JUST A NOTE
Title: Just a Note
Author: stripesco04_nur
Disclaimer: This is fiction
Pairing: Tre/Billie implied Billie/??
Rating: R
Notes/Summary: Tre finds Billie in bed with another person and runs away. Later he gives a letter/note to Billie telling him he wants to take his own life. Can Billie stop him in time?
Tre walked down the corridor towards his best friend and secretly lover's apartment.
Tre had been busy with his 'new' job and rarely had seen Billie around.
The only person he really saw was Mike. But probably because Mike worked couple of blocks down from him.
As Tre got towards Billie's door he heard moaning coming from within.
Tre stood in shock silence before thinking to himself, 'Come on Cool, don't jump to conclusions. Billie's probably masturbating himself.'
Tre prayed to God that that's what Billie was really doing behind the door.
He placed his palm on the doorknob and twisted it open.
"Oh, yes... Dennis... YES!" Tre heard Billie's moans of delight coming from his bedroom.
He open Billie's bedroom door open and froze at the site before him.
Billie was moaning in delight as some guy - Dennis - was kissing his bare neck as well as thrusting in and out of him.
Tre stood there mouth agape before uttering a choked squeak.
Billie heard the noise and glanced up. "OH SHIT! Tre it's not what it looks like..." Billie started as Dennis withdrawing from him.
"DON'T GIVE ME BULLSHIT, BILLIE! HOW COULD YOU?" Tre shouted as he burst away from the bedroom into the night.
"No, Tre it's not like that." Billie said as he placed his boxers on and tried to catch Tre.
To no avail Billie return back to his apartment.
"Alright, hon. It'll be one hundred bucks this time. And why didn't you tell your friend that you're gay?" Dennis said in a wheezing voice.
"It's more complicated than that Dennis. He's my lover." Billie said as he paid his whore.
"Oh... Jeez, that's bad. Billie I think you should have told him sooner about me." Dennis said.
"There's nothing going on between you and me Dennis. I just used you because you're a whore!" Billie screeched at him.
"Oh we're all a bunch of whores inside Billie. Besides if you would just see..." Dennis began talking drunkly.
"No. Now goodbye Dennis." Billie said as he led Dennis out of his apartment.
'This isn't good. What do I do? Call Mike. He'll know what to do.' Billie thought as he paced around his kitchen.
Ring Ring
"Em? Hello...?" Mike said, annoyed at being called this late at night.
"Mike its me. Have you seen Tre. Cause something happened and I have to know where he is!" Billie literally shouted into the phone.
"Whoa, whoa. Billie slowed down and breath, now tell me why you're calling me in the middle of the night." Mike said as covered up a yawn from the other side of the phone.
Taking a deep breath of air Billie explained what had happened earlier.
"Yikes. Oh Billie why did you have to go and do that?" Mike said sadly.
"I didn't do it to him purposely, its just... I haven't seen him that much and I needed to relieve myself. I just didn't think..." Billie said quietly.
"What? Just didn't think he would find out?" Mike said harshly.
"No... Just..." Billie bit his lip as he choked back a sob.
"Look Billie, we have band practice tomorrow, so we'll probably see him there and you can apologize to him. And sorry for being harsh before." Mike said sympathetically.
"It's okay Mike. See you tomorrow." Billie said as he put his phone down.
'I hope he's there tomorrow." Billie thought as tears poured down his cheeks.
~~~ 2 WEEKS LATER ~~~
'All my fault. This damn thing is my fault.' Billie thought angrily to himself.
It had been two weeks since Tre had burst from the room and neither Mike nor himself had seen him.
Billie looked everywhere for him. At his work, places he used to hang out, and his own apartment.
Billie heard his phone ringing and picked it up, "Hello?" "Oh Mr. Armstrong, a letter just arrived for you." The lady at the desk said.
Billie rushed down the flight of stairs and thanked the lady and headed back to his room.
He tore it open and stared at the note inside. It read something like this:
Dear Billie,
What happens when it 6:05? A broken down man goes to fill his glory. I've always loved to jump. You remember how I jumped off the hotel bed? I'll have fun jumping this time. To see a view we once saw together. Goodbye, Billie.
~ Your beloved drummer, Tre Cool
'NO!' "NO! TRE DON'T!" Billie shouted out loud.
The letter or note, itself was a riddle, but Billie had already figured it out.
He grabbed his jacket and rushed outside towards where he hoped Tre was.
~~~ OLD WAREHOUSE. NOW CLOSED OFF ~~~
'We used to come here and have 'fun'.' Tre thought sadly as he looked at the beautiful scene from on top of the warehouse.
Tre lit some candles and bowed his head; getting onto his knees.
Billie had reached the warehouse and glanced up. He make out Tre on top of the roof.
He ran as fast as he could towards the roof.
Tre finished praying got closer to the edge.
He peered down then closed his eyes.
He was just about to do it when a voice shouted out, "TRE! NO DON'T DO IT!"
Next thing Tre was back on the roof with someone straddling him.
Tre looked up at Billie's face looming over his.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Tre said as he bucked his hips; sending Billie off of him.
He rushed towards the edge again; never minding he was crying.
Billie jumped to his feet and grabbed Tre and pulled him against his chest. He folded his arms around his back.
Tre struggled against his grip, cursing angrily at Billie.
"NO. LET ME GO. BILLIE!" Tre said as he tried to break his grip.
Billie held fast to his friend and finally Tre stopped squirming.
That's when Billie explained to Tre what had really happened.
"So... You really do love me?" Tre said quietly.
"Yes Tre. I do." Billie said while holding Tre in his arms.
"That's a load of crap, Billie!" Tre said as he pushed Billie to the ground and again headed towards the edge.
