Gone

Flashbacks

*Mike P.O.V*

Billie was aloud to go home the same night, so we all went back home and sat around the living room.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Tré asked into the silence.

"Nah. I don't ever want to re-live that." Billie shuddered.

"Okay. Should we try get some sleep?" Tré asked, and we all nodded. "I'll be up in a while." I said.

"Me too, I wanna think for a while." Billie said. Tré nodded and hugged me, pecking my lips.

"Night Mikey." I laughed as he did the same to Billie and went upstairs.

Billie lay his head in my lap and closed his eyes, and I stroked his hair softly. I noticed his breathing slowing down and shook him.

"Beej don't fall asleep down here. Let's get you to bed." I said softly. He nodded and we stood up, going up the stairs.

We stood in the hallway outside of our rooms, just looking at each other.

"Night Mikey. Love ya." Billie said, pecking me on the lips quickly and then hugging me.

"Night Beej." I smiled, holding him a littler tighter than I normally would. I was so happy he was back.

When we finally let go of each other, we went into our separate rooms and I collapsed on the bed, taking my shirt off and changing into sweatpants. I pulled the covers over me and closed my eyes, hoping for sleep.

I woke up to a large bang, followed by another. I checked the time on my phone. 7am. I had been asleep an hour. I heard another bang and some shuffling around.

It was coming from Billie's room.

I jumped up and got to his door, swinging it open and preparing for the worst.

Billie was tucked up safely in bed, but he was all sweaty and twisting and turning. I frowned and watched him for a while, and then he started screaming.

I ran over and grabbed him, shaking him carefully to wake him.

"No! Get off!" He screamed, obviously still asleep and dreaming.

"Billie!" I tried, shaking him again. He opened his eyes and punched me right in the nose. I groaned in pain and shook him again. He sat up and stopped screaming, now awake, but breathing funny.

"C-can't b-breathe." He choked. I groaned again and sat next to him, ignoring the stabbing pain in my nose as I wrapped an arm around him.

"You're alright. It was just a dream, I'm here. You're okay." I said as I rubbed circles on his back. He calmed down and then looked at me properly.

"H-hey, you're bleeding!" He said, pointing to my nose.

"Yeah I know, Punchy." I said, unwrapping my arm from around him and cupping my nose with my hand.

"I- I did that?'' He said.

"Yeah.''

"I- I'm so sorry, c'mere." He said, pulling me to the bathroom. He cleaned me up and then sighed.

"I'm going back to bed for a few hours, okay?" He said.

"Okay." We went to our separate rooms once again and after a while I heard him snoring softly.

I simply laid awake until I heard Tré getting up and going downstairs at around 10am. I pulled a too big t shirt on and followed him.