i will let you down, i will make you hurt.

Abigail bit her lip as Matt whispered in her ear, his breath running down her neck. It was driving her insane. "Let's throw the game." She whispered back before taking his hand and walking over to the pool table.

Jimmy and Johnny went first and Abigail couldn't help but stare at Matt. She started to feel feelings she hadn't felt before. She knew she was horny, but it felt like butterflies in her heart. It almost felt like it did when she knew she was in love with him. She couldn't understand why she was feeling it, but she wasn't complaining.

She was shaken from her thoughts when Matt nudged her, telling her to take the first shot. She took a sip of his beer and stepped up to the table. She looked over her options, deciding to make it look like she was playing, just so it didn't look too obvious. She bent over, lined up her shot and sunk it in the pocket.

---

Zacky and Brian walked a few blocks before stopping in a park. Brian looked around before telling Zacky to sit on the bench.
Zacky watched as Brian walked over to some guy, who was looking right at Zacky. Brian and the man talked a bit before he saw the man hand Brian something. Brian looked at it before nodding and handing the man money.
"Come on." Brian mumbled as he kept walking past him.

Once they got back to the hotel Brian pulled out the gallon size zip lock bag, which was filled half way with tiny little baggies.
"I got two ounces. Figured we could split it." He said, opening the bag. He counted out 28 little baggies before putting them into another bag and handing it to Zacky.
"Thanks man." He said, nodding at Brian. Brian didn't say anything as he made his own needle. Zacky figured he should leave and get back to Kristen. He stopped at their room first, hiding the bag but slipping 2 little baggies in his pocket.

Robyn had a few more drinks while she was waiting for Zacky to get back, and soon she started feeling a little funny. But not drunk funny. This was weird. She could feel herself heart rate slowing down, she was having a little trouble breathing, and she felt dizzy. She reached out for her beer bottle, but felt like she was having a hard time controlling her hand.

I just need to find Zack and go lay down, then I'll be fine, she thought to herself. She slowly spun around on the barstool, carefully getting to her feet. She decided to go wait for Zacky at the table, but as she headed in that direction, she noticed black spots appearing in her vision, and suddenly everything went black.

---

When Abigail sunk her ball, Matt took a sip of his beer, stepping up to take his shot. He didn't think he'd have much of a problem throwing the game, as close to being drunk as he already was. He just hoped it didn't impede what he was going to do with Abigail. Matt took his shot, sinking a ball and stepping aside for Abigail to take her next shot.

Before he knew it, both beers he'd ordered were empty. He frowned. he wasn't ready to quit drinking. He knew he shouldn't, but he excused himself, going over to the bar to order a few more beers, along with a couple of shots. He downed the shots before grabbing the beers and heading back to the pool table.

Abigail took her shot as Matt went back to the bar to get more drinks. She lined it up, making it miss the hole.
"Oops." She said shrugging. She looked over to find Matt and saw Kristen get up from the bar. Abigail furrowed her eyebrows, noticing Kristen stumble.
"Shit!" She shouted as she saw Kristen collapse to the ground. She rushed over to her and rolled her onto her back, placing her head in her lap. She checked her pulse and found it was weak.
"Call 911!" She shouted as she tried waking Kristen up, knowing it won't help.

---

Zacky got back to the bar and noticed an ambulance out front. He shrrhe ugged it off and headed in. He was heading towards the table everyone was at when he saw Kristen on a stretcher.
He rushed up to her, but got pushed back by the EMT. "What the fuck happened?!" He yelled.

He looked over at the guys and saw Abigail in tears and the rest of the guys with their heads down. "They think she overdosed.." Jimmy finally said, looking at him.
Zacky shook his head, running his hands though his hair and pulling. This was his fault. He let her do heroin. He didn't stop her, he encouraged her. He almost killed her.
He punched the table in front of him and walked out of the bar.

When Kristen woke up, she was a little surprised to find that she was in the hospital. In her left hand was an IV, which was infusing God knows what her. Her throat hurt and she wanted some water, so she hit the button to call for the nurse. "Could I get some water, please?" she asked. It shocked her how raspy her voice sounded. The nurse said she'd bring her a cup of water soon. When the nurse came in with her water, Kristen took it and chugged half of it before looking up at the nurse. "What...What happened to me?"

