My Boyfriend Billie

Finding Tre

Billie's POV

"We need to find Tre!!" I yell at Mike and Jason. I'm so worried about Tre I don't realize I'm yelling.
"Dude calm down we'll find him ok?" Mike said trying to calm me down.
"Oh yeah? And how sure are you about that?" He was silent for a while.
"Exactly!"
"It's Tre you know we'll find him. Do you know why he left?" Jason asked.
"No! I still don't know why! We have songs to record and he's not here! It's all over the news and you just know it will trigger me!"
"No it won't Billie! Just calm down!" Mike yelled.
"No!! Stop telling me to calm down cause obviously I can't fucking calm down!!"
"Tracked his phone!!" Jason screams from the other room. I was too busy talking to Mike I didn't realize Jason left to go on my laptop.
"What? How?" I asked confused.
"Well a lot of time passed so I decided to track his phone again just in case."
"Well then where the hell is he!?" Mike and I ask at the same time.
"At and airport not too far from here."
I grab my keys and we all pile into my car. We pull up to the airport and all 3 of us bolt inside. I'm looking for Tre frantically.
"Billie!"
I hear my name be called I turn and see Mike waving me over.
"Jason! I found him!"
Jason and I dart over to where Mike is standing. There he is. Tre. Just standing there with one suitcase in hand. I was confused. 'Why would he leave?' I ask myself. But then I realize something I never thought I'd see.
"Are you sure that's Tre, Mike?"
"Of course! I think I know what he looks like from behind."
Jason and I look at him with a raised eyebrow.
"Okay that came out wrong."
"Apparently" Jason said with a chuckle.
"No Mike seriously that can't be Tre."
"Billie stop denying it! It IS Tre I know for sure."
"Fine! Then take a good look at "Tre""
Mike and Jason both look at the so-called "Tre".
"His hair is styled just like Tre's. I understand your confusion. But our real Tre holds drum sticks all the fucking time. Where are his drumsticks?"
"Maybe he put it in his suitcase?" Jason says.
"Jason you know Tre never leaves his drumsticks out of his sight."
'Tre' turns around and Mike was right. It is Tre.
"See! I told you it was him!" Mike says.
"Mike, since that is really Tre, what the hell is wrong with him then? No drumsticks, and one piece of luggage. What the hell is wrong?
"Guys I can't let him just leave. He's leaving the band and ME!" Tears swell up in my eyes. I start running over to Tre to only be stopped by security.
"Sorry sir you can't pass through here without a ticket."
"Come on please! I just need to talk to somebody."
"I'm sorry sir but you can't! Please step back!"
"Fuck you!" I mutter under my breath. I walk passed Mike and Jason and I get into the drivers seat. They both follow and get in also. I drive to my house, it was awkward the whole way cause it was just silent. I was too caught up in my thoughts to focus on anything else. Mike and Jason offer to stay but I really just wanted to be alone. And I was. I had not Tre. Not even a piece of him. I couldn't hear his sweet cute voice because he wouldn't call me back. I blame myself. I proved it to Tre that I loved him and I ruined it! He ran off and is probably going to quit the band and then there goes my career. I don't know what else to do. I just want my Tre.