Rock 'n' Roses (sequel to found again)

He smirked back at me “same thing you're doing here darling! I'm on tour” he said “DON’T call me ‘darling’. Okay first, I didn’t hear of Black Veil Brides doing a European tour and second what the fuck is going on with you?! You're a fucking junkie now?! For someone who preaches about staying away from drugs and that you would never touch that shit, you're being a fucking hypocrite about it right now!” I shouted “how could you?! Are you thick in the head or what?! Why would you even touch it when we had a close friend die from an overdose on fucking cocaine! I thought you would be smarter than that! Jesus Christ!” I shouted. His face dropped at the mention of Michael. Michael was a really old friend of ours who parted from our group of friends and fell in with the wrong crowd as we got older. We still talked and were still good friends with him but we just didn’t hang out as much anymore. He got really into drugs and was rushed to the hospital multiple times and every time we would sit in the hospital for two days sometimes three or four and wait for him to get better so he could get out. He refused rehab every time it was brought up. Unfortunately on the seventh time he was rushed into that dreaded hospital he didn’t come out alive, instead he came out in a casket. We sat by his hospital bed for seven days waiting for him to wake up but he never did. He was on life support, the only thing keeping him ‘alive’, if that’s what he even was, was the air being pumped into his useless lungs. Andy and I were heartbroken when he passed away. It used to be the three of us against the world. The three musketeers. But obviously that wasn’t meant to last. Andy and I made a serious vow that we would never even touch drugs. The topic of Michael was a sensitive one for both of us. So the fact that I brought him up made tears appear in Andy’s eyes “you broke our promise” I whispered “you fucking broke it you asshole!” I said my voice getting significantly louder. He flinched as my voice got louder and as I slapped him hard in the face. Then I looked closer at his eyes. His pupils were giant “oh my god! You're on drugs right now?!” I screeched and he turned his head away “I’ll kill you, you selfish motherfucker!” I screamed at him, attacking him. Hitting him and kicking him any way I could while Roxie tried to hold me back “have you ever thought about how anyone else would feel?! Huh?! How you being off your fucking head would affect people around you?! What about your mum and dad?! What about all your friends?! What about your girlfriend?! What about me?! Have you ever thought about how I would feel?! How devastated I would be if I lost my best friend for good this time?! Huh?! Yeah because you fucking didn’t you selfish bastard! You know what?! Rot in hell for all I give a fuck!” I screamed still trying to wriggle out of Roxie’s tight grasp “Riot I'm so sorry!” he said and I laughed a dry, humourless laugh “don’t you dare stand there and lie to me. You're not fucking sorry! You know how much I absolutely despise drugs after what they done to Michael but yet you still went and did them anyway! For a moment there I was scared about losing my best friend. But to be honest it looks like I already lost him” I said, a tear running down my face. I composed myself and walked away. I needed to call Ricky.

Notes

i just had to give you two chapters today to make up for the slow updates but i'll be able to do a lot more now since my laptop will be in school with me now :) anyway let me know what you think in the comments or subscribe and vote please love you all! :)