"You overdosed on heroin because you were drinking alcohol," the nurse explained. Kristen made a face of confusion and the nurse continued. "Alcohol and heroin both depress the central nervous system. When they interact in the body, the alcohol makes it much easier for you to overdose on heroin."

---

When Matt was heading back to the pool table, he noticed that Jimmy, Johnny, and Abigail weren't there. He glanced around, confused, until he noticed the EMTs rushing inside. He looked over where they were running to and saw Kristen laying on the ground. He ran over, pulling Abigail close to his side. A few minutes later, Zacky came over demanding answers from the EMTs.

"Let's go find him," Matt said. Zacky was high, so there was no telling where he ran off to. But he really needed to go to the hospital to be with Kristen if they would let him.

Abigail and Matt went one way, Jimmy and Johnny went the other. She held Matts hand tight, worried about both Zack and Kristen. She had a feeling Zacky might do something stupid, so they needed to find him soon.

Block after block they couldn't find Zacky. Jimmy and Johnny texted to see of they found them, so they weren't having any luck either.
"I don't know what to do," Abigail said stopping in the middle of the sidewalk. She looked at Matt as tears started to well up in her eyes.
"What if he already did something? What if we are too late?" She said as the tears fell from her eyes.

---

Zacky walked and walked, not caring where he was going, not sure what to do. He was extremely guilty for what happened to Kristen. The love of his life, his rock. He tried to think about what would've happened if he never got her on heroin. If he wasn't such a push over. He knew she was hooked, but he never thought she would OD. He always thought he would be the one to do that.

He found himself in front of the hospital. He wasn't sure if Kristen would be at this one, but he thought he could try. He took a deep breath and walked in.
"Hi. Um, is Kristen Andrews here?" He asked the lady behind the desk. She typed away at her computer and nodded.
"Yes, but she is in ICU. She can't have any visitors until the doctor clears her." She said looking at him.
"Can you at least tell me if she is alright?"

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you anything else unless you are family." She said before turning away from him and helping another person that walked in.
Zacky kicked the front of the desk before storming over and sitting in the waiting room.

Kristen was sure everyone else knew what had happened by now, and she dreaded seeing them. How would they feel about her after she accidentally overdosed? But the strangest thing was...she didn't want to stop. Because the nurse said she only overdosed because of the alcohol, right? So if she ddidn't drink while she was high, she'd be fine.

But Kristen knew Zacky would be a major obstacle now. But he was a pushover and as terrible as it sounded, Kristen could use that to her advantage. And if Zacky happened to not know what she was doing, what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

---

"I'm sure he's fine," Matt assured Abigail. He reached up to wipe away her tears. "Don't cry, okay? Everything's gonna be okay." But truthfully, Matt didn't know. If Kristen for some reason didn't make it and Zacky found out before they could get to him, they might lose two friends instead of one.

"Let's go check the hospital," Matt suggested. "Maybe Zacky went there to look for Kristen. They'd checked everywhere but there, so if they didn't find Zacky there, they'd just have to call the police and report him missing.

Abigail nodded at Matt, wiping away the rest of her tears before grabbing his hand and walking towards the direction of the hospital.

When they arrived they found Zacky sitting in the lobby with his head in his hands. She let go of Matts hand and rushed over to him. She flung her arms around him and hugged him.
"Don't you ever do that again. Do you realize how fucking worried I was?"
She pulled back and grabbed his face in her hands. "We love you okay?"

"Is she okay?" She asked as she stood straight up and taking a seat next to him.

---

Zacky looked at Abigail and nodded, "I love you too." He said before looking back down at the ground.
"I don't know, she's in the ICU. They won't tell me anything because I'm not family." He said rubbing a hand down his face. He needed to know something, anything. He was scared she wasn't going to make it. How could she OD. She did the same amount he does. He didn't understand.

"Are you here for Kristen Andrews?" A nurse said quietly. Zacky shot up and nodded his head.
"Follow me. The doctor has some questions." Zacky started to get nervous. What if they arrest him? Or her. He didn't know if she was awake, so he didn't know if he should lie.

Once they got to the back, they were brought into a small room with a couch and 2 chairs. The Doctor stood up and shook his hand.
"I just had a few questions for you. Um, how long has Kristen been addicted to Heroin?" He asked. Zacky shook his head. "I'm not sure."
"Well, she overdosed, but is doing fine now. She had high amounts of heroin and alcohol in her system, which caused the overdose.
"She should be released tomorrow morning if everything stays the same. We do recommend rehab, but we cannot force her. But please understand just how serious this can be." The doctor shook Zacky's hand before leaving.

