Panic Attacks can lead to coma's, and comas can lead to Good Things, chapter 1
Here it is. I am one of three kids, there's me, and I'm 13, there's Emma, and she's 15. And then there's Billie Joe. Yes, I know he is an amazingly famous rock star, but I am unlucky enough to have him as a brother. Nah, not really, he's really nice to me, because he knows I am good at pinching. Muhahahaha. A lot. My name is Tania, but Taz for short, or Tan, or Tani. I go to Whitchurch High School in Cardiff. Billie lives in California, but he comes to see us every other month. Anyway.
Tan's P.O.V
"Emma!" I screeched down the stairs.
"What!"she yelled back at me.
"You know what! Stop touching my stuff, you stupid cow!"
I get really annoyed when she fiddles with my stuff. Luckily she is let off when the doorbell rings. It's Sam. She's my best friend, and she loves Green Day.
"Hey Taz, you wanna go out?" she asks. I nod and leave, grabbing my phone and some money.
"Bye guys, be back in about 2 hrs," I yell and leave.
I was at the park for about an hour when I see Tre running towards us. Great! Not. We met Davi at the park, and the chances are that Tre will ask if I go out with him. Plus that there are chavs here and Tre hates chavs. Anyway.
"Tazzaroo! Say hey guys!" he screams. Fab. Now everyone in the park knows that Tre is here. I see Billie Joe and Mike walking behind slowly, so no one thought they were with Tre. Instead I walked over to Tre and hugged him. Sam adores Tre, so she hugged him as well.
"Hey Samantha! I mean Sam!" he said, then saw the look on Dav's face and grinned.
"And we shake hands, as we are men," he laughs. Davi looks ecstatic, at the fact that his idol has just shook hands with him.
A couple of chavs look our way, and say something about my clothes. Much to Billie Joe's dismay, I am a Goth, so I was wearing my usual stuff. This was my purple hair extensions, random plaits in my dyed black hair, a Green Day shirt(to annoy him), a black punk skirt, black and white thick tights and black and white high top converse.
Eventually a chav comes over to ask me how much I was paid to wear such stupid clothes.
I glare at them in my thick black outlined eyes and charge over to them.
"Do you have any idea who you are talking to? Have you ever heard of Green Day? Well in case you have, that man over there, is Billie Joe Armstrong, and he is my brother," I finished.
Billie walked over. "Is there a problem here ladies?" he said calmly.
"Oh My God! You are Billie Joe Armstrong! I, like, love you! Can I like have your autograph and a picky?" one of the chavs, Vicky, asked. She's ok I suppose. The other chavs there, Bethan, Nils, Ellis(N) and Cheyenne, are very bad news. Anyway.
"Will it shut you up if I give you an autograph and a "picky"?" Billie asked, impatiently.
"Ummm, yeah I guess," she said.
"Thank you." He scribbled his name down on a piece of paper and pouted.
"What the hell, you think my name is spelt B-I-L-L-Y J-O?, fuck you, I'm out of here, come on guys." He snarled at us, and then glared at the chavs.
"But what about the picky?" Cheyenne stuttered after him.
"Fuck the picture, I don't give a shit about it anyway," he yelled. I ran after him.
"Bill! What the hell was that about? You're never like that normally! Something's up! Tell me!" I said to him sternly. He burst out laughing.
"What!" I yelled at him.
"I love it when you're angry, you're hilarious" he said. I kept my face miserable. Billie Joe picked me up and tickled me.
"Billieeeeeeeeeeee, stop it! Gerroff me!" I giggled helplessly. He eventually put me down.
"Don't do that! You know I can't stand being tickled!" I moaned. "So what's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing. Don't worry." He muttered. So I worried.
At Home
Mum had said that Sam and Dav could sleep over, but Dav couldn't, as he was staying at his girlfriends, Kate, house. Sam looked overjoyed to think that she was staying with Tre. They both thought they were hilarious, and everyone let them get on with it. Anyway.
10pm
Mums gone out to a party and left me, Billie and etc at home alone. Wahoo. Tre went out to the shop and probably bought the entire supply of alcohol. Billie is totally wasted. Him, Tre and Mike are doing dares, and they are disgusting dares at that. Sam and I are doing their job, tidying up and watching over them.
"Taz! I dare you to down this bottle of vodka in one!" Tre slurs at me. Thankfully, Billie isn't that drunk enough to let me do that.
"Tre, what the fuck? She's goddamn 13 years old! Tania, don't you dare drink that!" he yells.
