The Day Billie's and Mike's Life Came Crashing Down, chapter 22
"The ambulence will take too long to get here, I'll take him," Mike said, picking Billie up. There was a knock on the door. "Wait here with him," Mike said putting Billie down next to Andy and ran back downstairs to answer the door.
"Dr Relva! Thank God you're here."
"Really! I only came to see how you and Billie were doing."
"Come quick!"
"Why? What's wrong?"
"It's Billie!"
"Come on then show me where he is."
Mike raced back upstairs with Dr Relva to Billie who was still gasping for breath.
"What happened?" Dr Relva asked Mike as he opening the windows to let some air fill Billie's lungs.
"I was talking to him and then he collapsed in my arms and started gasping for breath. I was just about to take him to the hospital when you knocked on the door."
"That was a good idea, but it's nothing to worry about it's about it's just a panic or anxiety attack it will pass. Just try to calm him down."
"Ok, thanks."
Billie had his hand to his throat and was choking. Stuart was clutching Billie's throat with a wicked grin on his face. Stuart let his grip go when Billie past out. Mike and Dr Relva ran over to Billie and tried to get him to wake up. When they had no luck Mike picked Billie up and carried him downstairs and placed him on the floor by the fireplace and put the fire on as Billie was shivering. Dr Relva had made Mike some coffee and was bringing it in to him.
"Thanks."
"No problem. He'll wake up soon don't worry."
"I know it's not I'm worried about."
"Oh, what are you worried about?"
"Billie."
"What about Billie?"
"He's been throwing up quite a lot recently and has been having this really bad nightmare and ha been having some hallucinations aswell, I just - I just don't know what to do. He said that he doesn't want my help."
"You have to give him some time on his own. Just to let him know how it feels to be independant again."
"I can't do that, he'll think that I'm avoiding him and I don't want him to avoid me. I care too much for him to hate me."
"He won't hate you."
"Yeah, I suppose he won't but still he's not going to like the idea."
"Just give it some time ok?"
"Ok."
They heard a groan come from near the fireplace. Billie was stirring. He opened his eyes and saw the fire. He screamed. He saw Mike's face flickering amongst the flames. "MIKE!!" Billie screamed, sitting up and shuffling back from the flames with tears in his eyes.
"Billie! It's alright! I'm here!" Mike said grabbing hold of Billie and looking into his eyes.
"Mike, I'll do anything! Just get these nightmares out of my head!" Billie said sobbing.
"Ssh! It's alright. You'll be fine, I promise," Mike said calmly, embracing Billie into a hug.
"I'm going mad Mike, I know I am."
"No you're not, you've just had a bad experience that's all."
"Billie, a friend of mine, who works at the hospital, is a psychiatrist, if you really want these nightmares to leave you alone then I could ask him to book you in as soon as possible." Dr Relva said kneeling down beside Billie and Mike.
"I'll do anything, just get them out of my head."
"Ok, I'll ask him tomorrow."
"Thank you," Mike said to both Billie and Dr Relva.
"You're welcome," Dr Relva said to Mike as he got up.
"Where are you going?" Billie asked him looking up at Dr Relva as he was approaching the door.
"I've got to go into work but I'll pop in quick when I finish, ok?"
"Ok."
"That's fine," Mike said.
Dr Relva left Mike holding onto a tear filled eyed Billie. He closed the door and made his way to work.
"I need to get out of here for a bit I hate being inside all the time," Billie said to Mike getting up to get changed and to have a shower.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Mike asked as he got up to go into the kitchen.
"No it's alright. I want to be on my own for a bit, to think. I'll be alright."
"Ok take as long as you want."
"Ok."
Billie went upstairs and had a shower and a shave. He got dressed again into a nice clean outfit and came down twenty minutes later. He grabbed his car keys as Mike came out of the kitchen.
"I'll see you later," Billie said as he made his way to the door.
"Yeah, ok. Drive safely," Mike said as Billie reached the door.
"I will, don't worry," Billie said and left the house, with Mike looking at the door.
Mike went upstairs to his room and sat on his bed with his bass guitar. A few seconds after he sat down, Tre appeared and sat on the floor, cross-legged in front of Mike.
"Hey man, I haven't seen you in a while," Mike said putting his bass aside for the moment.
"Yeah, I know, Sorry," Tre said with a sad look on his face.
