Loved-Like Never Before, chapter 5
Chapter 5- Frantic
Tré's POV
I got millions of phone calls, telling me where they were, but never what had happened. They were some hospital in New York. Why were they in New York? My eyes widened as I thought back. Claudia had said she'd bring them over to watch us play at the show! They were coming to watch ME! I broke down again. "IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" I screamed suddenly. Meghan looked at me and backed away. I began trashing the room, wallowing in self pity. "BILLIE! MIKE!" She screamed in desperation, "TRÉ'S GONE CRAZY!" I was scaring her, but I didn't care. My children might be seriously injured. Billie Joe and Mike rushed in and grabbed my by the shoulders. "DUDE! GET YOURSELF TOGETHER! FOR RAY AND FRANK!" Billie screamed, "You're scaring Meghan shitless!" Mike added. I gazed over and saw her cowing in the corner. I remember what she'd been through as a child, in the homes. Her chest rose and fell continuously, before I made my way through the debris. I embraced her, smelling her hair. "I'm so sorry.." I whispered in her ear, "Never ever again, Meg. Never ever." She smiled and I knew straight away that she'd forgiven me.
"We should get down the hospital" she suggested quietly. She made her way to the door, in her battered chucks and waited for us. Mike nodded and I plodded over, in MY battered chucks, taking her hand in mine. "They'll be fine Frank. Absolutely fine." A smile grew on her caring face and it automatically reassured me. Of course they'd be OK.
Billie's POV
A taxi was waiting for us outside the hotel. We got in and I told the driver where to go. "City Hospital please. Fast as you can thanks." I murmured. The taxi sprung to life and soon we were sweeping done the boulevard. I looked at Meg and Tré. They were gazing into each others eyes. They HAD to love each other. The taxi stopped in traffic, and I chuckled to myself. Me and Adrienne used to be exactly like that. I missed her, when I was on tour. Glancing out of the window, I saw a woman crying in another taxi. She looked strangely like Adi. My eyes widened. It was Adrienne! I banged on the window, trying to get her attention. I finally did, and nothing could've prepared me for the phone call I got the next minute. "Hello?" I said, into the handset. "BILLIE! ITS JOEY AND JAKE AS WELL! They were on the way to see you play in concert, I was already coming to see you in the hotel, but I got a phone call off Claudia!" Adrienne sobbed, "They're all at the hospital, but they're not seriously injured! Oh Billie, I was so worried!" I gulped and left the phone open on my knee. I put my hand on the window and Adi did the same. Fixed in a trance, I felt shaking, but I didn't stir. "Billie!" Faint sobs filled the air. Everything went black...
Meghan's POV
Billie was either unconscious or in shock. I couldn't believe it. Joey and Jake as well as Ray and Frank. The hospital crept into view- we were nearly there. "15 dollars please!" A cheery voice popped up. I gave the driver the money and clambered out of the car. "BILLIE!" We screamed. He awoke and climbed out. We made our way through the big doors, and the guys slid on sunglasses and went off to the bathroom. Great. I was left to ask about the rooms. "Uhm. Hi, I was wondering whether you could tell me the rooms of 4 children?" I asked, in my snobbiest voice.
"ARE YEH NEXT OF KIN?" the receptionist bellowed. I nodded. " Its Joseph Marciano Armstrong, Jakob Danger Armstrong, Ramona..." I stopped. What was their last name? Wright or Cool? "Wright" A voice called. "Ramona and Frankito Wright. I'm the only one with a cool name..." Tré said, with a hint of laughter in his voice. "ROOMS 116 AND 117!" the receptionist yelled. I snapped from my snobby state. "DUDE! Get some Tic Tacs or something. And a mouth guard! I already had a goddamit shower today!" I screamed. She looked taken aback. As me and the guys walked away, I saw her put her hand up to her mouth, to smell her breath. I smirked. It seemed the boys had forgotten of the crisis as well, because they were in hysterical laughter. "You BURNED that toad!" Mike managed to say in between breaking down. Suddenly, a woman was on the rampage towards us. I recognized her as Claudia. "WHERE IN HELLS NAME HAVE YOU BEEN?!" She attacked Tré.