He's too late, he should remember I never pass off a dare. Before he has finished his sentence, I'm chugging down an open bottle.
Billie Joe's P.O.V.
Oh my god! Tania is being such a twat. She knows full well that if she gets a major hangover in the morning, then she'll tell mom and I'll get done. (must say mum not mom). But while she is drinking, she goes all pale and looks really chalky white.
"Ha, told you! Well I didn't but oh well, now you're gonna tell mum and I' gonna get in so much trouble." She fainted! Oh my god!
"Shit! Taz, get up jerk I know you're playing. Get up!" I yell at her. She turns over and vomits up blood.
"Shit! Call an ambulance!" Mike yells. He manages to lift her up(she's kinda heavy for a 13 year old).
"Tre! Call an ambulance! Oooh shit what are we gonna tell them? Shit shit shit!" screeched Mike. We all stared at him, he never yells normally. But this is an emergency, my sister is hurt.
Sam's P.O.V.
Jeez! I'm really scared...Billie thinks she's joking, but everyone else knows she isn't, normally she cracks up laughing. Billie should know, when she went to stay with Adie, Jake, Joe and him. She convinced Adie that she had epilepsy, then mimed a fit. Adie got so terrified she called an ambulance, then Taz "woke up" and laughed her head off. Taz pissed Billie off so much that he sent her on a plane back home to Cardiff. Hehe. Anyway, Mike laid her back down and felt to see if she was breathing.
"Thank God!" he sighed. She's breathing but unconscious.
Billie Joe's P.O.V.
We're at the hospital. They shoved Tania off on a gurney to a room and its been 4 hours. Sam couldn't come, as she had to go home, she couldn't stay alone or come with us, as she has a fear of hospitals. Mike and Tre are moaning, reading through a copy of zoo. Gross. Apparently the tits aren't big enough...right... Finally a nurse comes to see us.
"Is she dead?" I ask, daring not to breath.
"No, but just. She died twice," she said. "Why did she drink the alcoholic beverage?" she asked.
"It was me, I dared her," confessed Tre.
"Well that was a very stupid thing to do. You could be caught for that by the police. In fact, I'm pretty much sure that we should be calling them. If Tania doesn't make it through then it is a certainty that we'll have to inform them," said the nurse.
Tania's P.O.V.
Whoa. My stomach has been pumped really hard, I can't eat anything at the moment, in case that comes up too. Evilness. Billie Joe walks in and runs to me, then hugs me hard.
"What the hell happened with you?" he said when we drew apart.
"I have alcohol poisoning. It's so annoying, because when I will ever have another drink of vodka or whatever it is because then I'll have a fit. I can come home in a week or so though," I said. Billie started to cry.
"I've ruined your life! Alcohol makes a life worth living! You can never get wasted with your friends and go clubbing! Face it, man! I've wrecked your life!" cried Billie. I stared at him. What is it to me if I can't ever drink alcohol again? I don't really care but he seems to.
A week later
Billie's P.O.V.
Thank God! Tania is coming home today. Mike had a great idea of throwing a surprise party for her, but ever since the accident happened, no one seems to be in the mood to party much.
Tania's P.O.V
Hooray I'm home! Mum is supposed to be taking Emma to her friends house, then she's be home to give me a bit of attention. Hehe. Since she never gives me attention, Billie is like my only other sibling, just us two.
No1s P.O.V
Tania sat down on the settee, and started watching kerrang on TV. Billie Joe sat down next to her and held her close.
"Hey girl, you wanna go out somewhere?" asked Billie.
"Like where?" replied Tan.
"Like...I don't know, I don't know where 13 year old Goths like to go?" Billie laughed.
"Don't bother it's okay Billo, I'm happy at home," Tania replied.
Billie's P.O.V.
Did she just call me Billo? She knows I hate being called that! I start tickling her and she squirms around laughing. We stop laughing when the phone goes. I answer it.
"Hello there, I am so sorry Mr Armstrong, but I am afraid that we have a Chloe(mom) and an Emma Armstrong here. There was a dreadful accident and they were both killed. We know this is a dreadful shock to you right now but can you please come and identify them please? Good bye Mr Armstrong, we are so sorry," the woman said.
Whoa, no, no, no, no, no, no! I can't breathe! Oh shit! Stupid fucking panic attacks!
Tania's P.O.V.
I walk into the front room to find Billie Joe passed out on the floor.
"NO! Bill! Wake Up! Oh please don't do this to me!" I scream. I grab the phone and call Mike.
