I Was Sober (Ferard)

One: Its who I am.

Gerard's POV

I sighed and looked in the mirror after setting the hair dryer down. My bright red hair hung around my face on loose strands. I picked up my comb and began tugging it through the still warm from the hair dryer strands.

A smile crept onto my face. Even if I had thought different this morning I look well when I try. It's Friday eavning.

I skipped school today because I had a small twinge of a hang over and school seemed like absolute torture. I'll go on Monday.

I say that to myself every Friday. The truth is I haven't been to school on a Friday in about three months. I'm always hungover.

It started when I got my job at the record store down town. Its a great job and I love it and I really don't have that many hours. It still pays a decent amount.

$8.25 and hour for the times that I do work. I worked Monday through Thursday from 3:30 to 10:30.

So on Thursday's I drink.
I come home and drink until I pass out somewhere in my apartment and wake up the next day generally pretty hungover so I take a hanfull of painkillers, have some coffee, take a shower, draw something and clean up a bit, Then take another shower. (I'm a bit of a clean freak) and get ready to go out to the local gay club and find someone to fuck.

I know it's not safe and one day I'll probably end up dead. Mikey will probably go insane. My dad will probably start drinking again and Id just be helpless.

I know it's not safe and I know I'm to young for such horrid habits but right now it's Friday night and I'm not worried about it.

Besides it's simply who I am.

Frank's POV

"So you are going to the club which you quit at because of all the perverts so you can hang out and get drunk and loose your best judgment surrounded by those types of people?"

My best friend Lynz tilted her head to the side in confusion as she kicked her feet out in front of her spreading them across the front step of my porch.

"You Don't get it Lynz. I want to be around those types of people tonight." She laughed a little as I put out my cigarette. "So you want to go get fucked?"

I smiled faintly and nodded. "You do the weirdest things to feel loved Iero." I looked at her and gave her a good I'm so lucky to have You as my friend look.

Lynz was very smart and could read emotions simply. She knew I was going to do this to feel loved and that I Don't normally drink and that I should probably just stay home. I silently thanked her for not trying to talk me out of it. Even if it wasn't the safest thing to do I wasn't going to be talked out of it.

I dont function well without someone to make me feel like I have a reason to function at all.

Its who I am.