*Mage's fic*
Troubled
Mage
TROUBLED Pt 5
You’ve been in the center for several weeks, and you’re making great progress. You even made some friends. You’re roommate, Jillian, is almost like a sister to you. You talked to her about Billie and your family and friends outside the center. Billie had been paying you visits for quite a while, stopping in to see how you’ve been doing. Right now you were lying on your bed, sleeping. But, when you felt your bed sink, you woke up. You smiled. “ Hi,” you whispered. “ Hi beautiful,” he whispered back. Billie was visiting you again today. You sat up and leaned against the headboard. “ How you been?” he asked you, scooting closer. “ Fine,” you answer. He than gets this evil smile on his face. “ No!” you shout. “ Too late!” he yells back, and starts tickling you. “ Stop!” you cry, laughing. “ Never!” he says, and laughs evilly. “ You know the only way to get me to stop.” You hold his face and give him an Eskimo kiss. He smiles and says,
“ Well, that’s a start.” You lean in and kiss him lightly. You feel him adjust and deepen the kiss. Soon, you both are completely lost and oblivious to everything. Then you hear the door open. “ Hey Trin, did you--- OH MY GOD!!” Billie jumps up and stands. You sit up, blush, and cover your face with a pillow. Jillian had walked in on you. She smiled at the sight of your faces. Her green eyes stopped on Billie. “ So you must be Billie. I’ve heard quite a bit about you.” Billie side-glanced at you, and than looked back at Jill. “ Like what, pray tell?” he asks and smiles. Jill was about to say something when you threw the pillow at her. She laughs and throws the pillow back at you. “ Well, maybe I’ll tell you later.” She sat on her bed and put her headphones on. Billie sat next to you, a nervous look on his face. “ Trin, I wanted to ask you something.” “ What?” you ask, turning to look him in the eye. “ Willyouuhmoveinuhwith…me?” “ What!?” You couldn’t understand him. “ Will you…uh, move…. in… with me?” You jump on him and kiss him. “ Is that a yes?” he asks on a laugh. “ No, it’s a HELL YES!!”
You’re finally out of the Rehab Center, and you’re in your new home. Billie and Mike packed up your stuff and took it to Billie’s apartment. As you were unpacked your stuff in the bedroom, Billie called you in the living room. You ran in to see what was wrong. “ What’s up, Billie?” “ You might wanna unpack that bag. You’ll probably slap me if I did.” Your face turned a bright red and he laughed. You took your bag of unmentionables, and ran back to the bedroom. “ I freed some space in the bottom dresser draws for you,” he called, “ and in the closet too!” You smiled to yourself and put your clothing away. When you were finally done, you went and sat next to Billie on the couch. You leaned your head on his shoulder and sighed. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and said, “ You can get the bed, ok? I’ll sleep on the couch.” You looked up at him. “ Why? I don’t mind sharing a bed with you,” you said, and laughed. He looked at you closely for a second, but than smiled. “ You mean it?” You nod. He hugs you close, and you both watch tv for the remainder of the day.
Later that night, you both lie in bed, Billie sound asleep. You’re pretty much and insomniac, so you just lie there and listen to his soft breathing. He mumbles something, and you turn to look at him. He was dreaming. You wondered what it could be that he was dreaming about, but you just shrug, and snuggle next to him. After a while, you fall sound asleep.
Billie’s POV: I woke up in the middle of the night, having had a horrible nightmare. I had dreamt that Trinity was in the hospital, barely alive. I was running to her room, but it kept getting farther away. Yeah, one of those weird-ass running dreams. Than, in the dream, I fell into this dark pit, and jumped up awake in bed. It was really strange. But I was relieved when I saw her lying next to me. But then, when I was gonna go back to sleep, there was a lot of slamming at the front door…
TROUBLED Pt 6
You woke up to slamming in the living room. You sat up in bed to see Billie not lying next to you. You got out of bed and slowly crept toward the door. You leaned on it to hear what was going on in the living room. You heard Billie’s voice, and someone else’s voice, but you couldn’t recognize it. Than you heard a loud thud. Than, there was a gunshot. You gasped. Who was at the receiving end of that bullet?! You swung the door wide open.