Conversation
"Yellow?"
"Mike its Taz. Billie's had a panic attack and is lying on the floor unconscious. What should I do? Are panic attacks serious? Is he gonna die? Should I call 999?" I say breathlessly into the phone.
"Tania, stop asking questions. Billie has terrible panic attacks and you need to call 999 now, I'll get Tre and we'll be over now. First check Billie is breathing, go!" he said, and hung up.
End Conversation
Still Tania's P.O.V.
Ok Billie Joe its just you and me now. I put my head my head to his chest to see whether he is breathing. Oh thank God!! I call 999 to get them over here. Mike comes running up the driveway and rattles on the door impatiently.
I open the door to him and he runs past me to Billie. Tre is the one to stays beside me, and I clutch at him tightly, so that he can hardly breathe. We walk over to them and stare at Billie.
Mike's P.O.V.
Oh my freaking God. For a moment we just stare at Billie, and he starts to come to.
"Billie!" shrieks Tania, and bursts into tears and starts hugging him.
"Tania, don't put any pressure on his stomach, he's already having trouble breathing," Tre says.
The ambulance people arrived and put Billie Joe on a stretcher.
"I'm...OK...Mikey...don't worry...about...me...I...hate...hospitals..." stuttered Billie.
"Is there anyone here to look after the little girl? You two will have to come with us and I'm afraid the area in the hospital may be too distressing for her," said the ambulance person.
"No, she's 13, she'll cope, and Billie has to tell her something," I told the woman, and she took my word for it. Tan climbed into the ambulance, and stood the entire way holding Billie's hand.
The minute we got to the hospital, Billie was wheeled off to a cubicle to be checked out, and we were expected to wait in reception.
After about half an hour, Tania fell asleep. Then a nurse came to us and beckoned us to a cubicle with closed curtains. I picked up Tania (with difficulty), and followed Tre and the nurse.
The minute we got into the cubicle, I gently shook awake Tania and sat her down on a chair. Billie was lying down on the bed, reading, and wearing a very weird looking hospital robe and was barefooted. Tania twigged what Billie was wearing and started laughing.
"What?" said Billie, irritated.
"You're hahahaha wearing a hahahaha dress hahahaha," choked Tania. Billie stared at her for a minute, then started laughing as well. Tan went and laid down on the bed next to Billie, he kissed her on the top of the head, and they fell asleep. Tre took the magazine and put it on the table next to them, and removed Tania's converse trainers. Then we left them in peace.
Tan's P.O.V
"Emma!" I screeched down the stairs.
"What!"she yelled back at me.
"You know what! Stop touching my stuff, you stupid cow!"
I get really annoyed when she fiddles with my stuff. Luckily she is let off when the doorbell rings. It's Sam. She's my best friend, and she loves Green Day.
"Hey Taz, you wanna go out?" she asks. I nod and leave, grabbing my phone and some money.
"Bye guys, be back in about 2 hrs," I yell and leave.
I was at the park for about an hour when I see Tre running towards us. Great! Not. We met Davi at the park, and the chances are that Tre will ask if I go out with him. Plus that there are chavs here and Tre hates chavs. Anyway.
"Tazzaroo! Say hey guys!" he screams. Fab. Now everyone in the park knows that Tre is here. I see Billie Joe and Mike walking behind slowly, so no one thought they were with Tre. Instead I walked over to Tre and hugged him. Sam adores Tre, so she hugged him as well.
"Hey Samantha! I mean Sam!" he said, then saw the look on Dav's face and grinned.
"And we shake hands, as we are men," he laughs. Davi looks ecstatic, at the fact that his idol has just shook hands with him.
A couple of chavs look our way, and say something about my clothes. Much to Billie Joe's dismay, I am a Goth, so I was wearing my usual stuff. This was my purple hair extensions, random plaits in my dyed black hair, a Green Day shirt(to annoy him), a black punk skirt, black and white thick tights and black and white high top converse.
Eventually a chav comes over to ask me how much I was paid to wear such stupid clothes.
I glare at them in my thick black outlined eyes and charge over to them.
"Do you have any idea who you are talking to? Have you ever heard of Green Day? Well in case you have, that man over there, is Billie Joe Armstrong, and he is my brother," I finished.
Billie walked over. "Is there a problem here ladies?" he said calmly.
