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V: ASSHOLES!!!!

I was screaming. I didn't care. It was late and I just went to the bathroom and those assholes left me! Fuck tonight and their stupid boy shit! Fuck my stupid girl bladder! Fuck Ty and his dumb boy time obsession! Fuck Syd! Fucking cockblock!

Ty was soooo convinced I wouldn't bail on him for Roman, the fucking prick thought he could ditch me. Alone. In the dark. High on whatever the fuck that was.

I was grumbling my way back to the tour buses, still seething. I'm so done with Ty. Stringing me along, ignoring me, and then getting in the way any time another man looked at me. Fuck him!

I didn't go back to my bus. Ty was wrong and I would prove it.

Roman was shirtless when he answered the door. Good. His band mates fell silent as soon as I walked in. Maybe they'd leave, I honestly didn't care. I stumbled a bit and then we were kissing.

I: Oh God.... Vera, are you alright?

I didn't care who was talking. Roman was warm and interested and I just kissed him harder.

M: Roman, stop. She's clearly not sober.

And then the room spun, someone was grabbing me by the arm and I was struggling to keep up.

V: Stop!

R: What the fuck?

Roman was very clearly pissed off but I wasn't really seeing anything anymore.

M: Come on.

I couldn't place the voice of the man pulling me along. He was keeping me upright but he was moving so fast. I whined for him to stop. He didn't and then I heard knocking. It all seemed so far away.

M: Sit down.

S: Vera, are you okay?

Sophie... Ugh.. No...

V: I don't want to make out with youuuu! Find another girl!

I fell back in the seat giggling a bit.

S: Should I take her to an emergency room?

M: Hmm, I don't think she's at the point of overdose. Do you want to though?

S: I... I don't know...

M: I think she just needs to sleep it off... And maybe never take whatever that was ever again.

S: I definitely agree with the second part.

V: You two would make a cute couple! Too bad Marcus has the wrong parts!

M: Vera, go to sleep!

V: So grumpy!

M: She just needs to sleep it off. Trust me. I've dealt with addicts before.

S: ...Okay... Thank you Marcus...

W: I'm worried for you son. The drinking needs to stop.

C: Fine...

My voice was dead... I felt dead.

W: Cal, I mean it. You've aged ten years since July. I don't like leaving you home alone.

W: You need an outlet for these emotions. You won't speak to me so you need to find some way to work through this and move on with your life.

C: I have Youtube with Derek...

W: Does Derek know your situation?

C: Why the fuck would I air all my shit to him?

W: You've pushed everyone away. I guess I'd hoped you would open up to someone... Noah and Marty said you don't talk to them anymore.

C: They wouldn't get it... Marty's engaged... Noah's never dated...

W: You don't come to me either Cal...

C: Mom didn't cheat... She just... left...

W: I am here for you son... Please promise me you'll open up to someone.

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