A FEW DAYS EARLIER: “ Trinity, please, come on!” “ No, I don’t want to!” You laughed. Tyler was messing around with you when he was visiting you in the Rehab Center. He was trying to convince you to go with him to a party at Sam Baily’s house. Sam Baily was quite a popular kid at your school, but you didn’t care to go to his party. He sat down on the bed and frowned. “ Oh, well, you’re gonna miss out on a lotta fun!” he cried. You smiled. “ Oh well, go have twice the fun for me!” As he was about to complain more, Billie walked in. “ Hey Ty, Hey Squirt!” he called. You smiled, but Tyler sneered and turned away. You looked at Tyler. Every since Tyler found out that you and Billie were gonna live together he had been acting strange. Billie shrugged at Tyler’s look, and sat next to you. You and Billie conversed; he told you about his band changing it’s name from Sweet Children to Green Day, and how John left the group, and they had a new drummer named Tre Cool. You congratulated him, and he left to go and practice. He kissed you good bye, and Tyler made a face. You looked at him funny and asked, “ Ty, what’s up with you?” “ I don’t like him! He’s not good enough for you!” You laughed, “ And you are?” At the look on his face, you said, “ Ty, I was kidding! C’mon!” He sighed, and said, “ Yeah I know. But I am! I know I can give you better. That’s why I want you to be my girlfriend!!” You shook your head. “ Tyler, I love Billie. You can’t change that.” “ Oh yeah!!? Watch me!!” And with that, he left you.
Now, you walked slowly into the room. It was completely dark and you couldn’t see a single thing. But when your bare foot hit something, you looked down. “ Oh no!” you cried. Billie had been shot. You kneeled next to him. “ Trinity…” You jumped startled, and turned. Tyler was there, with a gun pointed directly at you. “ Told you I’d do something about him,” he said coldly. “ Why!?” you cried, “ Why are you doing this!?” You heard him laugh. “ I guess you can say I’ve lost my mind.” You hear the click of the trigger, and close your eyes. ‘Here it comes,’ you thought. But then you hear a thud and a yell. “ No!” someone yells, and you hear the gun go off. “ Trinity!” you hear a familiar voice yell, “ Call the police! Hurry!” You run for the phone, and call the police. When you run back into the room, a lamp is on, giving off some light in the room. Billie is holding himself up on the table, and Tyler is in a blood heap on the floor. You run to Billie and help him over to the couch. “ Are you alright?” you ask worriedly, and he gives you a reassuring smile. “ Fine, couldn’t be better.” You can’t help but smile at his attempt at humor, but when you look at your hand, seeing it covered in his blood, your smile vanishes. “ Billie, where were you hit!?” His shirt was torn wide open, and he was bleeding from his side. “ I wasn’t really shot, just grazed. I’m such a lucky bastard! He coulda gotten me good!” He laughs, but it only causes him great pain, so he stops. You run to the bathroom and come back with towels, and wrap them around his stomach, to patch up the wound and hopefully stop the bleeding. Billie grabbed your hand. You look up at him and see the worry in his eyes. “ He was here for you,” he said. You looked over at Tyler. “ I know…What!?” Your eyes widened. Tyler was getting up! Billie noticed too. “ How the fuck--!?” He stood and pushed you behind him. He looked all over for the gun, but when he spotted it, Tyler had it in his hand. “ Move!” he commanded to Billie. Billie stood his ground. “ No. I will never let you hurt her!” He fired the gun. Billie buckled forward; he had hit him in the leg. Tyler walked up to you. You backed up, and fell on the couch. “ Now I have you---!!!” He fell backward. Billie had managed to grab his leg and pull him back, away from you. Billie lunged for the gun, but Tyler smashed his arm, and took the gun. He aimed at Billie’s head. “ See you in hell!!” he shouted, and pulled the trigger.