"Oh My God! You are Billie Joe Armstrong! I, like, love you! Can I like have your autograph and a picky?" one of the chavs, Vicky, asked. She's ok I suppose. The other chavs there, Bethan, Nils, Ellis(N) and Cheyenne, are very bad news. Anyway.
"Will it shut you up if I give you an autograph and a "picky"?" Billie asked, impatiently.
"Ummm, yeah I guess," she said.
"Thank you." He scribbled his name down on a piece of paper and pouted.
"What the hell, you think my name is spelt B-I-L-L-Y J-O?, fuck you, I'm out of here, come on guys." He snarled at us, and then glared at the chavs.
"But what about the picky?" Cheyenne stuttered after him.
"Fuck the picture, I don't give a shit about it anyway," he yelled. I ran after him.
"Bill! What the hell was that about? You're never like that normally! Something's up! Tell me!" I said to him sternly. He burst out laughing.
"What!" I yelled at him.
"I love it when you're angry, you're hilarious" he said. I kept my face miserable. Billie Joe picked me up and tickled me.
"Billieeeeeeeeeeee, stop it! Gerroff me!" I giggled helplessly. He eventually put me down.
"Don't do that! You know I can't stand being tickled!" I moaned. "So what's wrong?" I asked.
"Nothing. Don't worry." He muttered. So I worried.
At Home
Mum had said that Sam and Dav could sleep over, but Dav couldn't, as he was staying at his girlfriends, Kate, house. Sam looked overjoyed to think that she was staying with Tre. They both thought they were hilarious, and everyone let them get on with it. Anyway.
10pm
Mums gone out to a party and left me, Billie and etc at home alone. Wahoo. Tre went out to the shop and probably bought the entire supply of alcohol. Billie is totally wasted. Him, Tre and Mike are doing dares, and they are disgusting dares at that. Sam and I are doing their job, tidying up and watching over them.
"Taz! I dare you to down this bottle of vodka in one!" Tre slurs at me. Thankfully, Billie isn't that drunk enough to let me do that.
"Tre, what the fuck? She's goddamn 13 years old! Tania, don't you dare drink that!" he yells.
He's too late, he should remember I never pass off a dare. Before he has finished his sentence, I'm chugging down an open bottle.
Billie Joe's P.O.V.
Oh my god! Tania is being such a twat. She knows full well that if she gets a major hangover in the morning, then she'll tell mom and I'll get done. (must say mum not mom). But while she is drinking, she goes all pale and looks really chalky white.
"Ha, told you! Well I didn't but oh well, now you're gonna tell mum and I' gonna get in so much trouble." She fainted! Oh my god!
"Shit! Taz, get up jerk I know you're playing. Get up!" I yell at her. She turns over and vomits up blood.
"Shit! Call an ambulance!" Mike yells. He manages to lift her up(she's kinda heavy for a 13 year old).
"Tre! Call an ambulance! Oooh shit what are we gonna tell them? Shit shit shit!" screeched Mike. We all stared at him, he never yells normally. But this is an emergency, my sister is hurt.
Sam's P.O.V.
Jeez! I'm really scared...Billie thinks she's joking, but everyone else knows she isn't, normally she cracks up laughing. Billie should know, when she went to stay with Adie, Jake, Joe and him. She convinced Adie that she had epilepsy, then mimed a fit. Adie got so terrified she called an ambulance, then Taz "woke up" and laughed her head off. Taz pissed Billie off so much that he sent her on a plane back home to Cardiff. Hehe. Anyway, Mike laid her back down and felt to see if she was breathing.
"Thank God!" he sighed. She's breathing but unconscious.
Billie Joe's P.O.V.
We're at the hospital. They shoved Tania off on a gurney to a room and its been 4 hours. Sam couldn't come, as she had to go home, she couldn't stay alone or come with us, as she has a fear of hospitals. Mike and Tre are moaning, reading through a copy of zoo. Gross. Apparently the tits aren't big enough...right... Finally a nurse comes to see us.
"Is she dead?" I ask, daring not to breath.
"No, but just. She died twice," she said. "Why did she drink the alcoholic beverage?" she asked.
"It was me, I dared her," confessed Tre.
"Well that was a very stupid thing to do. You could be caught for that by the police. In fact, I'm pretty much sure that we should be calling them. If Tania doesn't make it through then it is a certainty that we'll have to inform them," said the nurse.
Tania's P.O.V.
Whoa. My stomach has been pumped really hard, I can't eat anything at the moment, in case that comes up too. Evilness. Billie Joe walks in and runs to me, then hugs me hard.
"What the hell happened with you?" he said when we drew apart.
