(Jess’s P.O.V)
*14 minutes later*

What the hell just happened? Why am I crying? I got up from Bert’s lap and instantly fell down to the floor. Bert grabbed my arm and set me on the ground slowly. He got up off the couch and sat on the ground with me. I had a pounding headache, man when’s the last time I smoked weed? Freshman, junior year maybe. I got up off the ground and looked around, Bert had fallen asleep within seconds. I made my way out of the bus without managing to trip or fall. I look up at the sky and pulled my phone out of my pocket and read the time. It was 7:26 pm, damn how long was I with Bert? I walked to my brother’s tour bus and walked inside to see all of the guys including Frank. Even Sel and Noah were there. I look at my oldest brother who looked really pissed off.
“What happen?” My voice was a little croaky.
“Why the hell were you smoking marijuana?!” Gerard stands up from the couch and crosses his arms over his chest
“I don’t know, why does it matter?” I say very sternly.
“Really Jessica?! You don’t need to be smoking!” Really Gerard you’re pulling this card? I can play this game too. And I am not afraid to.
“Oh coming from the guy who smoked everyday day of his fucking life!” I was basically yelling at him. I didn’t care who was there. He is not going to be a hypocrite
“Keyword used too. Jessica you’re 19!” Gerard says pointing at me.
“Ok first don’t call me Jessica and second, yes I am 19. Therefor I can do as I please.” He is really pissing me off.
“Just because you’re 19 doesn’t mean you can do what you want without consequences.” Ok he is not my fucking dad.
“Gerard you’re not dad! Just because you’re the oldest doesn’t mean you can be bossy and fucking annoying!” I was now yelling at him.
“Don’t use that kind of language Jessica!” His finger as now pointed sternly at my face. Ok now I am way beyond pissed.
“JUST BECAUSE I SMOKED MARIJUANA DOESN’T MEAN I WILL GROW UP TO BE AN ACHOLOIC AND DRUG ADDICT LIKE YOU!”
After making that statement Gerard’s hand came forcefully in contact with my face. I put my hand up to face and look up at Gerard whose face was full of regret.
Everyone looked at Gerard in utter shock. Tears were now streaming down my face and my cheek hurt so badly. Before anyone could say anything I ran out the door and not to my bus but down the street. Where was I going? I have no idea I just needed to get out if there. I heard my name being called numerous times, but I just kept running. The cold air met my face and the tears dried to my face making my face sting. My long black hair flowing though the wind, I saw and park and ran to it. Nobody was there, nobody at all which was really what I want and needed right now. I sat down on a swing.
I sat down on the swing and of course it starts raining. I love the rain and right now I feel like the weather fits this moment in time. Why did he hit me? I was staring down at my reflection in the dirty puddle water. I kick the puddle making my reflection disappear. Tears escaping my eyes once again. Like I said before I hate crying, it shows that you’re weak.
“Why am I such a fuck up?!” I yell out in frustration. I want to cut so badly right now. I am now craving the pain the little razor blade gives.
“You’re not a fuck up.” I look over at Ray who sits on the swing next to me.
“Then why did Gerard hit me and why did Frank leave me?” My voice is now small and quiet.
“Now that I can’t answer.” He looks over at me with his fro now soaked.
“Ray I love you and all but you don’t have to sit here with me while I complain about my life.” I look at him and he looks back with sad eyes.
“Jess I love you like a little sister and that means I consider you family, well you are family. I don’t want you to have to go through this alone.” He says.
“Ray I am fine, really I am.” I say to him while the rain makes my hair stick to my back.
“Jess I know you’re not-” I cut him off by raising my hand to him.
“Ray I know you care, I just need to think.” He nods at me as he stands up he walks over to me and pulls me into a hug and walks away.
Right now Ray is the only one that gets that I need space. I walk over to a bench that’s under a tree. I pull out my phone and text Miley. And yes, Miley Cyrus I met her at a Starbucks and we became really close friends.
Miley=Miley<3 Me=Me
Me-Hey I was wondering if I could come over me and Gee got into a fight
Miley<3-Oh boo I am sorry, yes you can come. Maybe we can hit up a club how about that?
Me-I would love to but I am soaking wet from the rain
Miley<3-Boo I have something you can wear k? Get yo ass here now =D
Me=Thanks boo I am on my way.
I put my phone back in my pocket and start walking to Miley’s. I am not telling anyone where I am going, I just need my space from them. I know Noah and Sel are there, I will text Noah or Sel in a bit.
*Miley’s house*
I walk in the house and go straight to Miley’s room. She gets up from her bed and hugs me.
“I am here for you.” Miley says into my ear.
“Thanks boo.” She smiles at me and pulls me into her closet and starts handing me things to try on.
After finding the perfect clubbing outfits, we do each other’s hair and makeup. I stand in front of the mirror looking at someone who doesn’t look like me at all. I see now why I don’t wear hardly any makeup. I step out of the bathroom and look at Miley who was waiting for me. She looks at me and smiles.
“Boo you look hot.” I smile and look down at my shoes.
“Not too bad yourself.” I say winking at her. And no, were not lesbians we just joke around.
(http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_52/set?id=98061504) (pic.twitter.com/lXihDiAWrK).
Miley and I head to club and we walk inside and go straight to the bar. I order a shot of vodka and have maybe 3 or 4. All I know is that after that Miley and I were wasted and grinding on each other. All of a sudden Miley comes close to my ear.
“Jess I see your brothers and the rest of guys coming to us.” I look over and see none other than My Chemical Romance walking towards me.