"That's ok. What's wrong?" Mike asked Tre with a serious tone and a face to match.
"It's Billie. I know how he's been acting and I've been thinking this over for some time now and I've come to the conclusion that Billie's behaviour is down to my death."
"What! Tre don't blame yourself it's Stuart who is to blame, he's the one that's made Billie this way, not you."
"It is me though! Billie's right. I'm the one to blame for all of this I brought Stuart and his gang into your lives and I'm the one who done it because I ended my life hoping that they'd end there but they didn't."
"Sure you did all of those things but I've never told you this because Billie told me not to tell anyone else but I think that you need to know this."
"What is it?"
"Billie's been hearing voices in his head ever since his dad died and the nightmare has only been happening since Stuart died."
"He's been hearing voices in his head!"
"Yeah. ever since his dad died."
"Mike, he needs help and fast."
"He's fine, he hasn't heard the voices since you died and that was telling him to kill himself but I saved him."
"Yeah but you can't be too sure."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I was looking that stuff up on the computer a few days ago and it said that you have to help that person straightaway or as soon as possible. He could hurt himself again Mike. You remember the gashes he got don't you? He was trying to end it again."
"Look Tre, Dr Relva is going to book Billie in as soon as possible and if he wanted to end it all and actually listen to the voices in his head then why didn't he end it all in hospital one night like you did when Billie saved your life and phoned for an ambulence. Anothr few minutes without him and you would have died and you payed him back by ending it all."
"I know. I've made it worse for him haven't I?"
"No, no you haven't Tre."
"Yes I have."
"Tre, listen to me you haven't, I have."
"What do you mean?"
"I didn't help him when he first started to hear them and maybe if you didn't bring or meet Stuart into our lives, so in a way we've both screwed up his life."
"What are we going to do?"
"I don't know but can't you try talking to him."
"Why me?"
"Look Tre, he hasn't seen you in ages and you can get into his head and see what he's thinking."
"I'm not stepping into his mind Mike, but, I will talk to him and if he doesn't tell me anything important or what I want to know then I'll consider it ok?"
"Ok, but before you consider it, you can look in his diary for me, I would but I promised Billie that I wouldn't look through it, but, he didn't say anything about you looking through it. Then if you don't see anything that catches your eye then we'll consider you going into his mind."
"Suits me, but, where does he keep his diary?"
"Under his pillow, but god, please don't tell him that I told you to look through it if he catches you."
"I won't, don't worry."
"Thanks."
"No problem, when should I go and read his diary?"
"Tonight, when he falls asleep. He writes in it before he falls asleep and he leaves it next to him when he does drift off."
"Ok, I'll see you later."
"Ok."
Mike went back to playing his bass for a bit, but couldn't help but wonder if Billie would ever be alright again. The nightmares should stop, eventually but the voices, now that's a different story. They seem to have been getting worse and more frequent. Billie has been talking quietly to himself recently and when he does that he puts his hand over his ears. It may be nothing but it's worth it just to get him checke dout by a proffesional.
Mike was thinking about Billie when he heard the front door slam shut and footsteps stomping up the stairs. He got up and opened the door.
"Billie, what's . . . ." Mike started but Billie cut him short.
"Just fuck off Mike!"
Billie stormed to his room and slammed the door shut and locked it, as Dan came through the front door. Mike went downstairs to see what Billie was mad about.
"Oh, well, Billie came to se me at work and my boss told me to inform you two that we've released stuarts mates because they said that Stuart threatened to kill thier loved ones if they didn't do as they were told," Dan said, sadly.
"IT'S A SHIT THING TO DO AND THAT WAS A CRAP LIE THAT THEY TOLD YOU!" Billie shouted kicking his door.
"Do you think that they were telling the truth?" Mike asked as he was starting to get scared about what Billie would do.
"I don't know but they all seemed to shiver at the thought of thier first meeting with Stuart and that they didn't want to hurt Tre, Billie or you but they didn't want thier loved ones killed."
At this point Billie came storming down the stairs. "THAT'S ALL A LOAD OF BULLSHIT! THEY DIDN'T LOOK SO SORRY WHEN THEY KIDNAPPED ME OR WHEN THEY WERE BEATING ME TO DEATH! IF I EVER SEE ANY OF THEM AGAIN THEN I'M GOING TO SEE HOW THEY LIKE BEING BEATEN TO DEATH! AND IT WILL BE TO DEATH!" Billie shouted as he stormed out the front door.