Kristen picked up the remote and turned on the TV. She didn't know what to do, since the doctor said she wouldn't be released until tomorrow. Someone had stopped by earlier to talk to her about rehab and she had the brochures sitting on her bedside table, but she wasn't going to go.

Kristen knew she had to want to quit to go to rehab, and she didn't. Sure, she'd almost died tonight, but she wasn't willing to give up the rush that the heroin gave her.

---

"Surely they would've said something if Kristen was going to die," Matt said. He knew there was no way to really know because they weren't her family. Zacky should've lied and said he was her fiance, but Matt was sure that now was the right time to criticize Zacky.

"I'm gonna run down to the vending machine and get a soda and chips," Matt said, getting to his feet. He looked over at Abigail. "Baby, you want anything?" He needed to get something in his stomach to try and sober up, since there wasn't a chance for him to get any more drunk.

"Uh, yeah. Just a soda. Thanks." Abigail said as she rested her head on the back of the chair. She was exhausted, mentally and physically. She was so worried about Kristen.

She started to feel the urge for another line, but figured now wasn't the best time. She started to get restless. She looked around for Matt, bouncing her leg. She needed a fix, and bad. She started to chew on her thumb nail, trying to get her mind off the nagging urge for drugs.

---

Zacky made his way down the hall to Kristen's room. He knocked softly before opening the door. He rushed over and pulled her into a hug. He didn't say anything, he just held her.

He pulled a chair over and sat down, holding her hand.
"What happened?" He asked looking at her. She explained what the doctor said. He hung his head and felt tears fall from his eyes.
"This is my fault." He whispered. "I let you use it. I gave it to you." The tears fell faster from his eyes. He brought her hand to his mouth and kissed it.

Seeing Zacky cry made Kristen upset, and she started to cry, too. "It's not your fault, Zacky," she whispered. After he kissed her hand, she pulled it from him and rested it on his cheek. "It's mine. The nurse and doctor said I only overdosed because I mixed the heroin with alcohol. But I'm not going to do that anymore."

Kristen wondered if Zacky would want to quit now that this had happened. She knew that he obviously blamed himself, even though he shouldn't. Sure, he'd given her the heroin, but she'd been the one to seek it out. And even if she hadn't, she could've turned it down.

---

"Alright." Matt nodded and headed off down the hall, searching for a vending machine. When he finally found one, he pulled his wallet from his back pocket and pulled out a five dollar bill. He bought himself a coke and two bags of chips, and he bought Abigail a Sprite and a Snickers bar.

"I bought you a candy bar, too," Matt told her, smiling as he sat down and handed her the candy and her soda. He opened one of his bags of chips and stuffed a few into his mouth, letting his head fall back against the seat.

"Thanks babe." Abigail said as she opened the soda he got her and taking a sip. She leaned back again, before sitting back up.
"I'll be right back." She said, giving him a kiss before rushing off to the bathroon. Luckily it was a one person bathroom, so she locked the door and pulled out her coke.
She poured the last bit on the back of the toilet before turning on the water. She snorted the line and leaned her head back, letting the burn wake up every nerve in her body.

She walked back out to the waiting room, feeling so much better. She smiled at Matt before giving him a long kiss. She giggled after pulling away and sat down next to him.
She pulled out her phone and texted her dealer from Huntington Beach, seeing if he knew anyone out here. She needed some tonight, and was willing to buy from a random stranger.

---

"But if you weren't on it, you wouldn't be here. I helped you get it babe. I helped put the fucking needle in your arm." He was starting to get mad at himself. He hated himself for being such a push over. He knew if he put his foot down she wouldn't have gotten onto it.

He let go of her hand and ran it through his hair. He shook his head and sighed.
"I don't know where to go from here." He said quietly. He knew stopping would be so hard, and couldn't do it on tour. But to keep doing it could kill them if they messed up like this again.

"Let's not worry about that right now, okay?" Kristen said, smiling softly. She reached for the hand Zacky kept nervously running through his hair and brought it down to her lap, squeezing it gently. She knew if Zacky started to really think about things, he'd want to quit using and want her to quit, too. But she just couldn't.