"HEY! HE'S DONE NOTHING WRONG! IN FACT IT WAS ME THAT MADE US LATE!" Billie half-yelled. "I got a phone call to say that my boys were caught up in it as well. So that made us late. Now excuse us. We need to go and see our children." And with that, he pushed past Claudia, who looked gobsmacked.
"You kicked BUTT man! I couldn't do that and I was shitting MARRIED to her!" Tré said, with admiration. We arrived at the rooms and we sent our separate ways. Frankito and Ramona were absolutely fine, just as I'd promised Tré. Nothing, except for a few stitches were on their body. "What happened?!" Tré asked them. "We were coming to see you and Uncle Billie and Uncle Mike play Daddy, but... But.. The plane wasn't very well! Me, Ramona, Joey and Jakob all sat together daddy, and Green Day came on the plane!" Frankito launched into the story, motions and all. "But the plane crashed! But no-one was hurt. CAN WE GO SEE JOEY AND JAKE?!" he said hyperly. I smiled. He was the exact replica of Tré. A knock on the door made me jump. "UNCLE BILLIE!" Frankito exclaimed, "I'VE GOT A CUT LEG!" Suddenly, he noticed me in the corner. " Who are you?" he asked curiously. "I'm Megah, your Daddy's friend." I said, trembling. "Oh... BILLIE! LOOK AT MY LEG!" he picked it up and trust it in Billie's face. "Wow! Aren't you a brave little dude!" Billie gushed. I felt the love immediately. "How're Joey and Jake?" Tré asked. "Absolutely fine. Not a scratch on their body." Billie replied happily. Claudia strolled in and spotted Billie. She cast him a dirty look. "They're all free to go." she said quietly.
"You'll have to take them home Claudia. Both of them." Tré said.
"And WHY should I do that?" she said, turning up her nose as if there was a bad smell hanging around.
"Because if they stay, they'll get mobbed left, right and center!" I said angrily. I knew I shouldn't have got involved, but the barrier snapped. "And who are you to blame the love of my life for the plane drivers fault?!" I snapped
"Who are you?" Claudia said, sneer in her voice. "I'm Meghan. Nice to meet you. Unfortunately for you I love Tré, I fuckin' ADORE him. So don't you dare sneer at him like that, when he's done fuck all!" I finished, angrily. She looked shocked, but not as much as Tré did. "DUDE! You are feisty! And I adore you too. And Megan's right." Tré said, turning to Claudia, "They should go home, because of the teenies. They'd probably kidnap them, just so they'd be in the same room as us." he said, rolling his eyes.
"Frank. I thought we were gonna give us a chance? I thought you loved me?" Claudia said, fakeness in her voice.
"NO! Claudia, we finished years ago! I did love you. Until you decided you loved that Dickhead. Now go. And don't come back until Frank and Ray are discharged." he declared. "You never did love me, unlike Meghan. Oh. And don't call me Frank. Only people I love can call me that." he growled. The rest of the room were shell-shocked as Claudia cast one last look at me and stormed out. And that was that.
Tré's POV
Oh My God. I cannot believe her. The doctor came in afterwards and told us that our children were discharged and that Claudia was downstairs causing a stir. Anger bubbled inside me. How DARE she? I raged out of the room and forced my way down the stairs. Yup. She was there, shouting at someone in the café. "CLAUDIA! Frank and Ray are ready to go now. Now, get your head from down your asshole and go and care for your children! You're a fucking disgrace!" I ranted. "C'mon Meghan. Lets go say g'bye to my little dudes." I ran back up the stairs and bid farewell. I promised them I'd be home in a week or so. Billie Joe said g'bye to Adi, Joey and Jakob, and soon we were back in the cab. Meghan cuddled up to me and muttered 'I love you' into my chest. I smiled and whispered, "I love you too Meg." She lifted her head. "Yanno. You were so brilliant with those children." She said, addressing us all, "I've never felt so much love in one room... I'm proud of you. And I'll always be proud of you." She put her head back down and snuggled in. She was perfect, from her black, glossy hair, which was poker straight, to her startling blue eyes. This was the start of a new love. A beautiful, heartfelt love.
