19: Deathly Attempts

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*TW for suicide!*

It was almost Christmas time and we were booked and busy! We were playing another small venue in Jersey. It was our second to last show in Jersey. 

I walk into the dressing room to see Gerard drinking. "Without me?" I whine. "Get over here!" He notions me over and gets me a beer. I can't help but consume several more. I started to become a heavy drinker. Each show I was plastered. I was always soaking wet with beer and vomiting. 

The guys go on and finish their set wonderfully. I stay by the stage the whole time dancing and screaming. At some point during our lil tour I had lost my voice completely and couldn't speak for a week. 

I sit on the couch with my hands between my thighs drunk out of my mind. I'm crying, but then happy, but then angry, but then singing as loud as I can. I was in my "singing extremely loud" phase of the night and in comes walking the guys. 

"Jesus she's fuckin wasted." Frank says leaning down poking me in my head. I grab his finger and use it as a microphone. He rips it away from me and I immediately start sobbing. 

I fall off the couch and he grabs me pushing me back up. "Time to put her in her bunk!" Ray says picking me up over his shoulder. I keep pounding at his back, "PUT ME DOWNNN! DOWNNN!! GERARRRLD HELP ME!" I hear Ray sigh and take me out to the tour bus. 

I get put in my bunk hitting my head. "Owwwieee!" The tears start flowing again and Gee rushes to my side. "Sugar, you need to rest. You've had too much to drink." 

Gerard's POV: 

Jules was absolutely wasted. It was sad to see her like this, not even ME gets like this. We finish our show and she was all over the place. She kept singing so fucking loud, I saw Frank walk up to her and use him like a microphone. 

I whisper in Rays ear, "Put her in the bus. Please. Should would be safer there." He picks her up and she starts throwing a fit. She calls for me but calls me "Gerarld", Jesus Christ. Never wanna hear that name again. 

I follow them to the bus and while putting her in she hits her head pretty hard. "Move." I say pushing Ray out of the way. I get on my knees next to her, "Sugar, you need to rest. You've had too much to drink." Jules pokes her head out and vomits all over me and the floor. What the fuck. 

"Alright get out you're going in the shower!" I pull her out and get her undressed. I also get undressed and hop in with her. Honestly, we haven't showered in days so it felt nice. She hugs me and says, "I'm sorry I threws up on you." She slurs heavily. 

"It's okay baby, it's okay." I rub her back. 

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Juliette's POV:

 I woke up at 5am with a thrashing headache. "Fuck!" I yell loudly. I cover my mouth immediately with regret. I forgot the others were probably sleeping in there too. I hear movement from across me. 

I leave my bunk only in underwear and Gerard's t-shirt. I go to the front of the bus and sit on the couch with water. I see a familiar handsome face walk out tiredly. Gerard. 

Before he sits down he covers me in a blanket, "Can't show off the goods pumpkin." He sits down with me and puts my legs on his lap. I groan and wipe my eyes. Gerard starts rubbing my legs gently and humming a song I don't recognize. 

I don't know why but him touching me just triggered something in me. I started uncontrollably sobbing. Gerard pulls me into his arms quickly kissing me. "What's wrong? Why are we crying hun?" He wipes my tears with the blanket. 

I look into his tired green eyes, "I think I need help Gerard." I let out. I felt pathetic. I felt weak. I felt disgusted. A disgrace. "Sugar, I'm glad you recognize that! We can get you help. I promise." He says holding me tightly. 

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