Why?, chapter 1
Billie Joe Armstrong was sitting in the huge studio. They had been called to New York for an emergency. Billie sat messing around on his guitar. He looked up at his best friends. Tre Cool was tapping his fingers and glaring at Mike and Billie. Mike was also angrily looking at his friends while he twisted his celtic necklace.
"So," Snapped Tre.
"So what," sighed Billie, getting frustrated.
"What are we gunna do?" asked Tre.
"How am I supposed to fucking know?" shouted Billie.
"Mike?" said Tre turning round to look at the tired bassist.
"I dunno, you guys decide," mumbled Mike.
"WE CANT! That's why we're asking you!" shouted Tre.
"Geeze sorry, you're yelling at me as if it's my fault!" replied Mike, now also angry.
Billie, who needed someone to take his anger out on joined in,
"Mike if you just bloody well help us decide then maybe we can all go fucking well home to our wives! Oh wait, thats just me aint it, you get to go home to your empty houses." Yelled Billie, then he realised what he just said.
"Yeah well your marrage aint doing that well is it?" Yelled Mike.
"Well at least I get to see my kids when I get home," Billie Snarled.
"Shut the Fuck up Armstrong!" yelled Tre.
"Why!" answered Billie.
"Look the fucking tapes have been stolen okay... Gone! They aint coming back! So we have 3 fucking choices! Make them again like they were, start on a completely new thing, or give up and split!" Tre shouted.
Mike stood up, "Look, maybe we should take a break, grab some coffee and then come back refreshed?" he suggested.
"Yeah, coffees always the answer aint it Mike!" spat Tre.
"Yeah, if it wasn't for coffee, everyone could see you are a wreck!" Agreed Billie.
"Fuck this," Whispered Mike as he walked out of the studio.
He started walking towards Starbucks. After about 15 minutes his cell went off. He was standing outside Starbucks in the busy street.
"Hello," said Mike.
"Mike where are you!" yelled Billie.
"By Starbucks," replied Mike.
"Well get back here you asshole!"
"Fine but..." He was cut of by a huge explosion.
*** Back with Billie and Tre ***
"Mike? Mike! MIKE!!!" yelled Billie.
"What's wrong?" asked Tre looking up at Billie.
Billie didnt answer, just ran to the TV and switched it on.
The news was on with a reporter.
"There has been a terrorist attack in New York! Please stay inside as there are reports of further attacks predicted. The emergency services are in action, please try to stay calm and be sensible!" Billie turned around and loked at Tre, his eyes full of fear.
"Shit... Mike," whispered Tre, still in shock.
Billie got up and made a run for the door. Tre got hold of him and stopped him.
"Tre get off! We have to find Mike!" sobbed Billie.
"Billie its dangerous! I bet you Mike is fine! He can take care of himself! We cant leave, not for a while anyway!" argued Tre.
Then the building shook viciously, there was another explosion and the sound of screaming, and sirens filled the streets.
Billie was in shock, "Okay I'll stay," he mumbled.
Then Billie's cell went off, "Please be Mike," he prayed.
Billie looked at the caller I.D, "Adie," he muttered.
He answered it, "Hello?"
"Billie thank god you;re okay! Is everyone else okay? I was so worried when I saw the news, they went off just outside your studio, by Starbucks!" sobbed Adie, crying her eyes out.
Billie had also started crying, Tre noticed this and watched Billie carefully.
"Outside Starbucks," whispered Billie.
"Yes Billie, what's wrong?!? Are Tre and Mike okay?" asked Adie.
"Tre's here."
"What about Mike?"
"He... he... he went to Starbucks."
There was silence from Adie, then she said in a small voice, "Oh My God." then there was someone else crying.
"Okay Bill, I have to go sort out Jakob! I love you to bits and please don't do anything stupid! Phone me if there's any news and I will do the same, so keep your phone on!"
"Okay honey, I love you too!" he said as he hung up.
Billie turned around and looked at Tre, both had tears in their eyes.
"Why?" asked Billie
"I dunno," sighed Tre.
"Why did we argue? Why was it Mike? Why did the tapes get nicked? Why today? Why Why Why???! Said Billie, looking at the floor.
