Drawn to the Drummer, chapter 14
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I woke up the next morning to find myself still wrapped in Tre's arms. He had his head on my chest fast asleep. Thank god he doesn't drool! I thought. I wanted to stay there forever but I knew we had to go and see Billie.
"Tre," I poked him.
"Mmm" He mumbled still pretending to be asleep.
"Tre we have to get up and go and see Billie Joe."
"Oh shit," Tre lifted his head.
We got up and had a shower. Eventually we walked out the door holding hands as a couple. Jumped into Tre's car and drove all the way there in silence. When we arrived Mike greeted us. "Hey."
Tre patted him on the back as Mike just stared at Tre's and my hands in amazement. "Yes Mike don't worry. It's usual for couples to hold hands," Tre joked.
"Well at least someone's in a good mood," Mike looked at Tre. Tre's smile soon turned upside down.
"How is he?"
"See for yourself," Mike held out his arm. Tre pulled me inside. Mike guided us to the room. "Still have another 10 minutes till visitors are allowed in," Mike said as we reached the door. Tre looked through the little window. "I heard everything... when the ambo's brought him in. He's in a critical condition. I was shocked it was BJ that just happened to get struck by lightning," Mike stood with his hands in his pockets.
"I...was the one who found him," I muttered. I was sitting on a chair with my legs on the edge of the seat with my arms folded. My eyes had glassed over.
"Oh Ellie," Mike sat besides me. Tre eventually pulled himself away from the window. I looked up and he stood there, eyes red and watery. For a moment I thought he was going to faint. I stood up and hugged him. Tre then sat down with his head leaning against the wall. Tears ran from the corners of his eyes. I looked through the window to see Billie Joe lye there motionless in bed. He had lots of tubes going into him and he was paler then before. I couldn't stand seeing the normally so active guitarist like this. I broke down. I slid down the door and began to cry. Tre came and picked me like a baby and then sat me on his lap like Santa.
A nurse walked past. "You can go in now."
Mike opened the door and Tre carried me in. He put me down in a comfy chair, which was next to Billie Joe's bed. Tre then covered me with his jacket. I just sat there looking across at Billie's pale face. I blinked as a tear fell from my cheek. I blinked again as I swear I saw Billie Joe's fingers twitch. All of a sudden BJ sat up. His face was back to normal and his hair was stylishly messy again.
"Oh Billie Joe, you're alive!" I went to throw my arms around him but I tripped and I fell. The weird thing was it felt like I kept on falling. I finally seemed to stop but then I was shaking back and forth. Familiar sounds came crashing back to me.
"Ellie...Ellie!" I woke with a shock. I looked around wide-eyed. Tre was kneeling in front of me looking up and Mike was staring down at me behind Tre. I stood with shaky hands and walked over to Billie. He was still lying there with tubes coming out of him. Once again pale face and shaggy hair. I took his cool hand and kissed it then turned to Tre and hugged him.
"I had a dream," I sobbed in his ear.
"What about?"
"That Billie Joe woke up and he was fine...then I fell."
"It must have been when you hunched over. Mike and I thought you were going to fall," I nodded. "Why don't I take you back to your hotel to get some rest?"
"Ok."
"See ya later Mike...see ya Bill, get better soon," Tre looked at Billie Joe over his shoulder.
"I'll call around later," Mike glanced at Tre.
"Yeah sure dude," Tre and I excited the building. He dropped me at the hotel and walked me to the doors. Tre gave me a knowing look.
"Yes, don't worry I'll tell them today."
"Good," he kissed me on the forehead then he turned and waved. I waved back.
I walked into the room I plonked myself down on the couch. It's surprising how much energy crying drains. It was only 10:30am. I found a note written in Krissy's handwriting. It said. Be back at about 10:45am just gone to get some shopping. Love Krissy. Cool 15 minutes by myself. I sat around trying to figure out the best way to tell the girls about Green Day and well...Tre. I made a decision that I would tell them what really happened but leave out the Tre thing for a bit longer. The thought of Billie Joe in his hospital bed re-appeared in my head. Poor Billie. I wondered when he could come home. Oh my god. That's how I could tell the girls. I could show them by having a welcome home party for Billie then the girls could come around. I will surprise them by saying we are going to a party at Alan's relative's house. I dialed Tre's number.