Tré's POV
I got millions of phone calls, telling me where they were, but never what had happened. They were some hospital in New York. Why were they in New York? My eyes widened as I thought back. Claudia had said she'd bring them over to watch us play at the show! They were coming to watch ME! I broke down again. "IT'S ALL MY FAULT!" I screamed suddenly. Meghan looked at me and backed away. I began trashing the room, wallowing in self pity. "BILLIE! MIKE!" She screamed in desperation, "TRÉ'S GONE CRAZY!" I was scaring her, but I didn't care. My children might be seriously injured. Billie Joe and Mike rushed in and grabbed my by the shoulders. "DUDE! GET YOURSELF TOGETHER! FOR RAY AND FRANK!" Billie screamed, "You're scaring Meghan shitless!" Mike added. I gazed over and saw her cowing in the corner. I remember what she'd been through as a child, in the homes. Her chest rose and fell continuously, before I made my way through the debris. I embraced her, smelling her hair. "I'm so sorry.." I whispered in her ear, "Never ever again, Meg. Never ever." She smiled and I knew straight away that she'd forgiven me.
"We should get down the hospital" she suggested quietly. She made her way to the door, in her battered chucks and waited for us. Mike nodded and I plodded over, in MY battered chucks, taking her hand in mine. "They'll be fine Frank. Absolutely fine." A smile grew on her caring face and it automatically reassured me. Of course they'd be OK.
Billie's POV
A taxi was waiting for us outside the hotel. We got in and I told the driver where to go. "City Hospital please. Fast as you can thanks." I murmured. The taxi sprung to life and soon we were sweeping done the boulevard. I looked at Meg and Tré. They were gazing into each others eyes. They HAD to love each other. The taxi stopped in traffic, and I chuckled to myself. Me and Adrienne used to be exactly like that. I missed her, when I was on tour. Glancing out of the window, I saw a woman crying in another taxi. She looked strangely like Adi. My eyes widened. It was Adrienne! I banged on the window, trying to get her attention. I finally did, and nothing could've prepared me for the phone call I got the next minute. "Hello?" I said, into the handset. "BILLIE! ITS JOEY AND JAKE AS WELL! They were on the way to see you play in concert, I was already coming to see you in the hotel, but I got a phone call off Claudia!" Adrienne sobbed, "They're all at the hospital, but they're not seriously injured! Oh Billie, I was so worried!" I gulped and left the phone open on my knee. I put my hand on the window and Adi did the same. Fixed in a trance, I felt shaking, but I didn't stir. "Billie!" Faint sobs filled the air. Everything went black...
Meghan's POV
Billie was either unconscious or in shock. I couldn't believe it. Joey and Jake as well as Ray and Frank. The hospital crept into view- we were nearly there. "15 dollars please!" A cheery voice popped up. I gave the driver the money and clambered out of the car. "BILLIE!" We screamed. He awoke and climbed out. We made our way through the big doors, and the guys slid on sunglasses and went off to the bathroom. Great. I was left to ask about the rooms. "Uhm. Hi, I was wondering whether you could tell me the rooms of 4 children?" I asked, in my snobbiest voice.
"ARE YEH NEXT OF KIN?" the receptionist bellowed. I nodded. " Its Joseph Marciano Armstrong, Jakob Danger Armstrong, Ramona..." I stopped. What was their last name? Wright or Cool? "Wright" A voice called. "Ramona and Frankito Wright. I'm the only one with a cool name..." Tré said, with a hint of laughter in his voice. "ROOMS 116 AND 117!" the receptionist yelled. I snapped from my snobby state. "DUDE! Get some Tic Tacs or something. And a mouth guard! I already had a goddamit shower today!" I screamed. She looked taken aback. As me and the guys walked away, I saw her put her hand up to her mouth, to smell her breath. I smirked. It seemed the boys had forgotten of the crisis as well, because they were in hysterical laughter. "You BURNED that toad!" Mike managed to say in between breaking down. Suddenly, a woman was on the rampage towards us. I recognized her as Claudia. "WHERE IN HELLS NAME HAVE YOU BEEN?!" She attacked Tré.
