ToXic Rain

10

Mason woke up in his hotel room, with Nova by his side. She looked a little bit worried. He had been out all night, even after being carried onto the bus, and then the hotel room by Trace and Frankie. Mason felt like he was going to vomit, but nothing managed to happen.

"You had me worried, Mason! Not to mention everyone else."

"What happened?"

"You vomited on Trace's shoes and passed out."

"Did we play the show?"

"Unfortunately you did, and you messed up a few songs before getting half of them right. Then you dedicated a song to me, and called me mommy in front of the crowd. At the end you tripped off the stairs onto your ass, and laughed so hard I think you peed a little. Then the vomiting and passing out happened at the merch booth."

"Fuck! I embarrassed myself badly, which I'm sure fans took videos, and pics and posted them online."

"I don't know about that, I haven't looked. Mostly because I was too worried about you. You need to limit your high, with alcohol and I should be more careful too."

"I shouldn't have had that third happy stick I stole from your little box. I was just so into the feeling of being high, I wasn't thinking correctly. From now on its one happy stick per four or five hours, I think.

"One happy stick a day," Nova said, as Mason tried to get up out of bed.

"Or that," Mason said, finally getting out of bed.

Mason went into the bathroom and just as he was about go pee, he vomited all over himself. It was an accident, but he felt so bad about it. He cleaned himself up and then went pee. When he was done, Mason washed his hands and cleaned the floor and toilet where he had gotten vomit at.

When Mason was done cleaning, he went back into the room and crawled in bed beside Nova who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. She started rubbing his back, which felt good to him.

"I really fucked up!"

"You weren't thinking clearly. It happens, you'll be okay if you get some rest. I mean just stay in bed and don't over do anything, which could make you sick or something."

"Take care of baby!"

"Mommy will do just that," Nova said scooting closer to Mason, letting him lay his head in her lap. "We can watch tv or something if you want."

"No, no just laying here is fine for now."

-Two weeks later-

Mason had been a bitch to fans a few times, because they just didn't know when to leave him the hell alone. One girl and her boyfriend had the nerve to pick a fight with Nova. The guy even punched Nova bruising her nose pretty badly. There was blood, but it wasn't broken.

Then just last night, Mason got into a fight with Trace and knocked him out. Ryan threatened again to send Nova home, but it wasn't her fault this time. Mason was just sick and tired of Trace being a douche, which is what he said.

Everyone was pretty upset with Mason, well except Nova. He was still smoking the happy sticks and was now up to three special tea's a day a little bit more shrooms. He enjoyed getting high, and with it came mood swings and other weird behavior.

The band had a show in less than four hours, but Mason didn't wanna do it. He wanted to fool around with Nova. Nova didn't care about the show either, she was just enjoying her time with Mason. They both were higher than a kite, and it showed.

"Let's stay here where no one can find us," Nova blurts out, as they keep walking down the alleyway behind the venue.

"But they can find us, unless we keep walking."