"Yello?" Tre answered.
"Hi Tre, it's me again sorry to bug you but when is Billie due to come home?"
To be continued...
"Tre," I poked him.
"Mmm" He mumbled still pretending to be asleep.
"Tre we have to get up and go and see Billie Joe."
"Oh shit," Tre lifted his head.
We got up and had a shower. Eventually we walked out the door holding hands as a couple. Jumped into Tre's car and drove all the way there in silence. When we arrived Mike greeted us. "Hey."
Tre patted him on the back as Mike just stared at Tre's and my hands in amazement. "Yes Mike don't worry. It's usual for couples to hold hands," Tre joked.
"Well at least someone's in a good mood," Mike looked at Tre. Tre's smile soon turned upside down.
"How is he?"
"See for yourself," Mike held out his arm. Tre pulled me inside. Mike guided us to the room. "Still have another 10 minutes till visitors are allowed in," Mike said as we reached the door. Tre looked through the little window. "I heard everything... when the ambo's brought him in. He's in a critical condition. I was shocked it was BJ that just happened to get struck by lightning," Mike stood with his hands in his pockets.
"I...was the one who found him," I muttered. I was sitting on a chair with my legs on the edge of the seat with my arms folded. My eyes had glassed over.
"Oh Ellie," Mike sat besides me. Tre eventually pulled himself away from the window. I looked up and he stood there, eyes red and watery. For a moment I thought he was going to faint. I stood up and hugged him. Tre then sat down with his head leaning against the wall. Tears ran from the corners of his eyes. I looked through the window to see Billie Joe lye there motionless in bed. He had lots of tubes going into him and he was paler then before. I couldn't stand seeing the normally so active guitarist like this. I broke down. I slid down the door and began to cry. Tre came and picked me like a baby and then sat me on his lap like Santa.
A nurse walked past. "You can go in now."
Mike opened the door and Tre carried me in. He put me down in a comfy chair, which was next to Billie Joe's bed. Tre then covered me with his jacket. I just sat there looking across at Billie's pale face. I blinked as a tear fell from my cheek. I blinked again as I swear I saw Billie Joe's fingers twitch. All of a sudden BJ sat up. His face was back to normal and his hair was stylishly messy again.
"Oh Billie Joe, you're alive!" I went to throw my arms around him but I tripped and I fell. The weird thing was it felt like I kept on falling. I finally seemed to stop but then I was shaking back and forth. Familiar sounds came crashing back to me.
"Ellie...Ellie!" I woke with a shock. I looked around wide-eyed. Tre was kneeling in front of me looking up and Mike was staring down at me behind Tre. I stood with shaky hands and walked over to Billie. He was still lying there with tubes coming out of him. Once again pale face and shaggy hair. I took his cool hand and kissed it then turned to Tre and hugged him.
"I had a dream," I sobbed in his ear.
"What about?"
"That Billie Joe woke up and he was fine...then I fell."
"It must have been when you hunched over. Mike and I thought you were going to fall," I nodded. "Why don't I take you back to your hotel to get some rest?"
"Ok."
"See ya later Mike...see ya Bill, get better soon," Tre looked at Billie Joe over his shoulder.
"I'll call around later," Mike glanced at Tre.
"Yeah sure dude," Tre and I excited the building. He dropped me at the hotel and walked me to the doors. Tre gave me a knowing look.
"Yes, don't worry I'll tell them today."
"Good," he kissed me on the forehead then he turned and waved. I waved back.
I walked into the room I plonked myself down on the couch. It's surprising how much energy crying drains. It was only 10:30am. I found a note written in Krissy's handwriting. It said. Be back at about 10:45am just gone to get some shopping. Love Krissy. Cool 15 minutes by myself. I sat around trying to figure out the best way to tell the girls about Green Day and well...Tre. I made a decision that I would tell them what really happened but leave out the Tre thing for a bit longer. The thought of Billie Joe in his hospital bed re-appeared in my head. Poor Billie. I wondered when he could come home. Oh my god. That's how I could tell the girls. I could show them by having a welcome home party for Billie then the girls could come around. I will surprise them by saying we are going to a party at Alan's relative's house. I dialed Tre's number.
"Yello?" Tre answered.
"Hi Tre, it's me again sorry to bug you but when is Billie due to come home?"
To be continued...
