Chapter 7

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The nightclub was full. Indeed, Bob hadn't lied when he said that everyone was going to this event.

Frank tried to make his way through the roaring crowd, Bob grabbed his arm and told him something but Frank didn't understood, there was too much noise and the music was way too loud. So loud that it was making his whole body vibrate. 

"What? I can't hear anything !" he said -well, more like shouted - to Bob 

Bob got closer to him and raised his voice 

"I said : Let's get some drinks !" 

Frank nodded and tried to do his best to follow Bob up to the bar

They both sat on bar stools, Bob called the barmaid and order 2 beers and 2 shot of tequila for Frank, a few seconds later, the barmaid came back and put one beer in front of Bob and the other one in front of Frank, then the 2 shots in front of Frank as well.

The youngest boy immediately  drank them. 

Bob laughed "Wow, calm down Iero, you're gonna get wasted."  

"I know" 

In fact, it was pretty much Frank's goal. He just wanted to feel something and he knew that the easiest way to have a "good" time even was to be drunk. Because when you're drunk, you don't think about your problems and about how your life is full of shit and meaningless, and about how everyone around you are just hypocritical assholes.

Frank then started to drink his beer and tried not to think too much about all these depressing thoughts.

About 20 minutes later, he started to get dizzy again. He needed to pee, too. He stood up to head toward the bathroom when a guy collided with him, pushing Frank who fell on the floor. 

Bob immediately helped him to get up before the seventeen years old got walked over and Frank yelled at the guy 

"Watch were you're going, fucker !"

The guy turned around and gave him the finger.

That was when Frank recognized him, with his black hair falling on his face.

Mikey's brother.

The guy seemed to be drunk. He was laughing like an idiot, his black hair sticking to his face, sweaty from dancing and jumping around. He didn't seemed to recognize Frank, he just kept dancing with a guy who had long black hair, Frank watched them, with anger in his eyes. Mikey's brother then tried to climb on his friend's shoulders and they both fell on the floor 

It was a miracle that nobody walked on them.

Frank rolled his eyes, he went to the bar to order another shot, he drank it and headed toward the bathroom. This time, without being interrupted.

To his surprise, they were empty. Pretty dirty though. There was water splashed all over the floor around the sinks area

Frank was finishing to pee when the door violently opened 

It was Mikey's brother and his friend, still laughing like morons. They both headed clumsily toward the sinks, Frank who was now done stay stood in the corner without saying a word.

The guy, the one with long hair took his bag and put several things on the sinks, Frank couldn't really see what, he just saw a sort of sachet with white powder in it

Frank looked at them with his eyes wide opened 

Is that coke ?!

Both snorted coke and Frank just stood there, shocked and panicked, he didn't know what to do, this guy was Mikey's brother after all, maybe he should do something.

The guy with long hair crossed Frank's eyes in the mirror and tapped Mikey's brother's shoulder 

Frank's blood froze.

Fuck.

"Damn, Gerard, this shit is strong, I think I start to have hallucinations." 

The guy apparently named "Gerard" laughed and replied 

"Whaaat ? Really ?" 

"Hm. I see someone right here !" he pointed out Frank's reflection in the mirror 

Gerard laughed harder and exclaimed "Oh! I see him too !" 

"Wow ! Powerful." 

Gerard turned around and screamed when he saw Frank behind him 

"Hey, Bert ! Look at that ! The guy escaped from the mirror !" 

He started to laugh again and touch Frank's nose, then he touched his hair, his arm and then put a finger in his eyeball 

"Ouch ! Stop it you fucking idiot ! I'm not an hallucination, I'm real ! And you're fucking wasted !" Frank growled

Gerard stayed silent for several seconds, then started to giggle

Bert started to laugh with him and Gerard touched Frank's nose again 

Frank frowned and pushed him violently

"Stop it !" 

Gerard slipped in a puddle of water and fell on the floor

Frank froze.

After a moment, he started to get worried ; Gerard wasn't moving. At all. 

Bert sat next to him and opened his eye with his fingers 

"Gerard ?" 

No answer.

"Geraaard ?" he repeated while shaking him up

Bert then looked at Frank 

"Eh. Not cool, man. You killed my friend." 

Frank tried to stay calm, he sat next to them and checked Gerard pulse

Ugh. Thank god he's not dead. Mikey would have killed me.

"He's alive." Frank said

At this moment, Bob walked into the room 

"What the fuck is going on ? Frank ? I- I.. What ?..Who ? What the fuck, man !" 

Frank sighed "I'll explain later, we have to take him home. Now."

"Uh uh. I don't think so. I can't drive, I drank !" Bob answered angrily 

"Then call a taxi ! It's Mikey's brother, we can't let him here like this !" 

"Who the fuck is Mikey in the first place?" 

"My new neighb- Just call a freaking taxi, Bob, for god sake !"

"What happened to him ? Why is he unconscious ?" 

"I'll explain later, just do it !" 

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