Kristen scooted over a bit in her bed and patted the empty spaces next to her. "Lay down with me," she said to Zacky. "I'm tired and I always sleep better with you next to me."

---

When Abigail disappeared, Matt knew exactly what she was doing. He just couldn't believe she was doing while they were sitting in the hospital after one of their best friends overdosed. But he didn't want to argue with her, not right here, so he didn't say anything. He just continued to eat his chips.

"I think we should probably head back to the hotel room soon and get some rest," Matt whispered to Abigail.

Abigail nodded and followed behind Matt, still texting her dealer. He said there was a guy he kind of knew, wasn't sure if he was still dealing coke. She asked to have him meet her at the hotel.

Once they got back to the hotel, she told Matt she had to meet her guy and would be up in a minute. She could tell he wasn't thrilled.
She walked into the pool area and saw one person in there.
"Hey, you know Kyle right?" He asked. Abigail nodded before pulling out her money.
"Here ya go." He said handing it over before snatching her money. And without a word the guy left.
"Well, he was weird." She said to herself before heading up to the room.

---

Zacky sighed heavily before climbing into the bed with her. He pulled her to his chest and pushed the button to lay the bed down and turned off the light.
"I love you." He whispered, kissing the top of her head. He pulled her close and shut his eyes.

He knew sleep wouldn't come easy, he had too much on his mind. But he tried to be quite for Kristen. He sighed and flipped through the channels on TV. He wanted everything to be okay, to go back to how it used to be.

Kristen took the bed remote from Zacky after he lowered the bed and raised the head a bit. Laying that flat wasn't comfortable when she didn't have like three pillows. She cuddled up close to Zacky, seeing a soft light fill the room as he turned on the television. "I love you too, Zack," she whispered. "No matter what happens."

Kristen gripped onto his shirt, slipping her leg inbetween his as she started to drift off to sleep. Even after such a short amount of time, she already missed the high she got from heroin and she hoped going to sleep would help her fix that.

---

Matt did nothing to hide his displeasure when Abigail mentioned something about going downstairs to meet her guy. She was obviously going to buy more cocaine. "That's fine, if she can get high, I'm going to get drunk," Matt mumbled to himself, going over to the mini-bar. He pulled out a couple of handfuls of small bottles and sat them down on the bedside table, stripping down to his boxers before laying down and opening the first bottle.

He'd finished half of the bottles before Abigail returned. He was sure she would go somewhere, probably the bathroom, to snort more lines. But honestly, who was he to judge?

Abigail walked into the room and headed straight for the bathroom. She pulled out the baggie she just bought and opened it. She dipped her pinky in and tasted it.
"What the.." it tasted sweet, like sugar. "No fucking way." The dude sold her powered sugar. She didn't get a chance to really look at it until now. She threw the bag away and stomped out into the room.
"Son of a bitch sold me powered sugar. Two hundred dollars for fucking sugar." She sent a nasty text to her dealer, letting him know. Which he replied " Not my problem darlin'.

She hung her head and sighed. She was out of cash until they got back to Huntington. And she wasn't sure if Matt would lend her some, expecially after this.

---

Zacky ended up falling asleep for just a few hours. He quietly slipped from Kristen's grasp and went to the bathroom. He needed to go back to the hotel and get a change of clothes for her, and a shower.
He placed a kiss on her head before walking out of her room. He called a cab on his way down to the front. He walked across the street and lit a cigarette. He still didn't know what to do. I mean, if they don't drink they would be fine. But he loved booze, but he loved heroin more. He sighed heavily and continued to puff on his cigarette.

After his shower he grabbed the bag of heroin. He made up a spoon and drew it into his needle. He sighed as he slipped a hair tie up his arm. He needed to stop, but he couldn't. It's like the drug controlled him.
It was almost like an outer body experience, as he slipped the needle into his arm and pushed the golden liquid into his veins. He didn't want to, but his body knew all the movements and did it for him.

He walked into the hospital room and smiled as he saw Kristen was up. He walked over and gave her a kiss.
"Brought you clothes and your shower stuff. Hopefully they let you shower before you leave."

