Behind It All.

Personal?

Max was walking very stiff. Like a penguin. I can't wait to see what's going to happen when he gets on the bus. We got back on the bus. The next set starts at one. It's only 11 in the morning. We did have left-overs. Max told me to keep them so he could eat them for later. Oh and the bet? I won. He won at rock, paper, scissors, karate. If anything, i would defiantly beat him at a pancake eating contest. He held his stomach.

The expression on his face was horrible.

"Why! Why!" Max managed to speck out. He looked like he was about to throw up. I put my arm on his shoulder. We sat down on the couch. He clutched forward burying his head in his chest. Any moment. Robert Was going toward the bathroom. Right before he open it, Max's stomach made the non-human noise. Max got up.

"MOOOOOVE!! I got to take a shit!" Max yelled. He push Robert out his way, slammed the door right in his face. Robert walked past me. I said hi. I think he rolled is eyes at me? I couldn't tell, he always wore sunglasses. OOO! Someones still mad about the other day. We had to stop by an laundry mat in town because the stench of Max's piss swirled around the whole bus. Monte came on the bus.He shook his head.

"Nuh uh man! What the hell is that smell this time?" I laughed at his face. Too funny. I told him that Max and I went out for breakfast and that he ate too much. Our manger screamed all of our names. Must have to do this set a little early. I went down the lane to my bunk. I saw Max walk out the bathroom on his phone.

My blacket and my belongings was moved around.

Who's been in my bunk?

No one probably. Sometimes I be to drunk or high to remember. No one really pays attention to me. I drink shit loads. I smoke. And I do worst than this. The worst one is something I'm surprise i've never got caught of doing. I do drugs. Hardcore ones? No. But heavy drugs. I wasn't the only one either. Robert has some here and there. All of us even Max. I trailed of that subject. Max. I got my comb and walked out the bus. I saw Robert leaning on the side of the bus. Legs cross. He was smoking.

"Took you forever man." He said "What was you looking for?" I have this thing where I can't be friends with others. You have to earn my trust to even be called my friend. I looked around my surroundings.

"Where's Max?" No one ever pays attention around here. Everyone shook their heads. Except Omar. Omar glance straight at me giving me a worry face. No. I felt like running to go find him. What was it only me who cared about him. Everyone else is all for themselves. I began to walk out to the town. Max hit the corner. His front jacket pockets was out. He saw how ticked I was.

He quickly ran on the bus. I ran after him. The sound of a brown bag being crushed. He stuff a bag under his pillow. He walk back but when he did, he didn't know I was behind him the whole time.

"What is that?" I asked yet I already knew what it was. I had the urge to punch his little soft face in.

"W-What's what? His eyes got bigger, wonder around. I sigh.

"How much and how many Max?" He looked down at the floor, knowing he got caught, again. He mummers an answer. I told him to speck up.

"100 bucks for 58 pills.....Ronnie I-"

"Max. You really need to lay off. Oxycodone? Oxycodone , Max?" Max was always hooked on this drug. Ever before he joined the band. I was too a little but not as much as Max. The drug are pain killers but he-we abused it. . He blew up on me.

"Don't act like you're all disappointed at me!" He then lowered his voice. "Like you don't take this....I bought some for you too. Here we can split it."

He reach across and grab the bag.Why was my hand out. Cutting it even. Instead of throwing it away. I put it in a zip lock bag under my mattress. He look so indecent yet does the most fucked up things.

"You won't tell I went for a drug run will you?" He asked me. I want to tell him yes. Just to scare the shit out of him. He needs to-WE need to both stop this. I remember when I over dose back a year or so. Worst experience. You are so dumb Ronnie. Throw the pills away.

No. I miss this. The rush, the feeling of being high and such.

Tell Max to throw them away. If you don't want to save yourself them help Max. Help him.

Max and I have tons in common. The whole drug problem when we was young. I've been hooked to it since the age of 15. There's no stopping now. I bet Max thinks the same as me. That's why we're best friends. Max gain his trust and love from me. That why I call him my best friend. Our manger called us. Oo! Max and I looked at each other.

"Oooo! I'm so scared!" We both said. We laughed. I got off the bus and saw Robert with his sunglasses off. That scared me. Max got off behind me and jump back.

"Ahh! Oh well naw man! Put the sades back on!" Robert flicked him off and walk over to the set. Followed by Monte. Monte, he was a little sneaky. I mean, he follows Robert like he's Robert's pet. It pisses me off.

he director told us that we was almost done recording. Max was on the wooden stage next to Robert. He kept poking him in the shoulder. Bugging him. He just love getting on peoples bad side. But i'm not going to lie, it was kinda funny. Robert ticked and threw his left drum stick at Max. Bounce right off his head. Max came over and kicked his drums. He sneezed but not on purpose. What he did on purpose was sneezed in his direction. Omar told them to calm down.

"Ok!" The director said. "This will be Ronnie's kissing scene and the scenes with the girl" Max came over by me.

"Ew.You have a kissing scene in this video?" I told him yes. He doesn't pay attention to the scrips they give us.

"Yea. You need to pay attention to the scrips they give us." He made a face.

"Oh" That's all he said.