Falling

Part 2.

Dan's pov.
We walk into the venue and make our way to the stage. Platz stays on the side. It really sucks that he can't play. I mean, Pelham is great, but I love playing with Platz more. The music starts and on cue I come on. The fans go nuts. It is nice to see how they appreciate the music and know every single lyric by heart. The music goes on and the night flies by and before we know it the show is over. We thank the audience and walk off stage. Platz is still there. He sits there every show, even when he has seen it so many times already. He stands up and we hug. "That went well right?" He askes me. I nod. They guys walk to the chillout room but I don't want to join them, not today. I walk out and back to the tourbus. Platz is following me but I don't mind. It is what I wanted. To be alone with Platz for once. I walk into the bus with Platz right behind me. He closes the door and I turn around to kiss him. He kisses back. We slowly walk to the living area and sit on the couch. My hands wander off a bit and lets just say that not so long after we are both shirtless. We take a break to walk to the bunks and we lay down on mine, seen as mine is further to the back. We go on for a bit before we just lay next to each other and pull the blanket over us. When I begin to feel sleepy I change into my pjamas and lie back down. Platz wraps his arm around me and I do the same. I close my eyes and fall asleep.

Wayne's pov.
We walk back to the bus because we have been in the venue long enough. I open the door and see that Platz and Dan aren't there. I walk to the bunks and see that they are asleep already, arms around each other. They look cute like that. I walk back to the living area and see that Ralph is making tea. When he is done he gives Pelham a mug and sits down next to me. "I'm worried about Dan." he says. "Why?" I ask back. "He is losing weight. It is just not normal. He is a big guy, and way to skinny." Ralph says. I nod. He is right. "But we can't force him to eat." Ben says, joining in. "We can. Just sit with him until he has finished and don't let him go to the toilet right after, wait at least 30 minutes." Ralph says and I wonder why. "Why wait?" I ask. "Daniel used to do that, puke out what he had just eaten. We sat with him until he had finished his meal but he still lost weight. That was when we found out. There was a time that he wasn't really skinny, like actually pretty fat. And in a couple of months he went from fat to a walking skeleton. It got so bad that we had to bring him to the hospital. And after it he still didn't eat properly but he was very slowly getting better." Ralph says and I'm a bit shocked. It has happened to Dan too when he was younger, but he already was really skinny. He just didn't want to believe it. "Dan has stopped eating before, and ended up in the hospital. And now he is doing it again." I say and look the other way. I'm actually a bit mad at Dan. He had promised me that he would never do it again, and now he does. As I'm thinking about it I get madder and madder until I jump up and walk to the bunks. I pull the blanket away from Dan, waking him up, and after being sure that Platz is still under it and pick him up. He is seriously way to light. "Let me go!" He says but I don't listen. I walk back with him to the living area and dump him on the couch. Ralph had sensed what I was planning and he puts a plate full of sandwiches on the table. "You're not going back to bed until that plate is empty." I say and Dan just looks at it. "Well, come on." I say and he moves to get one. He takes a little bite out of it and puts it back. "You guys can go to bed." I say to Pelham and Ben. They nod and stand up. "Dan, why are you doing this to yourself?" Ralph asks him. "Because I'm fat." Dan says. "No! You're not. Look at yourself, you're just skin and bones." I say. Dan just shakes his head. "Wait, I have an idea." Ralph says and walks away. A few minutes later he comes back with the mirror from the bathroom. It is just a click in thingy so you can take it out. He places it against the wall. "Dan, look in the mirror and tell me what you see." Ralph says and with my help Dan stands up. Dan looks and shakes his head. "Well, then can you draw it?" Ralph asks and gives him a pen and paper. Dan begins drawing and a few minutes later he is finished and gives the paper to Ralph. He looks at it and then gives it to me. I look and see that Dan had drawn himself with 2 legs. "Dan, come back here." Ralph says and I help him back up. He stands there and looks at Ralph. "Look in the mirror." Ralph says and Dan looks. "And now look down." Ralph says and it seems like that Dan had noticed that it was different. He looks in the mirror and back at himself again. He moves his hand and lifts his shirt a little bit. You can see some of the scars but most of all you can see his bones sticking out. He lets go of me and falls to the ground, crying now. "Help me, please." he says in a whisper, so soft that I can barely hear it. I sit down next to him and hug him. I hear another sound and see Platz standing there. He is holding his shoulder and it looks like he is in a lot of pain. "Do we have any painkillers left? I can't find them." he says and Ralph stands up and walks back to the bunks. A few moments later he is back with a strip of pills. "Here you go." He says and gives it to Platz. After that he picks the mirror up to bring it back. Platz gets a glass of water and takes some of the pills. "Let's get Dan back to bed." he says and walks to us. He picks Dan up with his good arm and they walk back. It looks kind of weird, but it's working. It almost looks like they have done it before. I follow them after I have set the sandwiches away and when I look at them I see that Platz is already asleep because of the meds and that Dan is crying silently into Platz' shirt. I leave him, he will feel most save with Platz, even when he is asleep.

*2 weeks later*
Platz' pov.
We are in back in America for the last part of the tour. Dan luckily has been eating well and he is doing a lot better. He seems happy again. We are playing a gig in Las Vegas tonight. Our old hometown. It will feel weird to play here I think. I don't really know of course. I'll be just sitting backstage again. I love to see Dan being on stage. And in a couple of hours I'll be able to see him there again. But for now I'm sitting in the tourbus while the rest is soundchecking. Ralph is still in Amsterdam. The managment wouldn't let him come with us so he had to stay behind. He said he didn't mind but I was pretty sure he did. Laura said she would check up on him, making sure he wouldn't do anything stupid. He still wasn't dealing with Daniel's death. He would just sit in his room all day, or when we were touring he was just being sad all the time and not really saying anything. He was doing the same as I had done all those years ago when my parents had died. And I can tell you, it is not good to do that, ignoring everyone and be alone. But we had said that we would videochat, so I could check up on him. I look at my phone and see that it's almost time. I open my laptop and see Ralph coming online. I open a new videochat and wait for him to answer it. When he does I see that he looks like shit. "Hi! How are you?" I ask him. "Hi, I'm fine." he says back but I don't believe him. We talk for a bit more and he at some points gets a class of water and I notice the bandage around his arm. "Ralph, what happened to your arm?" I ask, actually knowing what happened. "Ooh nothing." he says quickly. "You're cutting, aren't you?" I say, more stating than asking. He doesn't answer and looks down. "You shouldn't do it. It only makes things worse. Look what happened to Daniel." I say and Ralph ends the videochat. I shouldn't have talked about Daniel, but maybe he will realise what he is doing now. I put my laptop away and walk out of the bus to the others. "How is Ralph?" Dan asks as soon as I sit down. "Not good. he has been cutting." I say. Dan leans against me and sighs. "What can we do about it? We are on the other side of the world?" Dan asks me. "I don't know. Just talking to him doesn't seem to work." I say back. "Let's not think about that now. Just enjoy your show." I say to Dan and he seems to relax a bit.