Another Turning Point

Rock and Roll Grandpa

Williams POV

I sat in the studio with grandpa. He wanted to take me on tour with him. He taught me a lot of his songs and how to sing them. He even taught me how to play the piano. My insomnia pills where still working. Today was the last day to practice before tour the next week. I started playing Take Back and singing it. Grandpa had taught me how to use my voice without hurting myself and it was worth it.

Tour #1

Grandpa started the show. I was going to do the last few songs at the ending since that's what I was comfortable with. I crowd roared. The heat of the lights warmed my skin. It felt awesome to be back on stage.

Billie's POV

We were a few minutes into the show. William was having the time of his life.  I was having the time of my life and so where the guys. "I say heeeyyyyoooo! Come on!" "Heeeyyyyoooo!" The crowd yelled back. Tonight was going to be a great night.

Williams POV

The show ended. It was awesome. I wiped my face from sweat. Mom and dad didn't come this fine became Andrew was still too little and that was fine. Grandpa and the guys where chill with letting me have a beer or two. I guess since I'm seventeen they want me to find new things only alcohol isn't new to me. We got pizza and then afterwards went to the busses. I had to share one with grandma and grandpa. All I hope is they don't get busy on the bus. I plugged my headphone in and started writing some songs. I was starting to wonder why my pills weren't working. I then looked over and two pills where still on the counter. I guess I forgot to take them. I got a glass of water from the sink and took my pills. I then sat back down and wrote some more songs. Before I k we it I was passed out on the couch.

Billie's POV

I walked into the living area of the bus to see William passed out. I couldn't sleep so I decided to just roam around. And I am never taking insomnia pills again. I'm not getting addicted again. I sat down. I just hope Will doesn't get addicted either. I looked at what he was writing in. It was a song book. I looked through it. He put a lot of thought and feeling in his songs. Kinda like I do mine. I looked up at the clock it was six in the morning. I went back to the back room and attempted to sleep.

Williams POV three weeks later

I sat there trying to sleep. My pills weren't working. I guess taking two more wouldn't hurt. I took two more and within two minutes I was out. The next night I did it again. And the next night and the next night after that night. I did it again and again and again.

Two months later

I walked into the living area of the bus. I saw William stand up and take his pills. "Isn't it a little late?" "Yea but I'll still take them." He said. We sat down on the couch and watched tv. William looked at me. "Grandpa I don't feel so good." He said. He suddenly passed out. He started to have a seizure with foam coming from his mouth. I dialed 911 and they got here as quick as possible.

At the hospital

I told Berkeley what had happened. She couldn't be with him because she was all the way in California. I looked up. He was still passed out. They had found what had caused this. An overdose of his pills. Apparently he had been doing this nightly. I knew he shouldn't have ever taken those damn pills. I mean look what they did to me after years of using them to get away. He suddenly woke up. He looked around. "Damn it!" He whispered yelled. "Yea you're not going back on that. Not after what happened. Your mother has agreed. She more scared than mad but we knew it was bound to happen." I said. He put his hands over his face. And then stood up. I stood up as well. I didn't notice until now that he was exactly my height. Another genetic trait that I passed down to Berkeley. He put his arms around me. "Thanks for saving me grandpa." He said. I just hugged him. I was glad he was ok. I felt him go down a bit. He was still weak. I put him back on the bed. I lifted his legs and put them under the covers.

Back at home

Sara's POV

"Mickey you're so funny!" I said with laughter. "What can I say I am the son of Tré Cool! The worlds best drummer and joker!" He said. Without thinking I kissed Mickeys cheek. He as well as I blushed a bright red. He put his hand around the back of his neck. "So I do you wanna go on a date sometime. Y'know like..." "Yea Mickey that would be nice." I said. He blushed again. I pushed him in the grass and ran off. "You think you can hide from Mickey Otis Wright! The best seeker in the history of hide and seek!" He yelled. I juts giggled a bit as I hid in the tall grass. He was bound to find me but I don't care.

Mikey's POV

I searched for Sara. It wouldn't be long until I found her. When I say I'm the master of seeking I'm literally the master of seeking. I looked over and saw her long blond hair. I snuck over without making a sound. I then jumped. Jumping over her by accident. I fell head first on the ground. "Oh my gosh Mickey are you alright?" "Yea I'm fine just a little bump on the head nothing major." I said trying to sound funny. She hugged me. Suddenly dad came from behind us. "So what are you two love birds up to?" He said very causally. I just laughed as me and Sara got up and walked to dads car. I sat next to her. I wanted to make a move but how. Not like a major move but a move. I put my hand in hers. She jumped for a second but relaxed. She then wrapped her fingers between mine. "Aww young love." Dad said. I just rolled my eyes. Well he is my dad and I do get my comedian side from him. And my wretched good looks. We were at Sara's house. "I'll see you tomorrow Mickey thanks for today." She said. "Anytime Sara." I said as we drove off. I couldn't believe I asked her on a date.

Berkeleys POV

I heard Sara come through the door. "Hey sweetie how was you're day?" I asked. She came into the room. A wide smile was on her face. "Mickey asked me out on a date!" She said. My eyes widened. "Well it's about time!"'I said in a laugh. She just laughed too.

The next night

I brought Sara to the valley again. We had always gone here when we were little. I put down a blanket and some electronic candles so I wouldn't burn down the whole field if a candle got knocked down. We both sat down. Since we weren't old enough to drink I brought soda. It was a small simple date. Lots of awkward chatting. I kissed her cheek. She blushed as did I. I wasn't use to that nor was Sara.