Under Pressure

"How long have you been doing this to yourself Frank?" Ray looked honestly heartbroken.
I didn't want to speak. My throat was stinging. I pulled out my phone from my pocket but i was shaking so badly that typing something as simple as what i wanted to was virtually impossible. After repeatedly having to delete what i had wrote i finally wrote it right. I passed Ray the phone with the word: 'cutting?' typed in a memo.
"Yeah..." Ray replied with a sadness in his voice.
I opened my mouth to answer but before the answer came vomit did. Ah...so thats where the result of the excessive alcohol is...as disgusting as it sounds, the vomit had cleared the sting in my throat.
"Since a-about 10 or 11..." My voice sounded weak. Im weak. A fucking failure. I guess thats why.
"Shit Frank! Why?!" He looked up at me. Probably expected more than the shrug i wanted to respond with.
"When i'm not feeling like total shit and not stupidly depressed, i'll tell you and the rest of the band all at once." I wanted to tell him but i wasn't planning on telling my life story over and over to different people.
"You sure? Where?"
I held up a finger that he would be able to translate as: 'gimme a second. I need to puke up my guts.' And thats exactly what i did but this time a hand went up and down my back while another came around to make sure my hair was out the way. It felt great...like someone loved me...i could laugh at that. Love me?! Who the fuck would love something as pathetic as this.
"Everyones gonna have to know at some point...I'll tell them when we're back on the bus." I decided as i stood up shakily. I was really damn thirsty and i didn't feel like i was going to throw up anymore.
"Thirsty?" Meet Ray Toro (or Torosaurus as i used to call him...). The mind reader.
I nodded and he picked me up, even though i protested with my little energy, and put me down on the sofa in the dressing room. He left momentarily and returned holding a glass of water in one hand and two pills. I looked up at him questioningly.
"Headache tablets, before it kicks in." Damn this guy was good in these situations.
I smiled gratefully and popped the pills with a bit of water to wash them down.

Notes

Ok...so i kinda suck at updating butttttt i've worked on when i'm gonna update and now i should update more regularly...
~GhostWolf