When Jealousy Turns Deadly, chapter 14
Tré remained relieved that Billie finally showed up, but he realized what John was gonna do. Billie curled his fist at the doorway. His face suddenly became read with anger. He was ready to kill John Kriftmeyer with his bare hands at this point. He just stared into John's eyes not noticing John sticking his hand in his pocket grabbing for something.
"Let them go Kriftmeyer!" Billie screamed
"Let them go? And Billie Joe Armstrong I am not the loser in this game it's really you" John said in a low laugh.
Suddenly Tré started squirming through the ropes. As John started making a low laugh. Billie stayed in pour confusion. Suddenly Tré felt the ropes of his body become lose.
"What are talking about?"
"Tré knows what I am...WHERE THE FUCK DID HE GO?"
Apparently Tré the one who couldn't sit still squirmed too much that he managed his way to wiggle free. His hands were still tied behind him. John found him running to the door trying to warn Billie.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT" John screamed
BANG
John pulled out his gun and shot Tré in the leg. Tré fell to the floor with his leg gushing blood. Screaming at the top of his lungs crying. He hoped to die from the pain. He was hurting too much. Billie and Mike both gasped at the same time. Mike started to panic again. Billie just stood there crying. John just kicked Tré away as he walked towards Billie with the gun in his hand.
"I'll deal with you later you stupid fuck" John said.
"No, no, no" Tré cried in pain.
"You're gonna kill me now John aren't you" Billie said
"Very smart aren't we Billie Joe?" John said pointing the gun at Billie who was raising his hands in his hands in the air.
"You are such a fucking American Idiot"
"Oh you are joking before you die how funny!"
Tré winced. He shut his eyes tightly because of the horror that was coming. He was definitely helpless now. He had one last chance to stop this he tried to move to his feet slowly.
"I want you Billie Joe to walk over to that pole...AND HURRY UP!" John ordered.
Billie slowly walked with his hands in the air. Ironically he was afraid of them and he was about to be killed by one. Tears rushed down his eyes. He rested his back against the pole. Mike turned his head away. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Tré was still struggling but he slowly by bit got onto his feet. John walked over to Billie with a heavy black cloth and a rope.
I should have let Adie call the cops! Billie thought.
"Put your hands up there" John ordered again
Billie replied without hesitation. And slowly he felt his hands being bonded together and to the pole. Suddenly his eyes were covered with the black cloth.
Well at least I get to see my father again. Billie thought.
Tré was on his feet now creeping up slowly and quietly. Hoping that he could save his friend.
"Any last words Billie Joe Armstrong?" John asked mockingly
"I will get you back under Joey and Jake's name, even if it means you being poisoned!" Billie yelled and spat.
"Very funny see you hell Billie"
Tré started running and screamed:
"NO!"
BANG
"Let them go Kriftmeyer!" Billie screamed
"Let them go? And Billie Joe Armstrong I am not the loser in this game it's really you" John said in a low laugh.
Suddenly Tré started squirming through the ropes. As John started making a low laugh. Billie stayed in pour confusion. Suddenly Tré felt the ropes of his body become lose.
"What are talking about?"
"Tré knows what I am...WHERE THE FUCK DID HE GO?"
Apparently Tré the one who couldn't sit still squirmed too much that he managed his way to wiggle free. His hands were still tied behind him. John found him running to the door trying to warn Billie.
"YOU LITTLE SHIT" John screamed
BANG
John pulled out his gun and shot Tré in the leg. Tré fell to the floor with his leg gushing blood. Screaming at the top of his lungs crying. He hoped to die from the pain. He was hurting too much. Billie and Mike both gasped at the same time. Mike started to panic again. Billie just stood there crying. John just kicked Tré away as he walked towards Billie with the gun in his hand.
"I'll deal with you later you stupid fuck" John said.
"No, no, no" Tré cried in pain.
"You're gonna kill me now John aren't you" Billie said
"Very smart aren't we Billie Joe?" John said pointing the gun at Billie who was raising his hands in his hands in the air.
"You are such a fucking American Idiot"
"Oh you are joking before you die how funny!"
Tré winced. He shut his eyes tightly because of the horror that was coming. He was definitely helpless now. He had one last chance to stop this he tried to move to his feet slowly.
"I want you Billie Joe to walk over to that pole...AND HURRY UP!" John ordered.
Billie slowly walked with his hands in the air. Ironically he was afraid of them and he was about to be killed by one. Tears rushed down his eyes. He rested his back against the pole. Mike turned his head away. He couldn't believe what he was witnessing. Tré was still struggling but he slowly by bit got onto his feet. John walked over to Billie with a heavy black cloth and a rope.
I should have let Adie call the cops! Billie thought.
"Put your hands up there" John ordered again
Billie replied without hesitation. And slowly he felt his hands being bonded together and to the pole. Suddenly his eyes were covered with the black cloth.
Well at least I get to see my father again. Billie thought.
Tré was on his feet now creeping up slowly and quietly. Hoping that he could save his friend.
"Any last words Billie Joe Armstrong?" John asked mockingly
"I will get you back under Joey and Jake's name, even if it means you being poisoned!" Billie yelled and spat.
"Very funny see you hell Billie"
Tré started running and screamed:
"NO!"
BANG