Kristen shook her head. "I don't wanna shower here," she said. "I'll shower at the hotel or on the bus, wherever we're going." She didn't like the idea of showering in the hospital, it just felt weird. Besides, she knew Zacky had the heroin back at the hotel and she wanted some, pretty badly. She was well aware that this meant she probably had a problem, but she didn't really care.

Kristen took the clothes from Zacky and slipped into the bathroom to change. Once she'd changed she went back and sat down on the side of the bed, looking over at Zacky. She could tell he was high, and he'd obviously shot up when he went back to the hotel. She wasn't mad, but she would be if he tried to tell her she couldn't use anymore when he still was.

---

Matt sighed, setting aside the bottle he'd just finished off. "Do you need some cash?" he said. He had a couple hundred he could loan Abigail, but next time he'd go with her. "And next time you go out to make a buy from someone you don't know, I'm going with you. That way if they give you problems, I can kick their ass. And also, taste it before you buy."

Matt twisted the top off of another bottle, tipping it back and chugging the whole thing in one go. "Why don't you come lay down with me?" he suggested, patting the spot next to him. "We can cuddle and watch a movie, maybe that'll help you feel better."

"If that's okay, I would appreciate it. Thank you." She said, making her way over to her duffle bag and pulled out a tank top and sleep shorts.
"Okay, I guess that's okay. I normally do, but he left quick before I could even do anything." She quickly changed and hopped into bed with Matt.
She reached over and grabbed 2 bottles of alcohol from the side table. She downed them before snuggling into Matts chest.

She tried to stay awake during movie, but couldn't help sleep taking over.

---

Once Kristen was discharged, they went back to the hotel. He still wasn't sure if he was okay with her using, but if she didn't drink he guess it wasn't that big of a deal. He wasn't ready to quit yet, so he can't tell her no.

"Want me to make you a needle now? Or shower first?" He asked as he sat down at the desk.

"I'll shower first," Kristen said. She pulled her shower things out of the bag Zacky had taken to the hospital for her. "And I'll make up my own needle, you don't have to worry about it." She smiled at him before going into the bathroom. She didn't like Zacky doing up her needles, because he never made her enough. And he always made himself more, which Kristen didn't think was fair.

---

"I'll get some out of the ATM tomorrow," Matt said. He pulled Abigail against his chest, rubbing her upper arm as she fell asleep. Matt probably wouldn't fall asleep for awhile, not until he was a little more drunk. That's the point he'd gotten to, where he couldn't hardly fall asleep sober. He knew he had problems, but so did everybody else in their little group.

The next morning Abigail found herself sprawled out on the other side of the bed. She rolled over and rubbed her eyes. She smiled when she saw Matt laying on his stomach, head buried in his pillow. She scooted over and softly ran her fingers up and down his back.
She didn't have the urge for a line, not yet anyways. She was enjoying the little moments she got with Matt, like this one. The sun barely coming in from the cracks in the curtains, making an almost halo effect around Matt.

Finally the urge to pee was unbareable, she slipped out of bed and headed into the bathroom. She finished and walked back out, slipping back onto bed and hoping she didn't wake Matt up.

---

"Okay, just thought I'd ask." He said before leaning back in the chair. He sighed before getting up and grabbing the remote. He sat on the edge of the bed and turned the TV on, flipping through the channels. He found an old horror movie and scooted back on the bed resting his back against the headboard. He didn't need anymore, not for awhile. He still felt pretty fuzzy and his head was floating.

After a few minutes, he felt himself start to nod off, jerking his head up when he felt it start to fall to the side. Soon enough, he let his drug induced sleep take over.

Kristen spent a bit longer than she normally would in the shower, scrubbing away the dirt and grit from the night at the bar and being at the hospital. When she went back out into the room, she found Zacky asleep on the bed and she smiled softly. Kristen went over and sat down at the desk, reaching for the bag of heroin. She made up a good amount and went through the motions, injecting the liquid heroin into her vein before tossing the needle in the trash. Afterwards she went over to the bed and slipped in next to Zacky.

---

Matt groaned when he felt the bed move, pressing his face harder into the pillow. His head hurt and he just wanted to sleep. He rolled over, rubbing at his face before looking at Abigail through half-lidded eyes. "How are you feeling this morning, baby?" he asked. He knew Abigail was probably wanting more cocaine and even thought Matt wasn't entirely happy she did it, he didn't like the thought of her being uncomfortable or unhappy because she didn't have any.