trillie one shots

|he can't breathe|

(the pictures is what they look like in this)

It was about two in the morning, billie and Tre were well into sleep in his bed by now. Tre had moved in with him a month ago. Tre flinched in his sleep, his breath getting wheezy. Tre had bad asthma and even worse anxiety, the two were a troubling mix.

Tre was shoved to the cold hard kitchen tile, hitting his head as he went down. "You're just a worthless little bitch" his step father, Travis spat at him.

Tre let out a pained groan, flinching hard in his sleep.

"Get away from me" he cried, trying to back away, still on the floor. "Where do you think you're going, you little bastard" Travis yelled. He grabbed Tre and yanked him up by his shirt. He slammed him up against the wall. He wrapped his hands around Tre's throat, lifting him up off the ground, and started to squeeze. Tre started to choke and cough, trying to grab his hands and break the grip he had on his neck.

Tre tossed and turned in his sleep, small beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead.

Tre's older sister Lori ran into the kitchen because she heard the screaming and slamming. "Let my brother go you sick mother fucker, he can't breathe" she yelled. Lori tried to pull him off of her brother, he let Tre go but just to turn around and backhand her. He grabbed Tre by the throat again, everything started to go black, just then Lori came up behind Travis and stabbed him in the shoulder with a large fork.

Tre shot upright, sitting straight up in Billie's bed, his body covered in a thin layer of sweat. He couldn't breath, he was gripping his throat gasping for air. Billie was startled awake when Tre sat up in bed. He saw Tre grabbing at his throat, choking and searching for air. "Shit shit shit" he said to himself quickly sitting up and leaning over Tre's lap. He pulled open the nightstand drawer and searched for a second, grabbing Tre's dark red inhaler. He sat in his boyfriend's lap pulling his hands away from his neck. He lifted Tre's head, shook the pump and put the open end of the inhaler in Tre's mouth. He pressed down and released the medicine, pulling it out Tre sucked in a deep breath. He coughed starting to breath again. Billie gave him another shot of the medical air, Tre slowly started to breath again. His boyfriend pulled his face up so he was looking at him. "In" billie held it for a second " and back out" Tre mimicked his breathing.

His breathing finally got back to normal, although he was winded and it felt like there was a fire lit in his throat and lungs. Billie pulled him into a hug rubbing circles on his back, "you really scared me there, Tre" he whispered to Tre. "Did you have the nightmare again baby" he asked already guessing the answer. Tre nodded letting out a pain filled whimper. "C-can you get me some water pl-lease" he croaked, pain still filling his throat. "Of course" billie cooed quickly getting off of Tre and heading to the kitchen. He grabbed a cold bottle of water and hurried back to his bedroom. Tre had laid back down feeling weak from his asthma inducing panic attack. Billie climbing back into his bed with Tre, he opened the bottle and held Tre's head as he drank. The cold water extinguished the burning in his throat.

He laid back down, holding his arms out. Billie wrapped Tre's arms around him and pulled him in so that his boyfriends head was resting on his chest. Tre always liked it that way, he could hear billies heart beat which was strangely relaxing to him. He wrapped his arms tightly around his boyfriend, knowing it comforted him and made him feel safe. Billie played with Tre's hair, eventually soothing him to sleep. He kissed Tre's forehead, "my sweet little drummer boy" he whispered to him. He smiled as he slowly drifted off to sleep, with Tre secure in his arms.