~~~ END? LEAVE ANYTHING... ~~~
Author: stripesco04_nur
Disclaimer: This is fiction
Pairing: Tre/Billie implied Billie/??
Rating: R
Notes/Summary: Tre finds Billie in bed with another person and runs away. Later he gives a letter/note to Billie telling him he wants to take his own life. Can Billie stop him in time?
Tre walked down the corridor towards his best friend and secretly lover's apartment.
Tre had been busy with his 'new' job and rarely had seen Billie around.
The only person he really saw was Mike. But probably because Mike worked couple of blocks down from him.
As Tre got towards Billie's door he heard moaning coming from within.
Tre stood in shock silence before thinking to himself, 'Come on Cool, don't jump to conclusions. Billie's probably masturbating himself.'
Tre prayed to God that that's what Billie was really doing behind the door.
He placed his palm on the doorknob and twisted it open.
"Oh, yes... Dennis... YES!" Tre heard Billie's moans of delight coming from his bedroom.
He open Billie's bedroom door open and froze at the site before him.
Billie was moaning in delight as some guy - Dennis - was kissing his bare neck as well as thrusting in and out of him.
Tre stood there mouth agape before uttering a choked squeak.
Billie heard the noise and glanced up. "OH SHIT! Tre it's not what it looks like..." Billie started as Dennis withdrawing from him.
"DON'T GIVE ME BULLSHIT, BILLIE! HOW COULD YOU?" Tre shouted as he burst away from the bedroom into the night.
"No, Tre it's not like that." Billie said as he placed his boxers on and tried to catch Tre.
To no avail Billie return back to his apartment.
"Alright, hon. It'll be one hundred bucks this time. And why didn't you tell your friend that you're gay?" Dennis said in a wheezing voice.
"It's more complicated than that Dennis. He's my lover." Billie said as he paid his whore.
"Oh... Jeez, that's bad. Billie I think you should have told him sooner about me." Dennis said.
"There's nothing going on between you and me Dennis. I just used you because you're a whore!" Billie screeched at him.
"Oh we're all a bunch of whores inside Billie. Besides if you would just see..." Dennis began talking drunkly.
"No. Now goodbye Dennis." Billie said as he led Dennis out of his apartment.
'This isn't good. What do I do? Call Mike. He'll know what to do.' Billie thought as he paced around his kitchen.
Ring Ring
"Em? Hello...?" Mike said, annoyed at being called this late at night.
"Mike its me. Have you seen Tre. Cause something happened and I have to know where he is!" Billie literally shouted into the phone.
"Whoa, whoa. Billie slowed down and breath, now tell me why you're calling me in the middle of the night." Mike said as covered up a yawn from the other side of the phone.
Taking a deep breath of air Billie explained what had happened earlier.
"Yikes. Oh Billie why did you have to go and do that?" Mike said sadly.
"I didn't do it to him purposely, its just... I haven't seen him that much and I needed to relieve myself. I just didn't think..." Billie said quietly.
"What? Just didn't think he would find out?" Mike said harshly.
"No... Just..." Billie bit his lip as he choked back a sob.
"Look Billie, we have band practice tomorrow, so we'll probably see him there and you can apologize to him. And sorry for being harsh before." Mike said sympathetically.
"It's okay Mike. See you tomorrow." Billie said as he put his phone down.
'I hope he's there tomorrow." Billie thought as tears poured down his cheeks.
~~~ 2 WEEKS LATER ~~~
'All my fault. This damn thing is my fault.' Billie thought angrily to himself.
It had been two weeks since Tre had burst from the room and neither Mike nor himself had seen him.
Billie looked everywhere for him. At his work, places he used to hang out, and his own apartment.
Billie heard his phone ringing and picked it up, "Hello?" "Oh Mr. Armstrong, a letter just arrived for you." The lady at the desk said.
Billie rushed down the flight of stairs and thanked the lady and headed back to his room.
He tore it open and stared at the note inside. It read something like this:
Dear Billie,
What happens when it 6:05? A broken down man goes to fill his glory. I've always loved to jump. You remember how I jumped off the hotel bed? I'll have fun jumping this time. To see a view we once saw together. Goodbye, Billie.
~ Your beloved drummer, Tre Cool
'NO!' "NO! TRE DON'T!" Billie shouted out loud.
The letter or note, itself was a riddle, but Billie had already figured it out.
He grabbed his jacket and rushed outside towards where he hoped Tre was.
~~~ OLD WAREHOUSE. NOW CLOSED OFF ~~~
'We used to come here and have 'fun'.' Tre thought sadly as he looked at the beautiful scene from on top of the warehouse.
Tre lit some candles and bowed his head; getting onto his knees.
Billie had reached the warehouse and glanced up. He make out Tre on top of the roof.
He ran as fast as he could towards the roof.
Tre finished praying got closer to the edge.
He peered down then closed his eyes.
He was just about to do it when a voice shouted out, "TRE! NO DON'T DO IT!"
Next thing Tre was back on the roof with someone straddling him.
Tre looked up at Billie's face looming over his.
"GET OFF OF ME!" Tre said as he bucked his hips; sending Billie off of him.
He rushed towards the edge again; never minding he was crying.
Billie jumped to his feet and grabbed Tre and pulled him against his chest. He folded his arms around his back.
Tre struggled against his grip, cursing angrily at Billie.
"NO. LET ME GO. BILLIE!" Tre said as he tried to break his grip.
Billie held fast to his friend and finally Tre stopped squirming.
That's when Billie explained to Tre what had really happened.
"So... You really do love me?" Tre said quietly.
"Yes Tre. I do." Billie said while holding Tre in his arms.
"That's a load of crap, Billie!" Tre said as he pushed Billie to the ground and again headed towards the edge.
~~~ END? LEAVE ANYTHING... ~~~