Coming Clean

Chapter 1

Sara's POV

"It all starts the same way. A stupid girl goes to a stupid party, gets high, drinks beer and screws some random guy. Her parents call her and ask her to pick up her brother from his friends house. She knows she shouldn't because she's so wasted but she does anyway...and her brother dies in the car crash she causes. Then I wake up." I've told my psychiatrist this dream about a thousand times. Except it's not really a dream, it's a flashback from a terrible thing that I did. That's why I'm in this hospital, I checked myself in about three months ago cause I wanted to kill myself after what happened with my brother. It was all my fault and my parents had no trouble making that perfectly clear to me. My psychiatrist Dr.Halpert, says "in one way or another these dreams seem to be about your brother dying and you still feeling guilt for it." "No shit Jim." "It's Mr. Halpert. And from what we've talked about for the last three months..well actually two seeing as you wouldn't talk to anyone when you first got here, Your brother always wanted to protect you, but that night you didnt protect him. And why? Because you didn't want to get in trouble for getting high and drinking at some party." I sit up and walk out, Mr. Halpert yells after me "were not finished." "We'll I am." I slam the door behind me and walk down to the activities room to find Gerard.

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Gerard's POV

Sara storms out of Mr.Halpert's room and sits down next to me as I sketch. She's really pissed about something, I know she wouldn't speak so I get a piece of paper, a pen and slide it over to her. "What happened?" I ask, she grabs the pen and writes "my life happened." "Did Jim bring up your brother agin?" "Well technically i did, i had that dream agin." She writes. I know what the dream is, she's told me about it countless times. As her only friend in here I know a lot about Sara, and I know that dream or flashback.. whatever, scares the shit out of her. "I'm sorry.. but things will get better." She covers the paper so i cant see it, angrily writes something down, and throws the paper at me. "It's been three months, it's not going to get better."

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Billie's POV

My manager wants me to go to rehab because of the "incident" with Adrienne and Joey...I've been drinking and popping pills more lately. Mike even took Jakob away from me because of it, at least Jakob is with family but I still miss him. Its almost like he's dead too. He doesn't forgive me for what happened, which makes things harder for me. It was my fault we got in that crash, if I hadn't been drinking we wouldn't have crashed. I blame my self everyday for loosing the love of my life and my son. Maybe some rehab would do me good.

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Sara's POV

Gerard balls up the paper and throws it at me "stop being so negative." I get up and leave him in the activities room to go back to my room and lay down. I finally got the privilege of having an iPod in this hellhole, so I put in my ear buds and blast American Idiot. After I finish that album all the way through I listen to 21st Century Breakdown. While I listen to it I look through pictures of the band that I brought with me when I first came here. It's been three months, why the hell haven't I hung these up yet?! I take some tape out of my desk and start hanging up the pictures over my bed. God I used to love Billie...I used to love this band, I still do with all my heart. Gerard barges in with a CD player and a small stack of CDs. "What are you doing?" He ignores me, plugs in the player and slips in the first CD. "One of the nurses told me to bring this to you, Mr.Halpert ordered them in. It's Green Day's new CDs!" I take them from Gerard's hands. Uno, Dos, Tre. I smile at them and almost want to thank Jim but...I didn't really feel like speaking to him.