TROUBLE Pt 7
“ No!!” you shouted and jumped for him. The gun went off, but you didn’t see where the bullet went. You wrestle the gun out of Tyler’s hand, and faced it to him. He put his hands up and slowly backed up. “ Don’t sho--!!” You fired. He jumped and was grazed by the bullet. He lunged at you in blind fury. He bashed you in the side, knocking you to the floor. Then he jumped on you and you both wrestled for the gun. But then, it fired once more, the last bullet. You and Tyler both froze. Then, Tyler slowly fell over onto his back, a huge hole in his stomach. You blinked. Then you jumped remembering Billie. You turned to see him lying in a pool of blood on the floor. You then noticed a hole near his head on the floor. The bullet had missed his head. You turned him over onto his back. He was getting cold; he had lost so much blood. You held his head in your lap, running your fingers through his hair. “ Don’t die,” you whispered, tears streaming down your face, “ Please don’t die! I need you!” Then you heard the sirens outside your door.
The police had arrived and took Tyler’s body out in a body bag. Paramedics had come and took Billie to the hospital. You rode in the ambulance with him, holding his hand tightly.
You sat in the waiting room, with Mike, Tre, and Jakob there with you. Jakob grabbed your hand and said, “ Trin, I am so sorry! I had no idea that Tyler would do that…” You smiled and hugged him. “ It’s ok. He’s gone now…” You hung your head. He had been such a good friend. Than, a nurse came out from the Emergency. “ Miss Dirnt?” You stood and walked over to her. You looked at her face, hoping to see a good sign. She smiled slightly, just to reassure you.
“ He’s out of surgery now. His pulse is stronger, and we think he will survive.” Think? Everything else she said faded away from you. This was your fault, all of it! If he died… you’d die. “ Can we see him?” you ask, interrupting her. She stops, and nods. Mike and Tre tell you to go by yourself first. You walked into the room, seeing nothing but Billie lying on the bed. He was bandaged up. You grabbed his hand; it was warmer than before. You sat in the chair by his bed, still holding his hand. Tears began forming in your eyes. “ Billie, I don’t want to lose you! I won’t be able to go on… I… I love you too much!!” You laid your head down next to his, and cried uncontrollably. But, then you felt him squeeze your hand. “ I love you too…” You looked up at him. His eyes opened and you gasped. “ What? Thought I was dead?” he said, smiling. You cried even more, and hugged his hand to your cheek. “ Did you mean it?” You looked up at him again. When you realized what he was asking, you nodded. “ I meant it from the day I first said it to you. I mean it so much more now.” He smiled. “ I mean it too. I love you Trinity Dirnt.”
A few days passed, and Billie slipped in and out of consciousness. When Billie was awake, you would talk, and when he was asleep, you would run your fingers through his hair, and just sit by his side. He had another surgery to go through and than he could go home! The day he was going into surgery, you wanted so badly to go with him, to be by side. But all you could do was sit by his bed and cry. You cared so much about him, and you cried because you were worried. Billie proved that he loved you, by almost losing his life to save yours. You felt awful. It was your fault he was shot, that he was in pain, and stuck in a hospital.
A few days after Billie’s surgery: Billie was sound asleep, and you were drifting in and out. Finally, you feel asleep, slumped in your chair. When you woke up, you were lying in the bed with Billie! Mike and Tre were standing there, Tre laughing and Mike just smiling an all knowing smile. You felt a hand push your head down next to Billie’s.“ Hi.” You jumped slightly and looked at him. He was awake! He smiled at your surprised look. “ Hey…” you whispered, “ How’d I get here?” Tre put his hands behind his head. “ It was BJ’s idea.” You smiled at Billie. He just held you tighter. “ Guess what,” he said. “ What?” “ I get to go home tomorrow!” “ Really!?” You wanted to just squeeze him tightly, but you knew it would hurt him, so you settled for hugging his neck. He gagged and said, “ Uh, Trin, need… air!!” You laughed and let go. You were so happy that he was better, that he lived, and was going back home with you.
TROUBLE Pt 8 Memo: (Just letting you know, this part was written by my friend. She’s a romantic far worse than me!But the OTHER stuff, not so romantic, is by me! ^^)
A week after Billie was home: You were lying asleep in bed. Than you were woken up by something heavy landing on you. “ Wake up!” Billie tickled you, and you tickled him back. “ Hi beautiful!” he said, falling on top of you again. “ Hi!” you said, looking up at him. His smile slightly faded, and his eyes gazed into yours. You looked into his green eyes, and saw the question. You knew what it was. You kissed him slightly. He kissed you back roughly, and tugged on your shirt. You broke the kiss, and pulled your shirt over your head.