Tre put is arm around his best friend, wishing he could also comfort his other best friend.
"Out of all of us Mike is probably the nicest," sighed Billie.
"What makes you say that," asked Tre.
"Loads of stuff," Billie replied.
"Remember when me and Mike had a giant argument, and I went out and got drunk, but he still helped me back home, making sure I was safe?" asked Billie.
"Yeah," smiled Tre.
"All the shit always happens to Mike though," muttered Billie.
"Huh?" asked Tre.
"Well think about it... First his mother is a fucking addict, then he gets adopted, his adoptive parents split up, then he hates his step father. His mother moves away, when he actually gets close to his step father, he passes away, he always got the shit kicked into him at school cause he stuck up for me...Then when him and Ana split up he was a mess, and now this," Billie listed.
Tre looked down at his shoes, "Yeah, I hardly ever saw Mike down. Only when him and Ana left and took Stella." Tre added.
"Yeah, before the band started going he was depressed quite a lot..." started Billie.
"Depressed?" asked Tre
"Yeah, he always tried to hide. He fooled more or less everyone, except I could see it, ya know? In his eyes it was just... obvious."
"Did you ask him about it?" Tre asked.
"Once or twice, I didnt make a big deal out of it. I usually tried to ignore it, pretend everything was fine. Sometimes he didn't try to hide it though... but then others he would just try to be oblivious to it, act like he didnt care."
***Billie's Flashback***
I was waiting for Mike in the park. We had agreed to meet, but he was late. He has been late quite a lot recently. Then I saw him walking towords me, his messy blond hair was covering his face. He was wearing loose jeans and a baggy Ramones t-shirt. He sat down next to me and mumbled a hello.
"Hey," I smiled, it took me around 0.01 seonds to realise something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It finally happened," mumbled Mike.
"What did?"
"The divorce," he said with no emotion at all.
"Shit, I'm so sorry Mike," I said.
"No worries," sighed Mike.
"So what happened?"
"They were arguing as usual and then Mom said that they should split and Dad agreed so they're going to get the forms now." Mike said, a flick of sadness in his eyes.
"Qhat happened to your arm?" I asked seeing blood on his t shirt.
"I tried to stop him," he sighed.
He didnt have to say anymore. I knew his father sometimes got violent. Usually to his Mom, but when Mike tried to stop him then he would get hurt. I remembered once where Mike came to my house covered in bruises and cuts, but that's another story. After the divorce Mike was kinda messed up for a while, took him ages to recover, but he never admitted it.
***End of flashback***
Billie finished telling Tre the story.
"Shit," muttered Tre.
"Poor Mike."
Then there was another explosion they stopped talking for a bit. They thought of Mike and then their family's.
"When do you think this madness will stop?" asked Tre.
Billie just shrugged.
"How bad was Mike when his stepfather died?" asked Tre, trying to break the silence.
Billie sighed before starting to tell the pain of the past:
***Billie's Flashback***
"Mike!!!" I yelled
I kicked a stone angrily, Mike had just found out that his step dad died last night. I wanted to find him to make sure he was okay.
I walked around for hours before finding him at the top of a deserted hill, overlooking Berkeley. He was sitting there, his hair all over the place, crying, his eyes were puffy and he was shaking.
"Mike," I whispered.
"Hey B.J," sniffed Mike.
I sat next to him, he was shaking like mad.
"I know I cant say anything which will make you feel better, but hey I can try," I fake smiled.
Mike didn't smile at all, he just ran his hand through his hair.
"Im sorry," I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"When my Dad died you where there for me, you have always been there for me, but now I cant help you at all, I'm a shitty best friend."
"Bill, dont you dare say that," Mike said, looking up and into my eyes. "You are a fucking brilliant friend, and you are helping, just by being here," Mike assured me.
Mike was really depressed for about a month, and then things started to get better, he moved in, ect, and then you came and he never talked about it again really, apart from the odd day when he was upset. Some times I noticed he cries in his sleep. But apart from that he keeps it all inside.
***End of flashback***
Billie sighed then stood up. "I'm going to look for him."