"Should we follow him?" Dan asked looking worried.
"No, he'll be alright, he's just gone to calm down that's all," Mike replied, with a little bit of worry in his voice.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Alright, don't worry they won't come after you again, they're going back to thier homes which they were forced to leave 8 years ago."
"8 years!"
"Yep, well if you don't mind I'm knackered and want to get to bed. I've got a day off tomorrow so I won't be up early."
"Yeah, ok. You go up to bed and I'll wait for Billie to get back."
"Ok, night."
"Night."
Dan went up to bed leaving Mike to wait patiently for Billie to return home, in a calmer mood.
Tre appeared on the sofa next to Mike 5 minutes later.
"Hey, where's Billie?" he asked Mike.
"I don't know he stormed off out the front door about 10 minutes ago, why?"
"I just wanted to talk to him that's all and why did he storm off out the front door?"
"Because Dan told him that they released Stuart's mates."
"WHAT! I have a bad feeling about this. Where did he go?"
"I don't know!"
"Well, get up we have to find him!"
"I can't what if he comes back and I'm not here?"
"Where's Dan? Can't he watch out for Billie?"
"No, he went up to bed, he was tired and to be honest he didn't look that well."
"Well, we have to find him. Did he take anything with him?"
"Just his diary and the car."
"Shit! ANDY! YO ANDY!"
"What?" Andy asked, sitting in the chair opposite the sofa."
"We have to find Billie!"
"Why? What happened?"
"They released Stuart's mates and Billie got angry and stormed off."
"Oh, shit! Come on, Mike you stay here and wait for Billie and phone his cell phone, while me and Tre go out and try to find him."
"Ok" Mike said, sadly.
"Don't worry we'll find him."
"I know you will."
"Right, come on Tre, let's go!"
"Ok"
They left Mike on his own feeling scared and worried. He couldn't believe how much has happened in a couple of months and he couldn't believe how angry Billie had got. He's never seen Billie as angry as that before. Maybe he should go out and find him, but, what if he comes back and wants to talk to him.
After 5 minutes, Mike rang Billie's cell phone. There was no answer. He tried one last time and again no one answered. Mike didn't know whether to panic or not. He looked up at the clock. It was 11pm. Where could Billie be? Mike was starting to get worked up and kept saying to himself:
'I hope he's alright, he wouldn't do anything stupid at least I hope he doesn't. I've never seen him this angry before so I don't know what he'll do. I wish he'd come back home now. I'm worried sick and I actually feel as if I'm going to be sick. Uh oh.'
Mike got up from the sofa and made his way to the downstairs toilet. Where he puked up so much that when he finished his throat was sore. He got a glass of water and tried Billie's cell again and again there was still no answer.
Mike went back to the living room and looked out of the window. It was deserted, no one could be seen or heard except from a couple of cars that was driving past but apart from that, no one was there.
It was quarter to twelve and Billie still hasn't come back yet. Mike was thinking about going out to look for him when someone knocked on the door. Mike got up and answered it, when the door opened Tre and Andy where carrying a bruised, bloody and semi-concious Billie into the hall where they placed him on the floor.
"Shit! Billie are you alright? Answer me," Mike said kneeling down beside him.
"He won't be able to hear you, we tried that already and we got no answer as well," Tre said.
"Where did you find him?"
"In the alley by the park."
"Oh Billie, I . . . ." Mike started but he stopped as he noticed blood coming from the back of Billie's head, he lifted his head slightly and started to cry when he saw a massive cut down the back.
"Oh my god!" Mike screamed, Dan came running down the stairs.
"What's wrong?" He asked Mike, he pointed his reply at the cut on Billie's head.
"Fucking hell! It looks as though someone's whacked him with a brick, come on get in my car, we'll take him to the hospital." Dan said as he picked up Billie and rushed him out to the car while Mike drove at top speed to get him to the hospital.
*At the hospital*
Dan rushed into the emergency entrance with Billie and rushed him up to the receptionist and ordered for help immeadiatly. Four or five doctors came running out with a stretcher and took a limp Billie into thearte, while the receptionist led Mike and Dan into the familiar waiting room.
It was 1 o'clock and there was still no news on Billie. Mike was pacing up and down and Dan had fallen asleep on the chair.
