*Frank's POV*

I looked at Gee with my mouth wide. Oh my god, I can’t believe I just said that..

“..No…I..”I stammered, I looked at him shocked.

“I know,” he whimpered. I watched him dash away and grab the first bottle he came to. Even from here I could tell what he grabbed just by the color of it. Absinthe. Oh fuck, I thought to myself. The last time he drank that shit; he passed out and missed two shows. I watched him run into the bathroom door and slam it shut. I was frozen in place for a few minutes until I got myself moving again; running to the bathroom. The same one Gerard in is.

I stood on the outside of the door, with my ear pressed to it. I could hear him sobbing.

“Gerard!” I yelled and knocked on the door. He didn’t answer but I could hear his sobbing getting louder. I pounded on the door again and slid down it. From the way he was acting, and crying. I knew something was going to happen. And judging by his old habits…it had something to do with a bottle and cutting. I didn’t want to call Mikey…not yet. I knew that he would worry about him, and I didn’t want him to worry about him now.

I pounded at the door again and shouted, “Gerard open the fucking door!” I didn't hear any answer, but I thought I heard a barely audible voice whispering…”I’m sorry Frankie…” and then nothing. I held my breath hoping to god he would say something again, but he didn’t. All was quiet. I was panicking but this time...I didn’t know what to do. I needed Mikey. I dug my phone out of my pocket and dialed Mikey’s number.

“Hello?” He mumbled slightly.

“Mikey..” I breathed. I heard him pause.

“Frank? What’s wrong?” He asked concerned, I was biting back a sob. I didn’t want to break down.

"I..he…is…” I couldn’t take it anymore and I let out a small sob.

“Frank?” Mikey asked a little more urgently.

“I…Gee…he’s in the bathroom…he has absinthe.” I sobbed harder. This was all my fucking fault. I heard Mikey breathe in sharply.

“I’ll be there in 5.” He hung up and I slid down the floor crying in my hands, waiting for Mikey to show up.

Notes

So sorry for not updating. I've been having a couple bad nights lately. Sorry it's short too. And rushed, i had to take a shower.

How are we doing? Are we doing okay? Horrible? We should stop right now?
~Idiot