cause I was some kind of wrist cutting psycho. Eventually I got better and Tré wanted another baby we decided that we would wait at least a year.
*Year 2011*
"It's my birthday tomorrow," Tre said bounding around with Leigh.
"What you want to do babe? I asked him.
"Well I wanna do something right now to you!" he replied sounding devious. So he put Leigh in her cot, and raced back to me and picked me up over his shoulder and carried me up the stairs, God knows how he did, but he managed. Anyway he got me up the stairs and into our bedroom and put me carefully on the bed. He stood over me and kissed my lips then started to take off my shirt.
"Tré," I said
"What if Leigh hears us?"
"Oh well she'll just be mentally scarred for the rest of her life," I laughed as he kissed my stomach and knowing us we got at it again.
*Next day*
Tré literally shook me awake acting like a little boy.
"It's my birthday, oh yeah!"
"Well sorry no presents here," I said grinning.
"That's alright you're the best present ever!" he said to me.
"Thanks babe," I said.
We walked downstairs and let Leigh sleep in for a while. There was a little, neatly wrapped gift on the table for Tre.
"I wonder what it is," I said to him.
"Yeah, who's it from?" he said.
"Actually I don't know." I said looking clueless.
"Oh yeah, babe sure you don't," he said sounding sarcastic.
"No, really I don't," I said looking at him. He opened it.
"It's just a box," Tre said as his grin faded.
"Open the box," I said. Inside was a little note from Billie Joe it said:
Hey, Billie Joe here, meet me at my place at around 6:00 pm tonight and you will get your present. Oh and thanks to you to lovebirds I'm mentally scarred now ,I was in your place last night. Anyways see you and Rhiannon tonight. Later, Billie Joe.
We had moms funeral in America, with Tré, the rest of Green Day, their partners and myself. After the funeral I hit rock bottom, I went into depression. One day after I put our baby to sleep I went into the bathroom and started cutting my wrists. Tré walked in and found me passed out on the floor. Tré had to take me to hospital when he found me.
*Tré's POV*
After the funeral, Rhiannon just wanted to be alone so everyday, I would go out and be with the boys while she was at home. I came home one day and went to go and say hello to my beautiful wife and I walked into the bathroom and found Rhiannon passed out on the floor, blood coming from her wrists. I pulled her into the car and then got our baby and put her in the car and raced to the hospital.
*At the hospital*
I was raced into the emergency and had to have a blood transfusion and was put on a drip. I was out cold for at least 4 days. When I did wake Tré was there holding my hand and our baby was nowhere to be seen I got up quickly and screamed to Tre.
"Where's my baby?"
"It's okay, she's with Adie and Billie," Tre answered, soothing me to calm me down, kissing my cheek stroking my hand softly. I eventually calmed down, Tré and I started talking then he came to the subject and asked me why I had cut myself. I had to explain everything to him. I thought that now, he would want to divorce me now 'cause I was some kind of wrist cutting psycho. Eventually I got better and Tré wanted another baby we decided that we would wait at least a year.
*Year 2011*
"It's my birthday tomorrow," Tre said bounding around with Leigh.
"What you want to do babe? I asked him.
"Well I wanna do something right now to you!" he replied sounding devious. So he put Leigh in her cot, and raced back to me and picked me up over his shoulder and carried me up the stairs, God knows how he did, but he managed. Anyway he got me up the stairs and into our bedroom and put me carefully on the bed. He stood over me and kissed my lips then started to take off my shirt.
"Tré," I said
"What if Leigh hears us?"
"Oh well she'll just be mentally scarred for the rest of her life," I laughed as he kissed my stomach and knowing us we got at it again.
*Next day*
Tré literally shook me awake acting like a little boy.
"It's my birthday, oh yeah!"
"Well sorry no presents here," I said grinning.
"That's alright you're the best present ever!" he said to me.
"Thanks babe," I said.
We walked downstairs and let Leigh sleep in for a while. There was a little, neatly wrapped gift on the table for Tre.
"I wonder what it is," I said to him.
"Yeah, who's it from?" he said.
"Actually I don't know." I said looking clueless.
"Oh yeah, babe sure you don't," he said sounding sarcastic.
"No, really I don't," I said looking at him. He opened it.
"It's just a box," Tre said as his grin faded.
"Open the box," I said. Inside was a little note from Billie Joe it said:
Hey, Billie Joe here, meet me at my place at around 6:00 pm tonight and you will get your present. Oh and thanks to you to lovebirds I'm mentally scarred now ,I was in your place last night. Anyways see you and Rhiannon tonight. Later, Billie Joe.
