Rock 'n' Roses (sequel to found again)

We were now once again on a plane to Milan. The encounter with Andy was still running through my mind. Why would he do that when he knows what happened to Michael and how bad it affected the both of us? The question was baffling me because I couldn't find a valid excuse for him to do that. This plane ride was taking too long. I couldn't wait to get off it. All I seemed to want to do was cry. I don’t know if it’s because I'm missing Ricky, if it is because of how much I miss Michael or if is because my best friend is fucked up on drugs and I don’t know what to do. Maybe it’s a combination of all three. But all I know is that I want it all to stop Andy’s p.o.v Sitting on the sofa in the apartment that Juliet shared, I felt so alone, so disappointed in myself. Riot was right I was a selfish bastard who only gave a fuck about himself. But I can’t believe she would bring up Michael. She knows how touchy the topic is for me. I was brought out of my day dream by pounding on the door. Juliet looked up from snorting coke and stared wide eyed as my father shouted through the door telling me to open it. I opened the door for him. Juliet was still frozen in fear. He looked at the cocaine on the coffee table and back up at me and Juliet in anger. I've never seen that look on his face before. His eyes were just pure fury but disappointment at the same time. Juliet shot up and ran out the door. I don’t know if it was because I was so high or if it was because I was ashamed of myself but I couldn't move from my spot and to be honest it’s starting to look like the second option. “Why? Why the fuck would you do something so stupid as to take drugs?” my father asked “I don’t know” I replied. “I honestly can’t tell you that answer because I don’t have it” I continued “Not fucking good enough! We didn't raise you like this Andy!” my dad shouted. I flinched at his raised voice “Andy I love you son, but you need help” my mother choked out between sobs “NO! I am NOT going to rehab! Think again if you think that that is ever going to happen!” I shouted back at her. My mum just cried harder “Andy I love you, you’re my only son. I don’t want to be putting you in the fucking ground before I am just because you made a fucked up decision to take drugs!” she screamed at me through the tears. “Please son, please, I am begging you, please go get help” she said more calmly this time. I couldn't take it anymore. I broke down and fell to my knees, sobbing like a child. She ran over to me and rocked me in her arms. She was right. I needed to get my act together.

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