I Don't Want To Feel Better- [Glamrock FreddyxGlamrock BonniexMonty]

Chapter 5 Car drive

Roxy was currently driving the car, the guitarist sat on the co driver's seat meanwhile Bonnie laid on the back seats, trying to easy his pain without having to use before a show.

Bonnie: You know, I saw them. Monty really has track marcks but... They don't seam new. It's mainly scars and since last time I looked I don't see anything new.

Roxy: I told you to not throw wild accusations, maybe he did some bad choice's and it's still showing.

Bonnie: That he definitely has, but I don't know.... I spoke to him yesterday night and he's definitely depressed... Kinda feel bad for being shitty to him.

Chica: Well you should, you had no fucking reason to be that way.

Bonnie: I know! I just- he let out a sigh before continuing- I just don't want to be replaced. And I definitely don't want a junkie ruining our dreams, I've seen how quickly heroin can ruin bands.

Chica: You know Freddy's zero tolerance policy for any drug besides weed, if Monty really was or is consuming something, Freddy will kick him out.

Bonnie: Good thing I came to you first... We don't need more drama. It's a miracle we found a decent bassist that doesn't mind being basically homeless.

Chica: Well for what I got, Monty has been homeless since his teens, so I don't think that was a problem.

Bonnie:I do wonder why he left his old band...

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It was after the show, the rabbit was in extreme pain by now, so he stood outside smoking a joint while the rest loaded the things inside.

Bonnie: Sorry I really can't do anything.

Chica: Ah, it's fine we'll drive, although I'm not sure that sleeping in the ground will help it.

Bonnie: It's fine, this will help, anything goes I'm sleeping in the car.- said unliting it, looking over at Monty who seamed lost, putting his hand on their shoulder- Hey, are you ok?

Monty: Yeah, just feeling a bit weird, maybe it's just being hungry.

Bonnie: Alright then, try not to die, you gotta drive.

Monty: God don't remind me off that...

Freddy: I can cover this first shift if you want, we'll still a good hours away from our destination.

Monty: Thanks, I'm just going to the bathroom first.

Freddy: Alright don't take to much time we really have to get moving.- the alligator walked away has Chica finally was done with putting things in her car, closing the trunk.

Chica: I'm sorry Bonnie, but could you all go in the same car? Me and Roxy wanted to talk in private.

Bonnie: It's fine, just apologize to the kid, he's been avoiding driving with Freddy.

Gregory: You do know I can hear y'all?!

Bonnie: I was doing you a favor but whatever.

After a few minutes Monty came back, seating on the co driver's seat while the vocalist drove, the rabbit and the teen on the backseats. It was silence, everyone picking up on the tension that floated around the air, the only person daring to break the silence being Monty.

Monty: Oh fuck, not again.- he said putting his hand in front of his bleeding nose, has he scrambled around in his pockets- Freddy you don't happen to have tissue's laying around in the car?

Freddy: Yeah actually, there's some in the glove compartment, if I'm not wrong.- the bassist opened it, looking around it, more quickly finding a bottle of lube the the tissues itself.