The Lust For Life!, chapter 2
... "Nikki? Oh Nikki I was so scared that I was going to die and not see you again."
I was so confused, what was he talking about. Wait did a super fit 33-year-old fancy me. Oh shit!
"Wait Tré you're not telling me that this is her. This is the girl you've been telling us about?" Mike said trying to get an answer before he looked at Billie Joe or me.
"Yes it is... ahhh... my head." Tré fainted. My heart stopped I couldn't breath, I mean I loved this guy, I hated seeing him like this.
Then mike went to the front of the stage and started playing his bass guitar to calm the crowd. They all started swaying to the calming, relaxing music that poured out of the speakers. I joined him, we just played and played not knowing what to do or what to say. Surprisingly it sounded really good.
Billie Joe and Beckie both walked up to the speakers and started to sing. To me it sounded like a foreign language, but it was English, then Alexis joined and we all played continuously for no reason. It made me happy to see that Tré go into the ambulance smiling. It was like he was dreaming, and having a nice one at that. For three hours we played none stop.
After the concert we all went back to the tour bus. It was strange Billie Joe and Mike wouldn't look at me let alone talk to me. I knew something was wrong, and that I wasn't being told something, but what.
Billie Joe and Mike both just sat there staring at each other, wispered a few words, then looking at me, then back to each other.
After a while I just stood up and walked to the kitchen area when Mike suddenly jumped up out of his seat, grabbed my arm, beckoned Billie Joe towards the door and dragged me outside with Billie Joe following.
"Alright! That's it! What are you two not telling me about Tré? I want to know right now!" I raised my voice only slightly when Billie Joe hushed me.
"It's alright! When we get to the hospital Tré will tell you himself. Billie Joe I can't believe she's finally come back after all these years." Mike said excitedly as he pushed me into the back of my 'electric blue mini cooper s'.
(I wasn't allowed to drive it yet but I bought it so when I was old enough I could)
"I know but look how much she's grown and she has her own band now." They started to scare me when they started talking in some sort of code. After a journey that seemed to last forever, we finally pulled up at the hospital.
As we walked in I saw a couple of nurses running down the corridor. It scared me to death I could just tell that they were running towards Tré's room, where something horrible had happened.
As we approached the desk, an ancient looking lady sat there with huge chucky glasses and a hairstyle that made her skin pull tight above her thick black hairy eyebrows.
"May I help you young sirs and maim?" she said as if she was an out of tune radio crackling up with interference.
"Yes thank you! Can we see a Mr. Frank Wright or most popularly known as Mr. Tré Cool." Mike said in a posh annoying way.
"Yes of coarse Mr. Wright is down the hall, then take a right, then walk... " she seemed to keep rambling on and on, when I saw a photo in Billie Joe's back pocket then what looked like the same photo in the back of Mike's...
I was so confused, what was he talking about. Wait did a super fit 33-year-old fancy me. Oh shit!
"Wait Tré you're not telling me that this is her. This is the girl you've been telling us about?" Mike said trying to get an answer before he looked at Billie Joe or me.
"Yes it is... ahhh... my head." Tré fainted. My heart stopped I couldn't breath, I mean I loved this guy, I hated seeing him like this.
Then mike went to the front of the stage and started playing his bass guitar to calm the crowd. They all started swaying to the calming, relaxing music that poured out of the speakers. I joined him, we just played and played not knowing what to do or what to say. Surprisingly it sounded really good.
Billie Joe and Beckie both walked up to the speakers and started to sing. To me it sounded like a foreign language, but it was English, then Alexis joined and we all played continuously for no reason. It made me happy to see that Tré go into the ambulance smiling. It was like he was dreaming, and having a nice one at that. For three hours we played none stop.
After the concert we all went back to the tour bus. It was strange Billie Joe and Mike wouldn't look at me let alone talk to me. I knew something was wrong, and that I wasn't being told something, but what.
Billie Joe and Mike both just sat there staring at each other, wispered a few words, then looking at me, then back to each other.
After a while I just stood up and walked to the kitchen area when Mike suddenly jumped up out of his seat, grabbed my arm, beckoned Billie Joe towards the door and dragged me outside with Billie Joe following.
"Alright! That's it! What are you two not telling me about Tré? I want to know right now!" I raised my voice only slightly when Billie Joe hushed me.
"It's alright! When we get to the hospital Tré will tell you himself. Billie Joe I can't believe she's finally come back after all these years." Mike said excitedly as he pushed me into the back of my 'electric blue mini cooper s'.
(I wasn't allowed to drive it yet but I bought it so when I was old enough I could)
"I know but look how much she's grown and she has her own band now." They started to scare me when they started talking in some sort of code. After a journey that seemed to last forever, we finally pulled up at the hospital.
As we walked in I saw a couple of nurses running down the corridor. It scared me to death I could just tell that they were running towards Tré's room, where something horrible had happened.
As we approached the desk, an ancient looking lady sat there with huge chucky glasses and a hairstyle that made her skin pull tight above her thick black hairy eyebrows.
"May I help you young sirs and maim?" she said as if she was an out of tune radio crackling up with interference.
"Yes thank you! Can we see a Mr. Frank Wright or most popularly known as Mr. Tré Cool." Mike said in a posh annoying way.
"Yes of coarse Mr. Wright is down the hall, then take a right, then walk... " she seemed to keep rambling on and on, when I saw a photo in Billie Joe's back pocket then what looked like the same photo in the back of Mike's...
Previous | Page 2/2