Everytime someone walked into the room Mike looked up, hopefully to see a doctor come in with a healthy Billie, but it was a false alarm everytime.
"Dr Relva! Thank God you're here."
"Really! I only came to see how you and Billie were doing."
"Come quick!"
"Why? What's wrong?"
"It's Billie!"
"Come on then show me where he is."
Mike raced back upstairs with Dr Relva to Billie who was still gasping for breath.
"What happened?" Dr Relva asked Mike as he opening the windows to let some air fill Billie's lungs.
"I was talking to him and then he collapsed in my arms and started gasping for breath. I was just about to take him to the hospital when you knocked on the door."
"That was a good idea, but it's nothing to worry about it's about it's just a panic or anxiety attack it will pass. Just try to calm him down."
"Ok, thanks."
Billie had his hand to his throat and was choking. Stuart was clutching Billie's throat with a wicked grin on his face. Stuart let his grip go when Billie past out. Mike and Dr Relva ran over to Billie and tried to get him to wake up. When they had no luck Mike picked Billie up and carried him downstairs and placed him on the floor by the fireplace and put the fire on as Billie was shivering. Dr Relva had made Mike some coffee and was bringing it in to him.
"Thanks."
"No problem. He'll wake up soon don't worry."
"I know it's not I'm worried about."
"Oh, what are you worried about?"
"Billie."
"What about Billie?"
"He's been throwing up quite a lot recently and has been having this really bad nightmare and ha been having some hallucinations aswell, I just - I just don't know what to do. He said that he doesn't want my help."
"You have to give him some time on his own. Just to let him know how it feels to be independant again."
"I can't do that, he'll think that I'm avoiding him and I don't want him to avoid me. I care too much for him to hate me."
"He won't hate you."
"Yeah, I suppose he won't but still he's not going to like the idea."
"Just give it some time ok?"
"Ok."
They heard a groan come from near the fireplace. Billie was stirring. He opened his eyes and saw the fire. He screamed. He saw Mike's face flickering amongst the flames. "MIKE!!" Billie screamed, sitting up and shuffling back from the flames with tears in his eyes.
"Billie! It's alright! I'm here!" Mike said grabbing hold of Billie and looking into his eyes.
"Mike, I'll do anything! Just get these nightmares out of my head!" Billie said sobbing.
"Ssh! It's alright. You'll be fine, I promise," Mike said calmly, embracing Billie into a hug.
"I'm going mad Mike, I know I am."
"No you're not, you've just had a bad experience that's all."
"Billie, a friend of mine, who works at the hospital, is a psychiatrist, if you really want these nightmares to leave you alone then I could ask him to book you in as soon as possible." Dr Relva said kneeling down beside Billie and Mike.
"I'll do anything, just get them out of my head."
"Ok, I'll ask him tomorrow."
"Thank you," Mike said to both Billie and Dr Relva.
"You're welcome," Dr Relva said to Mike as he got up.
"Where are you going?" Billie asked him looking up at Dr Relva as he was approaching the door.
"I've got to go into work but I'll pop in quick when I finish, ok?"
"Ok."
"That's fine," Mike said.
Dr Relva left Mike holding onto a tear filled eyed Billie. He closed the door and made his way to work.
"I need to get out of here for a bit I hate being inside all the time," Billie said to Mike getting up to get changed and to have a shower.
"Do you want me to come with you?" Mike asked as he got up to go into the kitchen.
"No it's alright. I want to be on my own for a bit, to think. I'll be alright."
"Ok take as long as you want."
"Ok."
Billie went upstairs and had a shower and a shave. He got dressed again into a nice clean outfit and came down twenty minutes later. He grabbed his car keys as Mike came out of the kitchen.
"I'll see you later," Billie said as he made his way to the door.
"Yeah, ok. Drive safely," Mike said as Billie reached the door.
"I will, don't worry," Billie said and left the house, with Mike looking at the door.
Mike went upstairs to his room and sat on his bed with his bass guitar. A few seconds after he sat down, Tre appeared and sat on the floor, cross-legged in front of Mike.
"Hey man, I haven't seen you in a while," Mike said putting his bass aside for the moment.
"Yeah, I know, Sorry," Tre said with a sad look on his face.
"That's ok. What's wrong?" Mike asked Tre with a serious tone and a face to match.
