5 days of rock bottomness

Gerard's POV

The voice compelling me to, I walked down the street, looking for a convenience store that would be open at 4 in the morning. I spotted one on the corner about 2 blocks away from the stadium parking lot. Walking into the store, I went to the back to find where they kept the alcohol. Besides the clerk, I was the only one in the store. I placed the liquor on the counter and asked for a pack of cigarettes. Exiting the tiny store I opened a beer bottle and started drinking. I had been too long without it. I managed to make it back to the parking lot without falling over into the bushes on the side of the sidewalk. I sat down at a park bench with my remaining beer bottles and pulled out my phone, fission blurry, It took me several tries to find Brian's contact. I hit the call button and waited for him to pick up.


Brian's POV

I was jolted out of sleep by my cell phone ringing next to my ear. These days I kept it close so that Gerard could reach me when ever he called. I fumbled around in the dark until my hand closed around it.
"Hello?" I asked into the phone. I could hear him giggling like an idiot on the other side of the line.
"Hi Brian! I am feeling great now. Maybe we were wrong, nothing is wrong with me!" more giggling. I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something had gone wrong. Why did he go back!? He was doing so well and it actually seemed like he wanted to get better. God Dammit!
"Gerard, I want you to be honest with me. Are you drunk?"
"No,no. I only had like..." I hear him counting in the distance. "I only had like 5 Brian."
"I think your drunk Gerard. I thought you wanted to get better!"
"I'm not drunk Brian, I don't have a problem! Look, I'm putting it down now! See that wasn't hard! Don't fix something that isn't broken!"
"But you are broken Gerard. Why did you get drunk again? I thought you wanted to get better for Mikey and the others!" I was trying to guilt him into stopping.
"I'm not drunk and I don't have a problem." He does have a problem and it seems it's a lot worse than I originally thought. What is making him deny it? I had to make a decision here. I need to show him that if he keeps drinking and what ever else is doing, he is going to lose my support.
"Alright Gerard, If your going to be doing this, I'm not going to help you anymore. I'm going to hang up but I want you to think about the effects this is going to have on your band."
"But I feel great Brian! I don't understand why this is bad for the band!"
"Good Bye Gerard. I will talk to you when you are sober." And I hung up. God Dammit! Why does it have to be like this?!
I pull up Ray's contact in my phone and shoot him a text. "He just called me again. He is drunk off his ass! What happened? I couldn't get anything out of him." If he doesn't get the text now he will when he wakes up.

Gerard's POV

What was Brian's problem?! I don't have a problem! "That's right Gerard, you are fine! Brian needs to Fuck off." Yeah, you're right Brian needs to leave me alone.
I feel dizzy but I get up and walk to the tour bus. I make it to the door before falling over and puking on the ground. Why am I puking? Nothing is wrong with me! The world goes black and the last feeling I have is of pain as my face hits the concrete.

Notes

Short Chapter! I have all the chapters planned out and there wasn't much to put in this one. Hope you liked it anyway!