A Night You Won't Forget, chapter 2
"What are you guys gonna do?" Holly asked. She had her hand pressed against the gash on Adams forehead.
"We're gonna go check out the bus and see if there's anyone there. You guys just stay here and keep the doors locked." Andrew told them. He closed his door and locked it. He then joined Megan, and the two walked off towards the bus.
They walked completely around the wreckage towards the front of the bus. In front of them was the front windshield. The large piece of glass was cracked in some places, but they could still see through. Andrew glanced inside the window for any sign of life. He then glanced up towards the driver's side of the bus. And that's when he saw it.
The bus was on its side just so that the driver in the seat was hanging on the side. The only thing keeping him from falling to the ground was the seat belt buckling him in. A single piece of glass was sticking out of his chest, letting Andrew know the driver was dead. There was nothing he could do for him. Andrew turned around to try and stop Megan from seeing the sight, but it was too late.
"Oh my god!" Megan screamed out. A hand rose to her face, covering her mouth from letting any more screams come out. Andrew led her a few feet away from the window as to not let her see anymore of the sight.
"Stay here." He said to her quietly. Megan looked him in the eyes.
"What are you gonna do?" She asked. Andrew didn't answer.
Looking around the wreckage surrounding him, Andrew found a long piece of metal that looked as if it had come from underneath the bus. He picked the piece up and took a stance next to the window.
"Andrew what are you doing?" Megan asked.
Andrew raised the bar above his head before taking one big swing at the window. The first hit merely cracked the window. He took one more swing before the window completely shattered. Megan stood even further back.
"Stay here," Andrew told her again. Megan nodded.
Andrew took one step into the bus, then he took another. The sound of shattered glass beneath his feet filled his ears. He took one final look back at Megan, who was staring back at him with her arms folded on her chest. He nodded to her, then disappeared into the darkness. The condition of inside the bus was straight out of a horror movie. Or at least something a tornado had picked up, shaken up once or twice then thrown back down to the earth. Andrew only had to picture what the bus looked like when it was right side up then switch that vision on its side. That was exactly what it looked like now.
Andrew looked down to realize he was walking on what used to be the side windows. He looked to his right too see a couch on its side, the coffee table right beneath it. Cushions were everywhere, glasses from the kitchen area of the bus were flung here and there. It was a complete disaster area. Andrew watched where he stepped as he made his way further and further into the bus.
Finally he had reached the back of the bus. He found a door straight a head of him on it's side. Andrew grabbed for the door knob and opened the door. He had to lift the wooden door above his head in order to enter the room. He climbed into the room only to notice an even bigger mess.
"Megan! I think I found the bed room!" He shouted towards Megan, lifting the door open so she could hear him.
Sheets from the bed were everywhere, the pillows from the bed were everywhere. Nothing was in its place. Andrew started to lift up sheets to try and find any one who might have been thrown to what was now the floor. Finally he found a pair of legs.
"I think I found some one!" Andrew shouted back to Megan. "Megan, come in here and help me out!" Megan slowly and carefully made her way towards Andrew in the back of the bus. Andrew lifted the door above her and helped her into the room. She looked around at the sight.
Andrew completely uncovered the sheets from the body lying on the ground. He revealed who it was by lifting a sheet from the head.
"Oh my god Andrew! It's Mike Dirnt!" Megan shouted. So it was, Mike Dirnt lay on the floor seeming to be unconscious. "Is he dead?"
Andrew kneeled down to Mike and placed his two fingers on the throat of the bassist.
"No he's not," he said. Andrew started to softly shake Mike in order to wake him up.
It worked. Mike bolted upwards, gasping in air as if he had been choking. The surprise knocked Andrew on his back away from Dirnt. Mike looked rapidly around the room finally resting his eyes on Andrew and then on Megan.
"Who are you?" He asked. He looked around once more at the mess he had been lying in. "And what the hell happened?"
