Gerard's POV

I stumbled through the night, turning corners made me feel dizzy. I had no idea where I was going. I just knew it wouldn't be home, at least not tonight. I stumbled around a corner and smacked into someone.

"Ueeegh.." I muttered trying to focus on who it was.
"Woaah easy there!" the figure said, I realised it was a boy.
I scrambled up to my feet and took a swig of vodka, the liquid burning my throat. I spluttered trying to contain what was in my stomach.
"Give me that bottle." The boy said. I groaned taking a few more drinks out of the bottle then handed it to the boy, empty.
"So selfish." he muttered
"You don't know the half of it." I yelled and carried on stumbling through out the streets.


-Trigger warning-


As morning came and more bottles were emptied, I felt my legs weaken and my body heavy. I sank to the hard ground below me crying. I tried to stand back up but it was no use. I coughed and spluttered, maybe this time it was enough to kill myself. I closed my eyes and downed one last bottle of straight vodka and passed ouy

Notes

First MCR Fanfic I've wrote, so hope you guys enjoy!
Sorry it was so short!


- There will be no self harming just depression and alcohol problems.
- There will be talk of suicide.
- If there is I will warn you before it happens.