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Black Dahlia J3T x JD

"I'm so sorry, Jay, I thought I was ready for another relationship but I was wrong." Johnny3Tears told J-dog as he headed towards the front door to Jorel's apartment. "George, please, just tell me what I did wrong?" Jorel begged him, rushing after him with tears pouring down his face.

"You didn't do anything, jay, it's me, I'm just not ready for another commitment, I'm so sorry" George replied, turning to face him and tears started falling out his own eyes as he saw how shattered Jorel really was. "You'll get over it, there are plenty other people out there better than me" George said and Jorel just started shaking his head, quickly, whilst struggling to get rid of the tears. "But I want you and you alone" Jorel cried at him but George just shook his head and walked out of the apartment, the door closing behind him with a final bang.

Jorel couldn't believe it, his heart was literally torn apart and he couldn't believe how much it actually hurt. He had always scoffed at the idea of a heartbreak actually physically hurting a person but he understood it now and god did he wish he never knew this type of agony. "George!" Jorel screamed and just broke down where he was still standing by the door, his arms wrapped around his body, trying to hold himself together.

He eventually found the will to get up and to shuffle into his kitchen. He opened his fridge and pulled out whatever alcohol he could find. He was always prepared when it comes to alcohol or dinking in general. His fridge was always full of beers and tequila and other forms that various members of the band liked. He just started off with the beer, he always did.

He dragged a pack of ten buds with him as he shuffled back into his lounge and just started downing the beer. He hadn't eaten anything that day yet as he was about to make some dinner for him and George when George had flipped and left.

"George, what did I do?" He cried out loud as he downed the fourth can. He didn't need to worry about facing George at work for another two weeks because they're on a break as they had just come back from tour.

Just then his phone started ringing and he rolled off the couch and crawled to the table in the middle of the room just to find out it was only his best friend calling him. He hung up, the only person he wanted to speak to right now was somebody who would never call him ever again. He turned his phone off, he wanted to suffer and he needed to do this alone if it was going to be of any use.

He had hoped that the beers would lighten his mood slightly but instead it had the opposite effect. He couldn't stop crying, his heart had been ripped out and torn into shreds and he knew that there was no way they could ever become one again unless George were to come back.

As he was moving on to the fifth he had an idea that would be sure to end the pain. He crawled up off the floor and drained his bottle of bud as he moved to go to his bathroom. His stomach had started turning already due to the alcohol and he managed to make it in time to the toilet before the drink came back up and he spewed into the toilet.

Once he had calmed down, he washed his face and hands and rinsed his mouth before retrieving whatever pills he could find in the cupboard above the sink. Some of them were George's and the sobs that broke out of Jorel were so agonising as Jorel couldn't stand the pain and so he took everything he found and went back to his lounge.

He told himself that he would first drink till he either passed out or ran out and if he was still conscious by the end of it then he would take the drugs before trying to end it by hand. It just hurt too much, the tears kept coming and he couldn't stop screaming whenever he thought about a life without George.

He went back into his kitchen and pulled out the rest of the stash he had in there and just took them back to the lounge where he started on drinking them after he had fully drank the pack of ten Budweiser's.