Tre sighed and then thought for a moment "I'm coming."
Billie and Tre set out to look for Mike but the question that was both on their minds was...
"Is he even alive?"
"So," Snapped Tre.
"So what," sighed Billie, getting frustrated.
"What are we gunna do?" asked Tre.
"How am I supposed to fucking know?" shouted Billie.
"Mike?" said Tre turning round to look at the tired bassist.
"I dunno, you guys decide," mumbled Mike.
"WE CANT! That's why we're asking you!" shouted Tre.
"Geeze sorry, you're yelling at me as if it's my fault!" replied Mike, now also angry.
Billie, who needed someone to take his anger out on joined in,
"Mike if you just bloody well help us decide then maybe we can all go fucking well home to our wives! Oh wait, thats just me aint it, you get to go home to your empty houses." Yelled Billie, then he realised what he just said.
"Yeah well your marrage aint doing that well is it?" Yelled Mike.
"Well at least I get to see my kids when I get home," Billie Snarled.
"Shut the Fuck up Armstrong!" yelled Tre.
"Why!" answered Billie.
"Look the fucking tapes have been stolen okay... Gone! They aint coming back! So we have 3 fucking choices! Make them again like they were, start on a completely new thing, or give up and split!" Tre shouted.
Mike stood up, "Look, maybe we should take a break, grab some coffee and then come back refreshed?" he suggested.
"Yeah, coffees always the answer aint it Mike!" spat Tre.
"Yeah, if it wasn't for coffee, everyone could see you are a wreck!" Agreed Billie.
"Fuck this," Whispered Mike as he walked out of the studio.
He started walking towards Starbucks. After about 15 minutes his cell went off. He was standing outside Starbucks in the busy street.
"Hello," said Mike.
"Mike where are you!" yelled Billie.
"By Starbucks," replied Mike.
"Well get back here you asshole!"
"Fine but..." He was cut of by a huge explosion.
*** Back with Billie and Tre ***
"Mike? Mike! MIKE!!!" yelled Billie.
"What's wrong?" asked Tre looking up at Billie.
Billie didnt answer, just ran to the TV and switched it on.
The news was on with a reporter.
"There has been a terrorist attack in New York! Please stay inside as there are reports of further attacks predicted. The emergency services are in action, please try to stay calm and be sensible!" Billie turned around and loked at Tre, his eyes full of fear.
"Shit... Mike," whispered Tre, still in shock.
Billie got up and made a run for the door. Tre got hold of him and stopped him.
"Tre get off! We have to find Mike!" sobbed Billie.
"Billie its dangerous! I bet you Mike is fine! He can take care of himself! We cant leave, not for a while anyway!" argued Tre.
Then the building shook viciously, there was another explosion and the sound of screaming, and sirens filled the streets.
Billie was in shock, "Okay I'll stay," he mumbled.
Then Billie's cell went off, "Please be Mike," he prayed.
Billie looked at the caller I.D, "Adie," he muttered.
He answered it, "Hello?"
"Billie thank god you;re okay! Is everyone else okay? I was so worried when I saw the news, they went off just outside your studio, by Starbucks!" sobbed Adie, crying her eyes out.
Billie had also started crying, Tre noticed this and watched Billie carefully.
"Outside Starbucks," whispered Billie.
"Yes Billie, what's wrong?!? Are Tre and Mike okay?" asked Adie.
"Tre's here."
"What about Mike?"
"He... he... he went to Starbucks."
There was silence from Adie, then she said in a small voice, "Oh My God." then there was someone else crying.
"Okay Bill, I have to go sort out Jakob! I love you to bits and please don't do anything stupid! Phone me if there's any news and I will do the same, so keep your phone on!"
"Okay honey, I love you too!" he said as he hung up.
Billie turned around and looked at Tre, both had tears in their eyes.
"Why?" asked Billie
"I dunno," sighed Tre.
"Why did we argue? Why was it Mike? Why did the tapes get nicked? Why today? Why Why Why???! Said Billie, looking at the floor.
Tre put is arm around his best friend, wishing he could also comfort his other best friend.
"Out of all of us Mike is probably the nicest," sighed Billie.