(Gerard’s P.O.V)

“JUST BECAUSE I SMOKED MARIJUANA DOESN’T MEAN I WILL GROW UP TO BE AN ACHOLOIC AND DRUG ADDICT LIKE YOU!” Jess yelled at me.
Next thing I know is that my hand came in contact with my baby sister’s face. I look at her as tears flow down her face and her hand holds the part of her face that I just hit. She looks at me one last time and bolts out the door before anyone could say anything else. I run after her and shout at her to come back. Everyone else runs out of the bus as well, Frank comes up to me and pushes me down.
“Why the fuck did you hit her?!” He leaps onto me and starts punching me. I try holding him back but I didn’t know he was this strong. Ray and Bob come and pull him off and Frank just walks to the bus and slams the door.
“We have to find her it’s 8:00 at night and were in the middle of fucking L.A she could get kidnapped!” I start to panic.
“Gerard calm down I will go find her.” Rays says as he runs down the street shouting Jessica’s name.
*30 minutes later*
Ray comes back but Jessica is not with him and I start to panic again.
“Did you find her!? Is she dead?! Did she get kidnapped?!” I start yelling questions out at Ray.
“Gerard calm the fuck down I found her she just needs some time to think.” Ray tells me and he sits down by Frank who has been giving me the death glare since what happen today.
“Well where is she?” I ask Ray.
“Gerard she needs her space right now.” I nod at Ray and I go to lay down in my bunk. After about 3 hours later I start to get really worried. I get up from my bunk and walk into the kitchen/living room area.
“We have to go find Jess.” Everyone nods and stands up.
We walk outside and start walking down the street where Jess ran down earlier. We go to the park where Ray found her but she’s not there. I run my hands through my out of frustration and look all around the park. I then I remember something that would have been helpful when we came looking for her. I pull out my phone and click on find my iPhone app.
“Watcha doing Gerard?” Ray asks me.
“I have this app on my phone where you can type in the number to an iPhone and you can find it and see where it is.” I type in Jess’s number and the address pops up.
“Oh shit.” I say looking at the address.
“What is it?” Mikey asks as he walks over and looks at my phone as well.
“We have to go get her now.” Mikey says as he gets directions to where she is.
“Where is she?” Ray and Bob ask.
“The Vault Night Club.” I say looking at the picture of the club that has appeared on my phone screen.
“Let’s go guys.” I say as I start off into the direction I need to go to get my little sister back safely.
We arrive at the Vault within 20 minutes, we walk up to the door and the bouncer lets us in without hesitation. I look over at the guys while I scan the whole club for Jessica. I look over at one section of the club to find Jessica, my little sister grinding on Miley with a cup of beer in one of her hands. I just look at her for a brief moment and notice her outfit, I thought her outfit the other day was bad. This one was worse, she had barley any clothes on and she looked 25 and nothing like my 19 year old baby sister. Miley looks over at the guys and us gets wide eyed and whispers something into Jess’s ear. Jessica looks over at us and she just looks at us, she looks around as desperation to get away but the club is too crowded. I walk to her quickening my pace. I get up to her and grab her arm with gentle force and pull her out of the club. She looks at me with and there is no spark in her eyes. They are not the forest green that always light up when she is happy, they are grey and lifeless. What happen to Mikey and I’s little sister? Jessica pulls her arm out of my grip and starts running, but trips and falls over nothing. Literally nothing, I think it’s because of those monsters of high heels on her feet and also because she might be drunk. She always hated wearing those kinds of shoes, if it has a heel over 3 inches don’t even bother asking her. I walk over to her bend down to her level and slipped of her shoes and hand them to Mikey. I try picking her up off the ground but she refuses my help.
“Jessica let me help you up.” I say in a calm tone.
“N-n-o-no.” Her words are slurred and with that I know she has been drinking.
“Jess how did you get alcohol?” I say looking at her.
“I-uh-uh didn’t mean too.” Her voice was quiet and she started crying into her hands. At this point I had no clue what to do, so I had Bob pick her up and carry her back to her bus.
Once we got back to the buses Bob carried Jess to hers to put her in bed. I followed Bob into the bus and I said thank you because he had to carry my drunk sister 3 miles. I sat down on the end of Jess’s bed and she was looking around really confused.
“Where’s Spoons and Sel?” She looks at me as if she was going to cry again.
“We had to take them back to the hotel because you decided to out drinking. Jessica you will see them in the morning, but get some rest because tomorrow you and I will be having a long discussion.” I stood up and she nodded yes to me and fell quickly asleep. I don’t know what’s going on with her but I intend to find out.

Notes

Okay, okay before any of you ay anything, I know yes Miley Cyrus. I couldn't think of anyone else and it seems like she would know where to get alcohol. Anyways hope you enjoy the story =)
-toxicfuture