~Rowan's POV~
I coughed as I puked into the toilet, Ruby was by my side comforting me. I know it's all fake. I know she doesn't care. She's waiting for me to stop puking so she can give me more drugs. I leaned back coughing, tears running down my face "Ruby.." she rubbed my back "Yeah?" I coughed again "I can't do this anymore" she looked at me "...What?" I managed to stand up "I can't deal with this anymore, it's hurting me mentally and physically." She tried wrapping her arms around me, I pushed her away "Ruby. I'm tired of constantly doing drugs, passing out, waking up and puking. I'm tired of having to repeat that over, and over, and over. I'm done with you! We're done!" I grabbed the few things I had and stormed out of the house. I could barely walk in a straight line. I went to Rylan's place, I knocked on the door.
I feel like I'm about to pass out.
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~Dave's POV~
I was in the kitchen eating cookies, Rylan was upstairs trying to write songs. I jumped slightly when I heard loud knocking, I went over to the door and opened it.
"Hel-" I was cut off when someone fell on top of me, I pushed them off. I looked over at them. Holy shit, it's Rowan! I got up, carrying him to the couch and laid him down, he's out cold.
"RYLAN!" I yelled, he ran downstairs "Yeah?" I pointed at Rowan. He quickly rushed over to Rowan and shook him. Then he stopped.
"He's not breathing!"
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NO MORE HAPPY, JUST ANGRY SAD TIMES >:(
-me
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The Pretender
FanfictionWHERE DO YALL KEEP COMING FROM I RARELY UPDATE THIS The year is 2001, Rylan is 23 years old. He lives with the members of Nirvana, Kurt Cobain, Krist Novoselic, and Dave Grohl. Being in an extremely popular band that deals with a relentless touring...