"Your bus was in a wreck. You guys passed us and the next thing we knew you're bus was on its side." Andrew explained.
"We couldn't stop in time so our car hit your bus." Megan chimed in. Mike started to look for something.
"Where are my friends? Where's Billie? Where's Tre?" He asked.
"They must be in this room is that's where you were last before the crash happened. We've only just found you," Megan said. Mike stood up to his feet while Andrew stayed on the ground, now propped up with his hands. Mike started to throw sheets around to find his friends. He lifted one more sheet and found Tre, who was just starting to wake up himself.
"What happened?" He asked dizzily. Tre opened his eyes and spotted Mike. "Mike! Are you okay? What happened?"
Before Mike could answer Tre looked over to Andrew on the ground, and then up to Megan still standing next to the wall.
"Who are they?" He asked. "And where's Billie?" A wild look sprang into his eyes. He jumped to his feet and charged towards Megan. He grabbed her by the shoulders and started to shake her violently.
"Tre! No!" Mike shouted. But it was too late, Tre started to threaten Megan.
"What have you done with Billie? What have you done to our bus? To us?" He shouted at her. He continued to shake her while Andrew also jumped to his feet. Both Mike and Andrew tried their best to get Tre off of Megan.
"Get him off of her!" Andrew shouted.
"Tre stop! They've come to help us," Mike tried to yell over the threats coming from Tre and the screams of terror coming from Megan.
Finally Mike was able to loosen Tre's grip from Megan's shoulders. Andrew stood in front of Megan, shielding her from another attack from either Tre or Mike.
"We're only here to help you guys!" He shouted.
"It's okay, he's just shaken up," Mike explained. Tre acted as if he hadn't known what he was doing.
"Mike, where's Billie?" Tre asked.
"I'm over here." A voice came from across the small room. "You guys woke me up."
"Billie, our bus crashed," Mike said in a serious tone.
"I know that. I was only kidding," Billie said as the smile on his face faded. He stood up from his spot on the ground. "I'm aware of what happened."
"Can we just get out of here now?" Tre asked.
"We're gonna go check out the bus and see if there's anyone there. You guys just stay here and keep the doors locked." Andrew told them. He closed his door and locked it. He then joined Megan, and the two walked off towards the bus.
They walked completely around the wreckage towards the front of the bus. In front of them was the front windshield. The large piece of glass was cracked in some places, but they could still see through. Andrew glanced inside the window for any sign of life. He then glanced up towards the driver's side of the bus. And that's when he saw it.
The bus was on its side just so that the driver in the seat was hanging on the side. The only thing keeping him from falling to the ground was the seat belt buckling him in. A single piece of glass was sticking out of his chest, letting Andrew know the driver was dead. There was nothing he could do for him. Andrew turned around to try and stop Megan from seeing the sight, but it was too late.
"Oh my god!" Megan screamed out. A hand rose to her face, covering her mouth from letting any more screams come out. Andrew led her a few feet away from the window as to not let her see anymore of the sight.
"Stay here." He said to her quietly. Megan looked him in the eyes.
"What are you gonna do?" She asked. Andrew didn't answer.
Looking around the wreckage surrounding him, Andrew found a long piece of metal that looked as if it had come from underneath the bus. He picked the piece up and took a stance next to the window.
"Andrew what are you doing?" Megan asked.
Andrew raised the bar above his head before taking one big swing at the window. The first hit merely cracked the window. He took one more swing before the window completely shattered. Megan stood even further back.
"Stay here," Andrew told her again. Megan nodded.
Andrew took one step into the bus, then he took another. The sound of shattered glass beneath his feet filled his ears. He took one final look back at Megan, who was staring back at him with her arms folded on her chest. He nodded to her, then disappeared into the darkness. The condition of inside the bus was straight out of a horror movie. Or at least something a tornado had picked up, shaken up once or twice then thrown back down to the earth. Andrew only had to picture what the bus looked like when it was right side up then switch that vision on its side. That was exactly what it looked like now.