Later that night: You lay there in Billie’s arms, him sleeping and you wide awake. You snuggled into his chest and sighed deeply. How could he make you feel so much better, when you were so depressed and sad? He had taken all your worries away. You felt him stir. He yawned and tightened his hold on you. “ Good morning,” you said. He looked at his alarm clock. “ Morning!? It’s 3:30 in the morning!” “ Still, it’s morning,” you said and laughed. He mumbled something and laid his head back down. You sighed, and rested your head on his arm, and finally went to sleep.
Billie’s POV: She finally looked at peace for once! It was nice to see her like that. She was always worried or stressed about something. I loved just holding her, having her near me.
The next day: Billie, Mike, and Tre had gone to practice, and you were sitting alone in the room, watching the rain pour down on the window. All your worries returned to you with great force. All your past memories haunted you. All the fights, all the pain. You wished Billie was there with you. But, one thing came to mind. You stood and walked over to your bag. You searched for the bottle of pills you had hid in your bag. They were gone. Billie must have thrown them out, you thought. You ran to the kitchen and got a knife from the drawer. You ran your finger along the blade, and it cut your fingertip. You decided to settle with cutting. You went to the bedroom, and sat on the bed. You placed the blade against your skin, and slide it across. You saw the blood drip from the cut. You cut yourself twice more, deeper each time. You looked at your arm, seeing it all red. Than you heard, “ Trinity!!? What have you done!!?”
Billie ran into the room and tried to pry the knife from your hand. “Trinity, let it go!” “ No! You don’t understand!!” He finally took the knife away from you. He than put the knife to his own arm, and cut himself. Your eyes widened as you saw the cut bleeding. “ Trinity, you don’t understand! You don’t know how much you’re hurting yourself, let alone the people who care about you.” He looked at his cut, which was bleeding terribly now. “ THIS,” he said, “ is nothing compared to how much you hurt me!” You looked up into his eyes, tears streaming from your own. “ Billie,” you whispered, “ I tried… I tried so hard to be perfect. I really tried! But… it just wasn’t worth it; it made me feel fake! I can’t be something that other people want me to be!” “ Who’s trying to change you?” “ Everyone! My parents, my brother…I just feel so empty.” “ So you have to resort to this!? Cutting yourself!?” You cried out, “ It makes me feel real! It makes me feel alive, Billie! It gives me feeling, as did the pills.” His eyes widened, as if he had just taken all of it in. “ Trinity, why didn’t you just tell me?” he whispered, dropping the knife. “ I didn’t think you’d want to be bothered by my problems.” He sat next to you and grabbed your hand. “ Trinity, you know that I’d do anything to help you. I care about you, and don’t ever think that I don’t.” You looked up at him, and saw tears form in his eyes. “ Oh Billie!” You wrapped your arms around him and buried your head in his chest, letting all your tears pour out. “ I promise you, I will NEVER do this again, Billie, I promise!” He held you close, until you calmed down and stopped crying. You grabbed his arm and looked at his cut. You touched it and heard him take in a sharp breath. You whispered, “ Sorry,” and noticed the fresh blood on you fingers. He was still bleeding; and so were you. You grabbed his hand and led him to the bathroom. You cleaned your wounds, each one burning like hell. Than, Billie was next. You put rubbing alcohol on his cut, and he grabbed your arm, making you stop. You looked up and saw the pain in his eyes. You kissed him on the cheek, and went back to cleaning his cut carefully so as not to hurt him so much. When you were done, you both walked back to the bedroom and sat on the bed. Billie held you close to him and sighed. “ What?” you asked. “ You scared the hell outta me today!” You nodded. “ I know, and I am so sorry for it!” You tucked your head under his chin. “ Billie?” you asked. “ Hmm?” he mumbled. “ About last night…” You felt him tighten his grip on you. “ What about it?” “ It was wonderful.” You heard him laugh. “ Glad you liked it,” he said jokingly. You than looked him in the eye. His eyes locked with yours. He than kissed you deeply, as you fumbled playfully with his belt…
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