"HEY! HE'S DONE NOTHING WRONG! IN FACT IT WAS ME THAT MADE US LATE!" Billie half-yelled. "I got a phone call to say that my boys were caught up in it as well. So that made us late. Now excuse us. We need to go and see our children." And with that, he pushed past Claudia, who looked gobsmacked.
"You kicked BUTT man! I couldn't do that and I was shitting MARRIED to her!" Tré said, with admiration. We arrived at the rooms and we sent our separate ways. Frankito and Ramona were absolutely fine, just as I'd promised Tré. Nothing, except for a few stitches were on their body. "What happened?!" Tré asked them. "We were coming to see you and Uncle Billie and Uncle Mike play Daddy, but... But.. The plane wasn't very well! Me, Ramona, Joey and Jakob all sat together daddy, and Green Day came on the plane!" Frankito launched into the story, motions and all. "But the plane crashed! But no-one was hurt. CAN WE GO SEE JOEY AND JAKE?!" he said hyperly. I smiled. He was the exact replica of Tré. A knock on the door made me jump. "UNCLE BILLIE!" Frankito exclaimed, "I'VE GOT A CUT LEG!" Suddenly, he noticed me in the corner. " Who are you?" he asked curiously. "I'm Megah, your Daddy's friend." I said, trembling. "Oh... BILLIE! LOOK AT MY LEG!" he picked it up and trust it in Billie's face. "Wow! Aren't you a brave little dude!" Billie gushed. I felt the love immediately. "How're Joey and Jake?" Tré asked. "Absolutely fine. Not a scratch on their body." Billie replied happily. Claudia strolled in and spotted Billie. She cast him a dirty look. "They're all free to go." she said quietly.
"You'll have to take them home Claudia. Both of them." Tré said.
"And WHY should I do that?" she said, turning up her nose as if there was a bad smell hanging around.
"Because if they stay, they'll get mobbed left, right and center!" I said angrily. I knew I shouldn't have got involved, but the barrier snapped. "And who are you to blame the love of my life for the plane drivers fault?!" I snapped
"Who are you?" Claudia said, sneer in her voice. "I'm Meghan. Nice to meet you. Unfortunately for you I love Tré, I fuckin' ADORE him. So don't you dare sneer at him like that, when he's done fuck all!" I finished, angrily. She looked shocked, but not as much as Tré did. "DUDE! You are feisty! And I adore you too. And Megan's right." Tré said, turning to Claudia, "They should go home, because of the teenies. They'd probably kidnap them, just so they'd be in the same room as us." he said, rolling his eyes.
"Frank. I thought we were gonna give us a chance? I thought you loved me?" Claudia said, fakeness in her voice.
"NO! Claudia, we finished years ago! I did love you. Until you decided you loved that Dickhead. Now go. And don't come back until Frank and Ray are discharged." he declared. "You never did love me, unlike Meghan. Oh. And don't call me Frank. Only people I love can call me that." he growled. The rest of the room were shell-shocked as Claudia cast one last look at me and stormed out. And that was that.
Tré's POV
Oh My God. I cannot believe her. The doctor came in afterwards and told us that our children were discharged and that Claudia was downstairs causing a stir. Anger bubbled inside me. How DARE she? I raged out of the room and forced my way down the stairs. Yup. She was there, shouting at someone in the café. "CLAUDIA! Frank and Ray are ready to go now. Now, get your head from down your asshole and go and care for your children! You're a fucking disgrace!" I ranted. "C'mon Meghan. Lets go say g'bye to my little dudes." I ran back up the stairs and bid farewell. I promised them I'd be home in a week or so. Billie Joe said g'bye to Adi, Joey and Jakob, and soon we were back in the cab. Meghan cuddled up to me and muttered 'I love you' into my chest. I smiled and whispered, "I love you too Meg." She lifted her head. "Yanno. You were so brilliant with those children." She said, addressing us all, "I've never felt so much love in one room... I'm proud of you. And I'll always be proud of you." She put her head back down and snuggled in. She was perfect, from her black, glossy hair, which was poker straight, to her startling blue eyes. This was the start of a new love. A beautiful, heartfelt love.
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