iM WRITING THIS WHILE ITS RAINING OUTSIDE AND ITS SO GREAT OMF
"Come on, Adz. It'll make you feel better."
"Noooo, I don't want to." Brad insisted he take me out to a nearby party since I had been upset all day. It's not a bad idea but it's not exactly a great one either.
I felt Brad grip my wrist and start tugging my arm, the rest of my body beginning to follow. "Brad, I swear to fu-" I was cut off by gravity pulling me from my top bunk onto the floor.
"Come onnnnnnnnnnnn," Brad continued to whine.
"I should stay here just because you did that." I looked up and saw Brad's pouty face. I chuckled and stretched out. He's too damn cute.
"So you are coming!"
I followed Brad into the loud club. There were people everywhere, dancing, laughing, taking shots. Everyone seemed like they were having a good time. Everyone but me. He led me to the bar and ordered a couple drinks, I didn't catch the name of them. The bar tender poured some liquor into a couple shot glasses then slid them across the bar.
"Liquor is quicker!" Brad shouted, widely grinning. We picked up the glasses, did a cheers, then downed them within seconds. I shivered at the bitter alcohol sliding down my throat.
After a few more shots I felt myself getting a slight buzz. Brad grabbed my wrist and started pulling me toward the back. I figured we wouldn't stay long, considering we have a show tomorrow night. Brad pushed open a door the led to a dark narrow hallway that was almost silent.
"Where are we going?"
"Just back in one of these rooms," Brad glanced through each crack in the doors we passed. One room had a man and a woman in it, getting their freak on. Another room had smoke clouded in it, and as we walked past the smell of weed filled my lungs. I wasn't sure what Brad planned to do in one of these rooms, they all seem to be multipurpose.
There was only one room left, so I assumed that's where we were going. We stepped in and Brad shut the door behind us. The room was pitch black, I couldn't see a thing, not even a silhouette of Brad who I knew was standing directly beside me. I almost shit my pants when a man spoke up.
"Turn the lights on you dumbass."
Seconds later lights flickered on and I looked at Brad, his face was slightly red and I couldn't help but chuckle silently. I looked back in front of me to see a man sitting at an empty desk.
"You never were very bright, huh? Hahaha, see what I did there? Bright... because of the lights..." he shook his head and finally shut up.
"2 Mg's and a pepsi," Brad announced. I gave him a weird look.
"What in the actual fuck does that mean?" I asked, but Brad shook his head to silence me. I looked back at the guy in front of us as he started rummaging through a drawer. He pulled out a bag with tons of pills in it. Brad walked over and got two pills from the man then shook his hand.
"You're only getting these for free as a, 'welcome present' I guess you could say. Have fun." The man smirked as Brad turned back to me and started to walk out. "Ey, don't forget the lights."
Brad shut off the lights and pulled me back into the dimly lit hallway. "What is this? What was that? Did I just witness a drug deal?" Brad shushed me as he handed me a pill.
"Stop asking questions and just take the damn thing. Don't get too wild." Brad smiled as he swallowed his. I was hesitant about it at first, but as soon as I saw Brad's eyes light up I took the pill as fast as I could.
All of sudden, the walls became slightly warped, and my skin felt tingly, almost like I was going numb. I followed Brad back into the club, but this time I felt more energetic. I felt like I was on top of the clouds and nothing could bring me down.
Everything started to fade back to reality and I was soon back to my normal self. I had a girl grinding against me and I wasn't sure how I had gotten to this point. All I knew was that I must have had a pretty damn good time the last hour and I don't remember one bit of it. I pulled away from the woman and started looking around for Brad. I spotted him near the bar. Once he noticed me his face brightened up, he must've been looking for me as well.
We left the club and started our way back to the bus. "Brad, what were those pills..?"
"I dunno" he mumbled in response. I frowned and looked at him.
"Brad," I said sternly. He waited a few seconds before replying.
"OxyContin..." he looked away from me and I could've sworn he started walking faster. It was obvious he didn't want to talk about it so I let it go. It couldn't have been that harmful if he let me take it, right?
"...cause I cried my tears, for three good years, no you can't be mad me...caUSE IF YOU LIKED IT THEN YOU SHOULDA PUT A RING ON IT IF YOU LIKED IT THEN YOU SHOULDA PUT A RING ON IT DON'T BE MAD ONC-"
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, NEIL, SHUT THE FUCK UP." It's 11am, I have a goddamn hangover and the one time I can sleep in Neil has to fucking ruin it with his Beyoncé weirdness.
"Oh come on, Brad. You're just jealous that I have better singing skills than you." I could practically hear Neil grinning.
"Actually no, I'm not jealous, I'm tired as fuck. Now i would appreciate it if you would shut up for five minutes." I heard Neil sigh then walk off the bus.
I had a strange feeling come over me all of a sudden, so I opened one eye to look over at Adam's bunk. Last night he couldn't make it to his top one so he slept in a guitar tech's spot. His curtain was closed, which meant he was probably still sleeping, but me being me I had to check on him. I slid out of my bunk and pulled the curtain back to an empty bunk. I looked up at his actual bunk and no one was there either. Just as I walked out into the main part of the bus, Adam walked on.
"Hey," he said cheerily.
"Hey, I was just about to go looking for you. Where were you?" Adam's eyes went wide for a second before he replied.
"Uh...I just took a walk is all. I needed some fresh air." He quickly shuffled past me to the back and I saw him shove something in his suitcase. What's he hiding?
I dunno, Brad. Maybe you should ask Adam.
Guess who's back...back again... I decided to give writing another shot since I lowkey miss making the members (and ex member) of 3dg explode with gayness. but I mean, come on. Natt obviously has something going on like have you seen all of the pictures and videos of them together? exactly. and Bradam. there's clearly something there too. I'm waiting for the day someone "accidentally" let's the whole world know that the ship is true.
but anyway, IM BACK BITCHEZZZZ