Behind Amber Eyes

Party

Party was exhausted once the four of them reached the radio station. It had been a long day for everyone, and Party wanted to sleep more than anything in the world.

The got out of the car, and slowly and painfully, made their way inside the radio station. Pony zoomed around a corner and stopped right in front of them.

"You're back so soon. I thought you were stopping somewhere on the way," he wheezed.

"There is nothing on the way," yawned Party, "now can I go to my room?" Party tried pushing past Pony, but the black haired man refused to let them past.

"Whoa, why don't you guys sit down on the couch and talk about how you encountered the dracs."

Party looked around at the other three. They looked just a confused as he was.

"Suuuure," said Party as he made his way to the couch. Ghoul and Jet sat next to him.

"I need to go lay down," whined Kobra. Pony helped him stand up properly and led him to his room.

"Poor Kobra," said Ghoul, " he looks so much like a drunk bastard. It's sad, really."

"Shut up, Ghoul, " snapped Party. "He banged his head pretty hard. We're lucky he's not comatose."

Ghoul rolled his eyes at Party. "It was funny though. Admit it."

Party elbowed Ghoul in the ribs. Ghoul responded by stepping on his foot. The two got into s playful fight, nudging and slapping each other.

"Whoa, guys, calm down," said Pony, returning from Kobra's room. Ghoul and Party stopped fighting and looked at him.

"We got the supplies. They're in the trunk," said Jet.

"Good. Can you bring them in?"

"Sure thing," said Jet, standing up. He left the room, leaving Pony, Ghoul, and Party alone.

"Ghoul," started Pony," I need to tell something to Party. Do you mind checking on Dr. D?"

He nodded and got up. It was just Pony and Party.

"What is it?" Asked Party, his voice shaking ever-so-slightly.

Pony sighed. "It's Kobra." Party's eyes widened. He hoped his brother was okay. He couldn't even imagine life without him.

"What about Kobra?"

"His head injury is severe. It is definitely a concussion, but he could easily have amnesia."

Party's face went blank. It was his fault that Kobra was in the condition he was in. If only he was a better brother, If only he kept him safe...

"Party?" Asked Pony, snapping him out of his trance.

"He'll be okay, right?" Asked Party nervously. Pony looked down at his hands.

"Yes. He will get better, but he won't be the same."

"What do you mean?" Snapped Party. "Do you mean he won't really be my brother?"

"Not at all. He'll just have a hard time focusing and remembering certain things. But he will be okay again. He will be the same old Kobra. I promise."

Party nodded his head and swallowed. If only he a been a better brother.

"I need a smoke," said Party, reaching for a cigarette in his pocket. He lit it and took a long breath in. The smoke burned his lungs as he breathed out. The smoke clouded his vision for a second, then it cleared as he breathed the cigarette. He went for another puff, but he dropped his cigarette when he heard the rattling cry of Kobra crying.

"Pony!" Yelled a voice from down the hall. It wasn't anyone he recognized. It sounded foreign.

The two of them ran down the hall, including Ghoul who bolted out of the broadcasting room. Pony got there first, whispering something to the black haired girl. She nodded then looked straight at Party. He tried to call out but she was already out the back door. He followed her, but he was too late. She was gone, and Party couldn't catch up to her.
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Kobra

Kobra woke up with a throbbing pain in his head. He looked over to see Party drawing. There was a half empty bottle of vodka on the table next to him

"Where is she?" Kobra whispered. Party didn't respond. He just took a long swig from the vodka bottle. "Where is she?" Kobra raised his voice a little. Still no answer. "Damnit, Party! I said where is she!" Party jumped, dropping his drawing.

"Shiiiit, Kid, I didn't hear you," Party slurred. He was drunk, very drunk. Kobra could smell his vodka breath from all the way across the room.

"Are you deaf? I asked where she was. The girl."

Party frowned. "Black hair?" Kobra nodded. "She left after you cried your eyes out. You missed out on your chance, Kid. She was a baaaaabe."

"She was Lana."

"Lana whoooo?"

"Lana Johnson."

Party laughed. "Lana Johnson was ghosted a looooong time ago. The dracs go her right in front of our eyes, remember?"

Kobra remembered. Barely. He was only ten, and he saw her bleed out on her lawn. She was younger than him, and the dracs killed her. She was innocent, but he wasn't allowed to speak up - he knew better.

"We were probably imagining her. Do you wanna sip?" Party held out the vodka bottle to Kobra. Kobra grabbed it and slammed it on the ground.

"Nooooooo! You idiot! You just spilled it!" Yelled Party.

"You're drunk, Party. You can't do this again."

"But I couldn't save you!" Yelled Party. "You're never going to be the same EVER and it's all MY FAULT!" Party bawled. Kobra hated seeing his brother cry, especially when he was drunk.

"What are you talking about?" Kobra asked.

"Your brain is all messed up because of ME! You're going to be all crazy all the time, and I don't want to see that! It's all too much, too much." Party bent over and grabbed a shard of glass of the floor.

"Don't do it, Party," warned Kobra. "Please, Party, don't do this to yourself." Party just looked down at his blank wrist. He slashed it with the glass.

"Stop it, Party, STOP!" Screamed Kobra. Party didn't stop until Jet, Pony, and Ghoul ran in. They held down Party and took away the glass. His wrist was bleeding hard. Kobra began to cry, rolling himself into a ball.

"Stop it, Party, stop," he repeated to himself as the scene around him blurred and all he could hear were his thoughts.

Notes

Now we know why Kobra was acting so weird, and Party has slipped back into old habits. Do you think Harley knew about that name before she claimed it? Btw I don't think it is ever the answer to self harm. Love yourself because you are beautiful. Tell me in the comments and tell me your fave MCR era.