californication ☽ a.k

4

"Melody, hurry the fuck up!" Flea yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm coming!"

I quickly applied my deep purple lipstick, and took one last look in the mirror, my Led Zeppelin tshirt partly hidden from my black shirt trousers.

I smiled at myself and ran down the stairs to meet Flea.

"Holy shit Mel, I haven't seen you look that good sinc--"

"I'm your sister don't get turned on."

"Fuck off." He laughed.

I slipped on my Dr. Marten knock-offs, because I couldn't afford the real ones, and followed Flea out the door.

"So, where are we headed?" I asked.

"Today isn't a practice, so we are just going to our hangout, it's basically inside a forest, on a rock."

"So I put on nice, expensive lipstick, for a rock in a forest?"

"No one said you had to put on lipstick dumbass!" He laughed.

I teased his hair while walking backwards in front of him, "You're so ugly."

"Okay, Melody, we all know I'm adorable, don't lie."

I chuckled while rolling my eyes.

Sooner or later we arrived at the rock in the forest, where Anthony was.

"Hey, Flea, Mel." Anthony greeted, standing up and bro hugging Flea.

He was walking over to me when my brother had to open his mouth. "Anthony, can you not just say hi, you don't have to touch her."

"Dude, shut up." I shot back to Flea while accepting Anthony's hug.

It didn't last very long but his muscular arms made me feel safe wrapped around my body.

"Where's Jack and Hillel?" I asked, usually neither one were the kind  to be late.

"I really don't know, he would've called or something if he wasn't coming." Anthony replied.

The three of us sat on this big rock as we passed around a joint, laughing at some stupid song Flea and Anthony were rambling about, when we heard footsteps from behind us.

Startled, I saw Jack, his eyes were a light shade of red, it looked like he had been crying.

"Guys, it's Hillel." Jack cried, "H-he overdosed." 

The word overdosed rang in my head, I knew he was on drugs, not marijuana, but heroine, cocaine and that he was addicted, most of the boys were, if not all were, but I never though one of them would actually overdose, it all just sounds like fun and games.

Flea's mouth was wide open in shock and Anthony was looking at the ground, biting his lip to keep from letting the tears flow.

"Um, well where is he?" Flea asked.

"Well, his soul is no longer in his body, he's in some autopsy room in the hospital, guys, there's no hope, he's gone." Jack whispered back to us.

Although Hillel wasn't as close to me as he was with the boys, I still felt my chest harden, and my eyes water.

Anthony had his hands covering his face, his elbows resting on his knees, Flea just got up and started walking away.

"W-where are you going?" I stuttered.

"Just to be alone for a bit, I'll be back I promise." He shouted back.

You could tell he was hurt, they were all hurt. Jack went back to the hospital and I was almost too in shock to move.

"Anthony, it'll be alright." I assured him, moving closer, rubbing his back in circles.

"No it won't Mel, I lost one of my best friends to drugs, which I am lost in too, I could die at any given moment, I can't stop.

"Hey, you were there for me at a difficult time, I'll be here for you too, okay?"

He took his head out of his hands and wrapped his arms around me. "Thanks Mel." He whispered. 

A/N dudes, flea is not ugly, when he had more hair (even when he didn't) he was still one cute fucker. I love him lmao, anyway, yes, unfortunately Hillel did die and the next chapter will be sad but very soon John will be introduced and things will get better! this is okay I guess, hope you dudes like it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't do drugs,so any of them or the side affects mentioned are not coming from personal experiences.