Andrew looked down to realize he was walking on what used to be the side windows. He looked to his right too see a couch on its side, the coffee table right beneath it. Cushions were everywhere, glasses from the kitchen area of the bus were flung here and there. It was a complete disaster area. Andrew watched where he stepped as he made his way further and further into the bus.
Finally he had reached the back of the bus. He found a door straight a head of him on it's side. Andrew grabbed for the door knob and opened the door. He had to lift the wooden door above his head in order to enter the room. He climbed into the room only to notice an even bigger mess.
"Megan! I think I found the bed room!" He shouted towards Megan, lifting the door open so she could hear him.
Sheets from the bed were everywhere, the pillows from the bed were everywhere. Nothing was in its place. Andrew started to lift up sheets to try and find any one who might have been thrown to what was now the floor. Finally he found a pair of legs.
"I think I found some one!" Andrew shouted back to Megan. "Megan, come in here and help me out!" Megan slowly and carefully made her way towards Andrew in the back of the bus. Andrew lifted the door above her and helped her into the room. She looked around at the sight.
Andrew completely uncovered the sheets from the body lying on the ground. He revealed who it was by lifting a sheet from the head.
"Oh my god Andrew! It's Mike Dirnt!" Megan shouted. So it was, Mike Dirnt lay on the floor seeming to be unconscious. "Is he dead?"
Andrew kneeled down to Mike and placed his two fingers on the throat of the bassist.
"No he's not," he said. Andrew started to softly shake Mike in order to wake him up.
It worked. Mike bolted upwards, gasping in air as if he had been choking. The surprise knocked Andrew on his back away from Dirnt. Mike looked rapidly around the room finally resting his eyes on Andrew and then on Megan.
"Who are you?" He asked. He looked around once more at the mess he had been lying in. "And what the hell happened?"
"Your bus was in a wreck. You guys passed us and the next thing we knew you're bus was on its side." Andrew explained.
"We couldn't stop in time so our car hit your bus." Megan chimed in. Mike started to look for something.
"Where are my friends? Where's Billie? Where's Tre?" He asked.
"They must be in this room is that's where you were last before the crash happened. We've only just found you," Megan said. Mike stood up to his feet while Andrew stayed on the ground, now propped up with his hands. Mike started to throw sheets around to find his friends. He lifted one more sheet and found Tre, who was just starting to wake up himself.
"What happened?" He asked dizzily. Tre opened his eyes and spotted Mike. "Mike! Are you okay? What happened?"
Before Mike could answer Tre looked over to Andrew on the ground, and then up to Megan still standing next to the wall.
"Who are they?" He asked. "And where's Billie?" A wild look sprang into his eyes. He jumped to his feet and charged towards Megan. He grabbed her by the shoulders and started to shake her violently.
"Tre! No!" Mike shouted. But it was too late, Tre started to threaten Megan.
"What have you done with Billie? What have you done to our bus? To us?" He shouted at her. He continued to shake her while Andrew also jumped to his feet. Both Mike and Andrew tried their best to get Tre off of Megan.
"Get him off of her!" Andrew shouted.
"Tre stop! They've come to help us," Mike tried to yell over the threats coming from Tre and the screams of terror coming from Megan.
Finally Mike was able to loosen Tre's grip from Megan's shoulders. Andrew stood in front of Megan, shielding her from another attack from either Tre or Mike.
"We're only here to help you guys!" He shouted.
"It's okay, he's just shaken up," Mike explained. Tre acted as if he hadn't known what he was doing.
"Mike, where's Billie?" Tre asked.
"I'm over here." A voice came from across the small room. "You guys woke me up."
"Billie, our bus crashed," Mike said in a serious tone.
"I know that. I was only kidding," Billie said as the smile on his face faded. He stood up from his spot on the ground. "I'm aware of what happened."
"Can we just get out of here now?" Tre asked.
