The Broken Band

Another beating

Tyler POV
Weekends keep on rolling in a beating after another beating after another I'm like a punching bag may even a rag doll this is all my fault no one should feel this way because of me.

It's not to late to end it all you know.
Did you see what happened last time I try to escape this all I was pulled away from the end not managing to end it all.
Just try again Tyler or are you just too wouse to do it.
Oh my god do you ever shut up you can't even keep you mouth shut when I'm in my flipping train of thought.
Look who's all huffy now.
Can you just SHUT UP.

Monday after Monday Tyler was drag to the first aid by Josh he thinks that he's the one who think I'm beating myself up ending up with black eye huge bumps on my head and long cuts from my wrist to my elbow.
Remember ... it's ... all ... you ... fault.
It's all my fault.
That right they never care about either you just a hopeless stupid little moron no care about you not even me.

My parents were currently out so are my siblings the won't be crack until this weekend I head down stairs found dads cd's I found this cd that had a band called panic! at the disco I took it with me walking into the kitchen placing down the cd on the counter top, looking to a shelf finding a bottle of white wine I went up stairs to my room locking the door behind me I looked at the songs on the back of cd I was curious what the song LA Devotee I opened the bottle of white wine and poured a bit into my glass taking a sip of it I actually liked it sit the glass down on my bed side table went over to the CD player and putted the song LA Devotee sit down on my bed enjoy the music I listening to.

Time skips a beat
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After playing the song about ten times I was drunk you know the normal way stumbling with every step and so on.
At least I'm not sick drunk were I countless amount of times being sick.
Forget the door was locked I try to get out of my room finally managing to get of my room late for "Oh ... fuck ... I'm ... late .. for ... school" grabbing my bag heading to still not steady on my feet I walk to school.
"Oh shit would they let a drunk student in ... yeah they will"
Soon finding myself face to face with Josh he could tell something is of he patted me on the back I stumble forward trying to keep my balance "What the big idea Josh"
"Tyler I barely touched you and you stumble tell me did someone beat you up"
"No Josh honestly Josh"
"Tyler!!"
"What??"
"Is that white wine I smell"
"I don't know what your nose can smell"
But what no one noticed was my mother walking up behind me over hearing Josh ask if he can smell white wine.

With here bottle of alcohol she hits me over the head starting beating me in front of everyone.
Everyone ran in to the school but Josh.

Josh POV
If I run in to school and tell I have a chance of being to late to help Tyler if I help him now he may be have a chance to wake without major injuries.

I went for the bottle in here hand but I end up get hit hard on the head with glass shards stuck in my head she was confused why I didn't fall to the ground knocked out I smirked she realised she fuck up grabbing the broken glass bottle out of her hands she went running as she stumble like Tyler did relishing that he was drunk.
After all those time of play the drums so fast my arm were super strong I lift Tyler knowing that I never make it to the hospital if I walked knowing at some point she going to end up passing out making it in to the office tell the staff what happened they took him to the first aid room I had to come in as well to get the shards removed as I got on to the school first aid room bed Tyler was on the bed next to him feeling very dizzy I placed my hand on Tyler hand falling unconscious.