Hurt Me More

Gerard's pov
I giggled as I felt the weed begin to kick in, my head turning fuzzy and my body relaxing. Andy and Ronnie were taking long drags of their joints as well as we sat in Ronnie's bedroom. His parents were gone for the weekend so this was the perfect thing to do to pass the time.

"Come on, Gerard, I know you have the good stuff with you." Andy chuckled as I flipped him off and slowly got up. Getting my bag and taking the bottle of vodka I stole for my foster parents house out.

"Hell yeah!" Ronnie cheered as I opened the cap and took a swig. The clear liquid burning my throats before settling in my stomach. My body filling with warmth after as I handed the bottle to Andy who took a swig and then gave it to Ronnie.

"Fuck man, this is just what I needed." I sighed as I settled down on the couch next to Andy. They nodded in agreement as we started smoking and drinking again.

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I stumbled to the bathroom, throwing up everything that was in my stomach. My head hurt like hell and my eyes burned. Sitting on the cold tile floor I throw up a few more times before stumbling back to Ronnie's room. Andy was asleep on the couch and Ronnie was hanging off his bed with the empty bottle of vodka in his hand.

I kicked Andy in the side making him wake up. His eyes red like mine, barf stains on his shirt. When he finally sat up he looked around and chuckled softly. Shaking his head when he saw Ronnie passed out.

"I'm gonna head out, man. Tell Ronnie when he wakes up." I said as I walked out of the room and up the stairs. Stopping dead in my tracks I noticed that Ronnie's parents were home. Turning around I hurried back to Ronnie's room and locked the door behind me.

"What's wrong?" Andy asked when he saw me.

"His fucking parents are here!" I whisper yelled. Looking around the room at all the empty bottles of vodka and beer. Not to mention the bag of weed and pills on the bed.

"Fuck! Ronnie, wake the fuck up!" Andy growled as he slapped Ronnie in the face, effectively waking him up.

"What the fuck, asshole." He growled as he sat up and glared at Andy.

"Your fucking parents are home, you fuck wit!" I said, Ronnie's eyes widening.

"They're gonna kill me." Ronnie said, looking around he room before hopping up and kicking the bottles under his bed. "Help me, fuckers."

We got to work cleaning up his room, making sure that everything was put away. The room smelled like weed, alcohol, and throw up so I took some spray on deodorant and some cologne and sprayed it everywhere. If Ronnie's dad smelled any of this we would all be going to jail because he's a fucking cop.

"Fuck, They're coming, get in the closet and don't make a fucking sound." Ronnie said as he pushed me and Andy into the closet before shutting the door. A few seconds later Ronnie's dad came in.

"Hey champ." His dad greeted as he scanned the room. I held my breath as his Dad stared at Ronnie for a second because sitting on the arm rest of the couch next to the door. "How was your weekend?"

"Good, Dad... You?" Ronnie asked calmly as he sat on his bed.

"Good, your mother was worried about you. You didn't answer your phone yesterday."

"Sorry, it must've died." Ronnie said, his dad nodded and scanned over the room one more then before getting up. I looked over at Andy who looked like he was about to throw up.

"Fucking hold it." I hissed, watching as his face practically turned green.
That's when all hell broke loose as Andy throw up everywhere. I dogged out of the way making both of us fall out of the closet right in front of Ronnie's dad. Panicking I got up and ran to the door, Ronnie's dad grabbed me making me fall back.

Thrashing around I got a good punch at his jaw before breaking free and running out the door and up the stairs. My heart pounding as I heard Ronnie's dad running up the stairs behind me.

Sprinting out the front door I noticed a patrol car slowly driving by. Turning I ran down the street to my house as fast as I could. Sirens blaring behind me as I ran and turned into multiple ally's. My heart pounding in my chest as I ran onto the street again. The sirens were in the distance as I made it to my foster family's home. Walking up the steps I took a few deep breaths before walking up them.

Before I could even get onto the porch someone tackle me to the ground knocking the breath right out of me. My arms were forced behind my back as I was pressed up against the ground.

I snapped out of my daze and started thrashing around. Pulling my arms free I started swinging and kicking. Hitting whoever was trying to get me making them grab my arms again.

"Get off of me you fucker!" I yelled as I bit down on their hand as hard as I could making them pull back.

Pushing myself up I began running again, adrenaline pumping through me as I ran. When I turned the corner I stopped when I saw two cops walking towards me. I turned around and was about to run the other way when I noticed Ronnie's dad running towards me.
I was trapped, I couldn't go left because of a house blocking my way and I could get to the ally before they got me.

"Get on the ground now!" The officer yelled, holding his taser out.

Sighing I slowly got to my knees with my hands in the air. When they got to me Ronnie's dad cuffed my hands behind my back and pushed me to the ground before reading my rights. The other officers started searching me.

I left all of my drugs at Andy's house so they didn't find anything on me besides my phone. All three officers picked me up and led me over to the car. They shoved me in and shut the door before driving towards the foster home. I could see my foster parents on the porch as Ronnie's dad walking up the stairs and explained to them about what happened.

I assaulted a fucking cop, I'm screwed.

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