Pick your poison twisted insane
AJ, former bad boy extrodinaire, had become preachy about how in drinking all of the time, Nick wasn't really solving any of his problems, and pointing out how supportive the guys had become about his own problem. THey all thought that Nick was trying to take up the 'bad boy' spot in the grup that had been vacated by AJ. Suddenly, Nick was a shit-disturber and was always drunk in their eyes. The thing that made that made the guys zero in on him was the infamous arrest.
That isn't to say that everyone just stopped drinking, but suddenly comeing hompe pissed more than once a week, which wsa nothing unusual pre-rehab, was suddenly a huge deal. 'They were probably congratulating themselves on catching their little Nicky early, before he turned into the next AJ.' He sighed, and stared back down at the lady at the desk filling out his paperwork.Īfter AJ's come from rehab, everyone became obssessed with everyone elses drinking habits, as if alcoholism ws contagious. 'You'd think they'd notice some sort of difference between us.' He shook his head at how blind his friends had become. Aj'd looked sick the first few weeks, just generally shakey and depressed the next couple, and just a whole lot better and at peace with himself at the end. 'Alcoholic or not!' He sighed, remembering AJ's time in rehab. 'How did AJ ever survive this?' Nick wondered. Some where in stages of withdrawl, some were finsihed, like him, hell, some where drunk or stoned. He looked around at the people milling around the rehab facility he was standing in teh middle of. Las tday, last hour, last ten minutes he woujld ever spend in this building.
Last day in this God forsaken place, Nick told himself, staring longingly at the front door of the sombre building. It's all for fun, it's all fiction, nothing's real in this! I swear it all just came from my warped little mind. don't know ANYONE and Much Music is owned by CHUM Limited. And Bradford, Dude, if for some insane reason you are reading this (or someone that is family) I really don't dislike you, I just picked someone at random! Don't hate me! so, ya. Hell, Rick could kick my ass, so George or Bradford could DEFINITELY kick my ass.and there may come a time when they hold my career in the palm of their hand. I don't know and have never met the Backstreet Boys, and I certainly don't know the Much Music people! (Nothing against them! moses, don't sue me!) 'Cause, frankly, those are the people I'm really afraid of. Kay, it's a long one, so pay attn! I don't know anyone in this story or pretend to know them.okay, sometimes I pretend, but it's just fun. In this case, Brian and Nick.*grin* Two: Brian IS married in this, and he IS cheating on her (I have the tendency to make Bri a badass a lot, sorry) if you don't like this, I'm sorry, but it's part of my *conflict*ĭisclaimer. that means that two guys are doing "the nasty" together. Warning: In case you need to know, this is slash. Feedback: Dear God, yes! I'd love you forever.