"It's Billie. I know how he's been acting and I've been thinking this over for some time now and I've come to the conclusion that Billie's behaviour is down to my death."
"What! Tre don't blame yourself it's Stuart who is to blame, he's the one that's made Billie this way, not you."
"It is me though! Billie's right. I'm the one to blame for all of this I brought Stuart and his gang into your lives and I'm the one who done it because I ended my life hoping that they'd end there but they didn't."
"Sure you did all of those things but I've never told you this because Billie told me not to tell anyone else but I think that you need to know this."
"What is it?"
"Billie's been hearing voices in his head ever since his dad died and the nightmare has only been happening since Stuart died."
"He's been hearing voices in his head!"
"Yeah. ever since his dad died."
"Mike, he needs help and fast."
"He's fine, he hasn't heard the voices since you died and that was telling him to kill himself but I saved him."
"Yeah but you can't be too sure."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I was looking that stuff up on the computer a few days ago and it said that you have to help that person straightaway or as soon as possible. He could hurt himself again Mike. You remember the gashes he got don't you? He was trying to end it again."
"Look Tre, Dr Relva is going to book Billie in as soon as possible and if he wanted to end it all and actually listen to the voices in his head then why didn't he end it all in hospital one night like you did when Billie saved your life and phoned for an ambulence. Anothr few minutes without him and you would have died and you payed him back by ending it all."
"I know. I've made it worse for him haven't I?"
"No, no you haven't Tre."
"Yes I have."
"Tre, listen to me you haven't, I have."
"What do you mean?"
"I didn't help him when he first started to hear them and maybe if you didn't bring or meet Stuart into our lives, so in a way we've both screwed up his life."
"What are we going to do?"
"I don't know but can't you try talking to him."
"Why me?"
"Look Tre, he hasn't seen you in ages and you can get into his head and see what he's thinking."
"I'm not stepping into his mind Mike, but, I will talk to him and if he doesn't tell me anything important or what I want to know then I'll consider it ok?"
"Ok, but before you consider it, you can look in his diary for me, I would but I promised Billie that I wouldn't look through it, but, he didn't say anything about you looking through it. Then if you don't see anything that catches your eye then we'll consider you going into his mind."
"Suits me, but, where does he keep his diary?"
"Under his pillow, but god, please don't tell him that I told you to look through it if he catches you."
"I won't, don't worry."
"Thanks."
"No problem, when should I go and read his diary?"
"Tonight, when he falls asleep. He writes in it before he falls asleep and he leaves it next to him when he does drift off."
"Ok, I'll see you later."
"Ok."
Mike went back to playing his bass for a bit, but couldn't help but wonder if Billie would ever be alright again. The nightmares should stop, eventually but the voices, now that's a different story. They seem to have been getting worse and more frequent. Billie has been talking quietly to himself recently and when he does that he puts his hand over his ears. It may be nothing but it's worth it just to get him checke dout by a proffesional.
Mike was thinking about Billie when he heard the front door slam shut and footsteps stomping up the stairs. He got up and opened the door.
"Billie, what's . . . ." Mike started but Billie cut him short.
"Just fuck off Mike!"
Billie stormed to his room and slammed the door shut and locked it, as Dan came through the front door. Mike went downstairs to see what Billie was mad about.
"Oh, well, Billie came to se me at work and my boss told me to inform you two that we've released stuarts mates because they said that Stuart threatened to kill thier loved ones if they didn't do as they were told," Dan said, sadly.
"IT'S A SHIT THING TO DO AND THAT WAS A CRAP LIE THAT THEY TOLD YOU!" Billie shouted kicking his door.
"Do you think that they were telling the truth?" Mike asked as he was starting to get scared about what Billie would do.
"I don't know but they all seemed to shiver at the thought of thier first meeting with Stuart and that they didn't want to hurt Tre, Billie or you but they didn't want thier loved ones killed."
At this point Billie came storming down the stairs. "THAT'S ALL A LOAD OF BULLSHIT! THEY DIDN'T LOOK SO SORRY WHEN THEY KIDNAPPED ME OR WHEN THEY WERE BEATING ME TO DEATH! IF I EVER SEE ANY OF THEM AGAIN THEN I'M GOING TO SEE HOW THEY LIKE BEING BEATEN TO DEATH! AND IT WILL BE TO DEATH!" Billie shouted as he stormed out the front door.
"Should we follow him?" Dan asked looking worried.
