You Won't Fuck My Friends

The following few days consisted of much of the following; me being tired, me being short-tempered, me being irritable, and me being sober. We hadn't been out at any parties or anything so I hadn't had the chance to take any drugs or drink. A couple of nights ago, Bert and Frank had sat up late talking and drinking a few cans of beer, but nowhere near enough to get hammered. I'd politely excused myself to go to bed early, I hadn't wanted to stay up with Bert if Frank was there.
I was really pissed off at Frank, he'd been ignoring me recently and that bothered me. Occasionally he'd speak curtly to me when I was being whiney and selfish, and that bothered me too.
I couldn't describe what my problem with him was, but I couldn't stand being with him.
It had been five days since the party, five days since I'd drunk anything, when Bert came out with the news.
I'd been sitting at the breakfast table, dressed and showered with my hair still damp as I scowled into my weetabix, when Bert came through in his dressing gown, holding a cafetiere of coffee and set it on the table. Frank was behind him, also in his dressing gown and looking reasonably contented.
"Gee!" Bert exclaimed when he saw me, I raised my gaze to him, "Why're you always up so early these days man? Whenever I wake up you're gone!"
Frank ignored me.
"I go to sleep early." I replied simply, then added with a smile, "Good morning!"
"Morning!" Bert laughed, "Anyway, I've got news."
"Go on." I spooned the cardboard-like substance into my mouth and grimaced.
"Taylor's invited us out tonight, it's Andy's birthday and she's organised a surprise party. It's gonna be different though, like it's at the new club downtown and we get the whole place to ourselves."
"Ooh, rad, which club is it?" I asked, my eyes lighting up. I could really do with a good night out.
"It's called Trixxa and it's a trashy techno music place," Bert replied, "y'know one of the ones where they play that electronic music that all sounds the same and you dance yourself into a trance, losing track of it all?"
"Oh," I had never listened to any techno music in my life and I was genuinely interested, "sounds cool, we are going right?"
"Yeah, definitely!" Bert grinned, "Taylor said we don't need to bring presents, just that we'll get alcohol there and if we want any pills then just take them along but not to let the staff see!"
"Yes!" I half-shouted and Bert laughed at me, "Does Frank want to come too?"
I directed the question at Bert rather than ask Frank myself.
Frank answered though, "Yeah, of course man!"
I sighed, with a smile though, as they sat down at the table with me and got themselves food, Bert poured me coffee and I smiled gratefully at him.
To be honest I was much more excited for this party than I was letting on, I hadn't been out the house in five days and I was getting pretty fed up with myself. I figured that going out and getting absolutely high and wasted would be just what I needed to funnel out the anger that had been building up inside of me.
Later on in the day I was emptying drawers, trying to find clothes to wear, when Frank stuck his head around the door.
"Bert said I should ask you if I could borrow some of your clothes," he said awkwardly, slipping into the room and shutting the door.
I raised my eyebrows as I looked at the clothes then turned to him and smiled sweetly, "Sure, we have clothes here."
Too sweetly in fact.
"Thanks." Frank mumbled quietly as he knelt down beside me and rifled through the things I'd scattered across the floor.
I found myself some of Bert's jeans, he was a little bigger than me so the jeans were a bit baggy but I didn't mind, I wanted to wear my 'bulletproof vest' but I needed something to wear underneath it so I kept looking.
"Who do you have girls clothes?" Frank asked me, holding a long sleeved red top as I stood up.
"Because I wear girls clothes sometimes." I hissed, snatching the shirt from him and blushing.
"Why?" Frank laughed, I didn't know if he was making fun of me or not.
"Because I want to." I replied shortly, then added "Take whatever." before stalking off to get changed.
The party was out of this world, we'd arrived shortly after 7 and Taylor had greeted us. She was wearing a black leather mini dress with fishnets and buckles around her thighs, she looked totally amazing.
Bert immediately walked over to Pete and punched his shoulder, Pete turned around and gave Bert a quick kiss whilst Patrick howled with laughter. I laughed as Pete grinned around at everyone.
"I like your dress." I smiled as I brushed past Taylor.
She laughed and handed me a can of beer, "you brought any drugs?"
"Bert's got pills." I said as I popped the top off my drink and downed it.
"Cool." She grinned at me, then slipped off after Bert.
There was already a few people there but more and more people arrived as time went on and soon enough the venue was filled. The whole place seemed to be themed blue, with eerie blue lights hanging from the ceiling and attached to the walls. There was a dance floor which had flashing tile lights on it that changed with the pressure from people's feet, there were flashing lights of all colours above it and the whole place seemed to light up with a pulse.
The music they played wasn't the kind I'd choose to listen to, but it was great for dancing to. It had electronic pulses and variations to it that made me confused and question whether we'd heard that song before.
There were bars around the edge of the dance floor, all with the same blue light, that provided us with shots and beer, all of it already paid for. I found Frank sitting at a small high table at one of them and I stopped, siting myself down opposite him to have a couple of rounds.
The excitement of the party made me forget how angry I was at Frank and we giggled and drank together, I stopped only to accept a pill from Bert when he passed.
Once the drugs set in, everything got ten times better.
The lights flashed and the music buzzed and thumped, I grinned at Frank with wide eyes.
Frank laughed at me as I laid my head on the table, still grinning up at him.
"Your pupils are massive, Gerard, oh my fuck!" He laughed and pushed my forehead to make me sit up.
I could feel my body vibrating with the music and the liquid in the glasses in the table quivered in time.
"Lets go dance!" Frank giggled and grabbed my hand, pulling me towards the floor as I started giggling too.
The alcohol and drugs messed up my head and I completely forgot about how pissed off I was at Frank, we'd ended up in the middle of the floor with people crowded around us on both sides.
"Dance, dance, man!" I giggled and Frank stared at me with drunken eyes.
We began dancing and Frank kept a tight hold of my hand.
It was amazing, I got myself into a complete trance and when we stumbled back towards a bar we could have been dancing for hours or minutes, I had no clue. Every time someone offered me alcohol, I gladly accepted it. Before long my vision was blurry and I couldn't properly stand, but I felt brilliant.
Frank and I danced more, everybody pressed in on us but we kept going, the music was crazy and I felt high. All my pent up emotions of the past few days were being released and I felt beyond amazing, my life was great.
I wanted to find Bert to tell him how much I loved him, to thank him for existing and to kiss him.
But I couldn't see him in the mass of bodies and flashing lights.
Instead, I cupped Frank's face in my hands and kissed him on each cheek.
"I love you." I giggled as I let go of him.
Frank grabbed me, kissed me quickly on my lips and we kept dancing.
I lost Frank at some point later on in the night but I didn't let that stop me, I carried on dancing and drinking, having nonsense conversations with those around me. I accepted a pill from someone to my left and that inspired me to dance faster.
My head pounded and I reeled about, staggering to and fro as I moved with the people around me.
This was living at the highest possible quality and I was loving it.
Bert caught up with me later.
I was leaning over a toilet throwing my guts up when I felt a touch on the black of my neck. He held my hair out of my face as I vomited and rubbed circles on my back. He handed me mouth wash once I'd finished and I swallowed a mouthful, leaning back against the wall.
Bert sat back beside me, stroking the hair back from my forehead and smiling at me.

Notes

Hiya guys! I was planning to update sooner, I'd had the chapter written and all but I didn't have a chance to post it! I had an exam earlier this week also so that wasn't helpful! I've also started going to the gym (idek what's wrong with me) if anyone's interested xD
Anyways, I hope this chapter is alright and I'll have the next one up soon :)