"What makes you say that," asked Tre.
"Loads of stuff," Billie replied.
"Remember when me and Mike had a giant argument, and I went out and got drunk, but he still helped me back home, making sure I was safe?" asked Billie.
"Yeah," smiled Tre.
"All the shit always happens to Mike though," muttered Billie.
"Huh?" asked Tre.
"Well think about it... First his mother is a fucking addict, then he gets adopted, his adoptive parents split up, then he hates his step father. His mother moves away, when he actually gets close to his step father, he passes away, he always got the shit kicked into him at school cause he stuck up for me...Then when him and Ana split up he was a mess, and now this," Billie listed.
Tre looked down at his shoes, "Yeah, I hardly ever saw Mike down. Only when him and Ana left and took Stella." Tre added.
"Yeah, before the band started going he was depressed quite a lot..." started Billie.
"Depressed?" asked Tre
"Yeah, he always tried to hide. He fooled more or less everyone, except I could see it, ya know? In his eyes it was just... obvious."
"Did you ask him about it?" Tre asked.
"Once or twice, I didnt make a big deal out of it. I usually tried to ignore it, pretend everything was fine. Sometimes he didn't try to hide it though... but then others he would just try to be oblivious to it, act like he didnt care."
***Billie's Flashback***
I was waiting for Mike in the park. We had agreed to meet, but he was late. He has been late quite a lot recently. Then I saw him walking towords me, his messy blond hair was covering his face. He was wearing loose jeans and a baggy Ramones t-shirt. He sat down next to me and mumbled a hello.
"Hey," I smiled, it took me around 0.01 seonds to realise something was wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"It finally happened," mumbled Mike.
"What did?"
"The divorce," he said with no emotion at all.
"Shit, I'm so sorry Mike," I said.
"No worries," sighed Mike.
"So what happened?"
"They were arguing as usual and then Mom said that they should split and Dad agreed so they're going to get the forms now." Mike said, a flick of sadness in his eyes.
"Qhat happened to your arm?" I asked seeing blood on his t shirt.
"I tried to stop him," he sighed.
He didnt have to say anymore. I knew his father sometimes got violent. Usually to his Mom, but when Mike tried to stop him then he would get hurt. I remembered once where Mike came to my house covered in bruises and cuts, but that's another story. After the divorce Mike was kinda messed up for a while, took him ages to recover, but he never admitted it.
***End of flashback***
Billie finished telling Tre the story.
"Shit," muttered Tre.
"Poor Mike."
Then there was another explosion they stopped talking for a bit. They thought of Mike and then their family's.
"When do you think this madness will stop?" asked Tre.
Billie just shrugged.
"How bad was Mike when his stepfather died?" asked Tre, trying to break the silence.
Billie sighed before starting to tell the pain of the past:
***Billie's Flashback***
"Mike!!!" I yelled
I kicked a stone angrily, Mike had just found out that his step dad died last night. I wanted to find him to make sure he was okay.
I walked around for hours before finding him at the top of a deserted hill, overlooking Berkeley. He was sitting there, his hair all over the place, crying, his eyes were puffy and he was shaking.
"Mike," I whispered.
"Hey B.J," sniffed Mike.
I sat next to him, he was shaking like mad.
"I know I cant say anything which will make you feel better, but hey I can try," I fake smiled.
Mike didn't smile at all, he just ran his hand through his hair.
"Im sorry," I said.
"For what?" he asked.
"When my Dad died you where there for me, you have always been there for me, but now I cant help you at all, I'm a shitty best friend."
"Bill, dont you dare say that," Mike said, looking up and into my eyes. "You are a fucking brilliant friend, and you are helping, just by being here," Mike assured me.
Mike was really depressed for about a month, and then things started to get better, he moved in, ect, and then you came and he never talked about it again really, apart from the odd day when he was upset. Some times I noticed he cries in his sleep. But apart from that he keeps it all inside.
***End of flashback***
Billie sighed then stood up. "I'm going to look for him."
Tre sighed and then thought for a moment "I'm coming."
Billie and Tre set out to look for Mike but the question that was both on their minds was...
"Is he even alive?"
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