Frank’s Point of view

It was just coming up to 1 a.m. and I was freaking out. Gerard hadn’t picked up his phone once, and Jeph couldn’t reach Bert either. Where the fuck were they? The rest of the Used were waiting in the hotel lobby, and they would let us know if there were any signs of them.
Mikey, Ray and I were searching the streets in the pouring rain, but there were no signs of them anywhere.
Mikey looked like he was going to cry, probably I did too. If anything happens to him I don’t know what I would do...
We walked past a small 24 hour shop and Ray thought it would be a good idea to see if the owner had seen anything. To be honest for the last hour Ray has been leading the search while dragging two sullen guys behind him. We went inside.
Mikey hadn’t spoken in hours.
‘Excuse me, sir? Have you seen two guys this evening one has red hair, and the other has long black hair, about yay tall...’ he motioned with his hand.
The shop owner’s eyes widened. ‘Oh god them?’ the owner sighed. ‘They nearly trashed my shop... about an hour ago.’
Mikey’s head jerked up.
‘Do you know which way they went?’ I asked.
The shop owner pointed down the road, and I started running in that direction. Mikey and Ray followed.
A few minutes later the sight that caught my eyes made me choke on my own breath.
‘GERARD!’ I screamed.
I knelt down next to them, and attempted to take their pulses.
‘CALL AN AMBULANCE!’ I shouted.
I tried shaking Gerard. But he wasn’t waking up. He wasn’t moving, and I couldn’t even tell if he was breathing. ‘WHAT’S WRONG WITH THEM?’ Mikey shouted.
‘I don’t know man, they stink of booze.’ said Ray as he picked up a half empty bottle from Bert.

Ray was dealing with Bert and I could hear Mikey stuttering on the phone. He then called the rest of The Used and told them where we were. I was frozen in shock.
‘We need to put them in the recovery position.’ Stated Ray, he was composed and calm on the outside although his eyes were showing signs that they were seconds away from crying.
He was doing better than me I guess, I was bawling my eyes out.
‘First take everything out of the pockets in case there’s anything sharp,’
I did as I was told. My head was spinning. I reached into his jacket pocket and found his pills from the doctor.
‘MIKEY?!’ I shouted. How could Mikey let this happen?Half of the pills were gone, I started to freak out. The bottle said you were only supposed to take one in a 24 hour period...
Mikey came over and knelt next to his brother.
I thrust the pill into his chest. ‘How could you let him take these,’ I spat with as much venom as I could. Mikey eyes widened, and hysterics took over his body, he was shaking.
‘I... I... I don’t know,’ was all he could say.
I was about to carry on searching Gerard’s pockets when I heard Ray say ‘Uh Oh.’ He wiped a tear from his eye.
‘Spit it out Toro.’ I said.
He held up a little black straw and a plastic sachet with little white grains inside.
I found the same on Gerard. Fuck.
Gee why would you do this?
That’s when the ambulance came.
Ray gave them all the information we knew. They loaded them into the ambulance as fast as they could, and drove off sirens blazing.
I sat on the pavement. Unmoving. I had forgotten how to move. I just cared about him so much. It hurt me to see him hurt. But what hurt the most was the fact that I couldn’t help him. There was nothing I could do. He wasn’t letting anyone in.
I just hope he wakes up.
I grabbed the bottle Gerard and Bert had been drinking and took a couple swigs.
‘RAY I NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL,’ screamed Mikey.
‘YOU THINK I DONT KNOW THAT? THE USED WILL BE HERE IN A COUPLE MINUTES. WITH A CAR, WHICH WILL TAKE US TO THE HOSPITAL.’ Ray shouted.
And he was right.
Ray dragged me up, and we squeezed into the car. Mikey was silent. In fact all of us were apart from Ray who was filling them in. When he mentioned the drugs the whole car sighed. I took a few more swigs from the bottle.
It was nearly all gone, and I was starting to feel a little lightheaded. I didn’t care though.
‘Hey, you want to slow down a little there?’ said Quinn (from the used).
‘Not particularly, no,’ I replied and downed the rest of the bottle.
We pulled up the hospital seconds after.
Everyone jumped out the car. When it was my turn to get out I fell flat on my face onto the empty vodka bottle. I found it fucking hilarious.
I felt someone with rough hands grab me by the back of my shirt and haul me up.
‘Way to fucking go Frank,’ shouted Mikey.I just noticed how funny he looked when he was mad. I started laughing again. I don't know why he was mad anyway... I'm not even drunk...
well I'm not THAT drunk...
Everyone started to walking towards the entrance to the hospital.
Then I felt something pour down my face. I put my hand on it, and looked at my hand. It was red.
I stopped laughing and just stood there.
I was confused.
‘Ah shit Frank,’ said Dan (from the used). He turned round and dragged me to the hospital. ‘You got yourself good, didn’t you?’
‘hahahaha yeaah. Got myself gooood,’ I laughed.
My head was really starting to fucking hurt.