"No, he'll be alright, he's just gone to calm down that's all," Mike replied, with a little bit of worry in his voice.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Alright, don't worry they won't come after you again, they're going back to thier homes which they were forced to leave 8 years ago."
"8 years!"
"Yep, well if you don't mind I'm knackered and want to get to bed. I've got a day off tomorrow so I won't be up early."
"Yeah, ok. You go up to bed and I'll wait for Billie to get back."
"Ok, night."
"Night."
Dan went up to bed leaving Mike to wait patiently for Billie to return home, in a calmer mood.
Tre appeared on the sofa next to Mike 5 minutes later.
"Hey, where's Billie?" he asked Mike.
"I don't know he stormed off out the front door about 10 minutes ago, why?"
"I just wanted to talk to him that's all and why did he storm off out the front door?"
"Because Dan told him that they released Stuart's mates."
"WHAT! I have a bad feeling about this. Where did he go?"
"I don't know!"
"Well, get up we have to find him!"
"I can't what if he comes back and I'm not here?"
"Where's Dan? Can't he watch out for Billie?"
"No, he went up to bed, he was tired and to be honest he didn't look that well."
"Well, we have to find him. Did he take anything with him?"
"Just his diary and the car."
"Shit! ANDY! YO ANDY!"
"What?" Andy asked, sitting in the chair opposite the sofa."
"We have to find Billie!"
"Why? What happened?"
"They released Stuart's mates and Billie got angry and stormed off."
"Oh, shit! Come on, Mike you stay here and wait for Billie and phone his cell phone, while me and Tre go out and try to find him."
"Ok" Mike said, sadly.
"Don't worry we'll find him."
"I know you will."
"Right, come on Tre, let's go!"
"Ok"
They left Mike on his own feeling scared and worried. He couldn't believe how much has happened in a couple of months and he couldn't believe how angry Billie had got. He's never seen Billie as angry as that before. Maybe he should go out and find him, but, what if he comes back and wants to talk to him.
After 5 minutes, Mike rang Billie's cell phone. There was no answer. He tried one last time and again no one answered. Mike didn't know whether to panic or not. He looked up at the clock. It was 11pm. Where could Billie be? Mike was starting to get worked up and kept saying to himself:
'I hope he's alright, he wouldn't do anything stupid at least I hope he doesn't. I've never seen him this angry before so I don't know what he'll do. I wish he'd come back home now. I'm worried sick and I actually feel as if I'm going to be sick. Uh oh.'
Mike got up from the sofa and made his way to the downstairs toilet. Where he puked up so much that when he finished his throat was sore. He got a glass of water and tried Billie's cell again and again there was still no answer.
Mike went back to the living room and looked out of the window. It was deserted, no one could be seen or heard except from a couple of cars that was driving past but apart from that, no one was there.
It was quarter to twelve and Billie still hasn't come back yet. Mike was thinking about going out to look for him when someone knocked on the door. Mike got up and answered it, when the door opened Tre and Andy where carrying a bruised, bloody and semi-concious Billie into the hall where they placed him on the floor.
"Shit! Billie are you alright? Answer me," Mike said kneeling down beside him.
"He won't be able to hear you, we tried that already and we got no answer as well," Tre said.
"Where did you find him?"
"In the alley by the park."
"Oh Billie, I . . . ." Mike started but he stopped as he noticed blood coming from the back of Billie's head, he lifted his head slightly and started to cry when he saw a massive cut down the back.
"Oh my god!" Mike screamed, Dan came running down the stairs.
"What's wrong?" He asked Mike, he pointed his reply at the cut on Billie's head.
"Fucking hell! It looks as though someone's whacked him with a brick, come on get in my car, we'll take him to the hospital." Dan said as he picked up Billie and rushed him out to the car while Mike drove at top speed to get him to the hospital.
*At the hospital*
Dan rushed into the emergency entrance with Billie and rushed him up to the receptionist and ordered for help immeadiatly. Four or five doctors came running out with a stretcher and took a limp Billie into thearte, while the receptionist led Mike and Dan into the familiar waiting room.
It was 1 o'clock and there was still no news on Billie. Mike was pacing up and down and Dan had fallen asleep on the chair.
Everytime someone walked into the room Mike looked up, hopefully to see a doctor come in with a healthy Billie, but it was a false alarm everytime.
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