"I have alcohol poisoning. It's so annoying, because when I will ever have another drink of vodka or whatever it is because then I'll have a fit. I can come home in a week or so though," I said. Billie started to cry.
"I've ruined your life! Alcohol makes a life worth living! You can never get wasted with your friends and go clubbing! Face it, man! I've wrecked your life!" cried Billie. I stared at him. What is it to me if I can't ever drink alcohol again? I don't really care but he seems to.
A week later
Billie's P.O.V.
Thank God! Tania is coming home today. Mike had a great idea of throwing a surprise party for her, but ever since the accident happened, no one seems to be in the mood to party much.
Tania's P.O.V
Hooray I'm home! Mum is supposed to be taking Emma to her friends house, then she's be home to give me a bit of attention. Hehe. Since she never gives me attention, Billie is like my only other sibling, just us two.
No1s P.O.V
Tania sat down on the settee, and started watching kerrang on TV. Billie Joe sat down next to her and held her close.
"Hey girl, you wanna go out somewhere?" asked Billie.
"Like where?" replied Tan.
"Like...I don't know, I don't know where 13 year old Goths like to go?" Billie laughed.
"Don't bother it's okay Billo, I'm happy at home," Tania replied.
Billie's P.O.V.
Did she just call me Billo? She knows I hate being called that! I start tickling her and she squirms around laughing. We stop laughing when the phone goes. I answer it.
"Hello there, I am so sorry Mr Armstrong, but I am afraid that we have a Chloe(mom) and an Emma Armstrong here. There was a dreadful accident and they were both killed. We know this is a dreadful shock to you right now but can you please come and identify them please? Good bye Mr Armstrong, we are so sorry," the woman said.
Whoa, no, no, no, no, no, no! I can't breathe! Oh shit! Stupid fucking panic attacks!
Tania's P.O.V.
I walk into the front room to find Billie Joe passed out on the floor.
"NO! Bill! Wake Up! Oh please don't do this to me!" I scream. I grab the phone and call Mike.
Conversation
"Yellow?"
"Mike its Taz. Billie's had a panic attack and is lying on the floor unconscious. What should I do? Are panic attacks serious? Is he gonna die? Should I call 999?" I say breathlessly into the phone.
"Tania, stop asking questions. Billie has terrible panic attacks and you need to call 999 now, I'll get Tre and we'll be over now. First check Billie is breathing, go!" he said, and hung up.
End Conversation
Still Tania's P.O.V.
Ok Billie Joe its just you and me now. I put my head my head to his chest to see whether he is breathing. Oh thank God!! I call 999 to get them over here. Mike comes running up the driveway and rattles on the door impatiently.
I open the door to him and he runs past me to Billie. Tre is the one to stays beside me, and I clutch at him tightly, so that he can hardly breathe. We walk over to them and stare at Billie.
Mike's P.O.V.
Oh my freaking God. For a moment we just stare at Billie, and he starts to come to.
"Billie!" shrieks Tania, and bursts into tears and starts hugging him.
"Tania, don't put any pressure on his stomach, he's already having trouble breathing," Tre says.
The ambulance people arrived and put Billie Joe on a stretcher.
"I'm...OK...Mikey...don't worry...about...me...I...hate...hospitals..." stuttered Billie.
"Is there anyone here to look after the little girl? You two will have to come with us and I'm afraid the area in the hospital may be too distressing for her," said the ambulance person.
"No, she's 13, she'll cope, and Billie has to tell her something," I told the woman, and she took my word for it. Tan climbed into the ambulance, and stood the entire way holding Billie's hand.
The minute we got to the hospital, Billie was wheeled off to a cubicle to be checked out, and we were expected to wait in reception.
After about half an hour, Tania fell asleep. Then a nurse came to us and beckoned us to a cubicle with closed curtains. I picked up Tania (with difficulty), and followed Tre and the nurse.
The minute we got into the cubicle, I gently shook awake Tania and sat her down on a chair. Billie was lying down on the bed, reading, and wearing a very weird looking hospital robe and was barefooted. Tania twigged what Billie was wearing and started laughing.
"What?" said Billie, irritated.
"You're hahahaha wearing a hahahaha dress hahahaha," choked Tania. Billie stared at her for a minute, then started laughing as well. Tan went and laid down on the bed next to Billie, he kissed her on the top of the head, and they fell asleep. Tre took the magazine and put it on the table next to them, and removed Tania's converse trainers. Then we left them in peace.
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