Brian's Point of View

I woke up to the sound of my cell phone going off on the night stand. If there is one thing I hate it's coming down from coke but it's more of a nagging feeling now thanks to the heroin.

"Hello." I said into the phone.

"Hey, Babe. Can you come over?" asked a female's voice.

"Who the fuck is this?" I asked.

"It's Cole."

"What the fuck do you want?"

"I need you to help me?"

"With what?"

"There's someone trying to get into the house. I'm scared, Bri."

I sat there thinking about whether or not to go. I knew what she was doing cause she's done this before.

She calls me with some bullshit about being scared and when I go to her she's perfectly fine. And she then convinces me to turn what started out as normal day, for me, into a wild night of sex and cocaine. It's something that I used to look forward to I mean coke and sex are two things that rarely happen at the same time for me. But for some reason unbeknownst to me I don't wanna go.

"Not my problem." I said before hanging up and turning my phone on silent.

I looked outside and it was dark now.

I walked downstairs in search of Rosalie glancing at the clock as I went by to make sure she'd be home from work.

"Hey, Rose. You home?" I called out once I reached the bottom step.

"Yeah, I'm in here." I smile spread on my face once my ears were met with her voice. Wait, what? Since when do I smile? And because of a fucking girl! What's happening to me. Could I be in love with this girl? But I can't love anymore, can I?

Rosalie's Point of View

"Hey, Rose. You home?" I heard Brian call out from the stairs.

Shit here it goes. I'd convinced Zacky and Matt to let me handle this ultimatum, to which Ami agreed.

"Yeah, I'm in here" I yelled. I have no idea how to do this? What if he freaks out? What if he chooses jail? I don't think Matt or anyone really ready for that because I think he's pretty much gone if he does. And if he's gone then there is no need for me to be here. Would I stay anyway?

"Rose!" Brian yelled from his seat on the coffee table in front of me.

"Hey, what's up?" I asked trying my damnedest to put up a happy front. I told them I'd talk to him but I didn't say I'd do it as soon as I got back.

"Nothing, are you alright?" He asked looking worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I said with a smile before I got up and began looking for something to watch. I've been fending for some Dexter but that's a rather intense show and I need something to make me feel better so I reached for a movie that always makes me laugh, Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back.

"Does this have anything to do with that phone call you go the other day?" Brian asked.

"What?" Fuck, please don't remember.

"The phone call you got the other day when we were outside. You brushed it off." He asked from the couch.

"No, it's not about that." Fuck, I don't wanna talk about this now. What the fuck can I use to throw him off the trial he found. Oh, I know.

"I got fired." I said as I put the DVD in.

"What the fuck. Why?"

"Because I'm living with you." I said as I walked into the kitchen to put a pizza on.

"Can they do that?" Brian asked from the doorway.

"I guess so." I answered before I looked over at him and set the timer for 15 minutes.

"I'm sorry." Brian said.

"It's okay. I asked to move in here remember." I replied with a smile letting him know that I wasn't mad.

"So what are your plans for tonight?" Brian asked trying to change the subject.

"Well, I thought I'd watch a movie or two eat some pizza and other junk food and then got to bed. You wanna join me?"

"Yeah, sounds great to me."

"Alright, Brian sit down. We have to talk about something." I said as I took a seat on the counter.

"Okay." Brian replied hesitantly before sitting down next to me on the counter.

"Matt called earlier." I began looking over at him, he nodded.

"And he told me to come over. I asked him why and he said that Zack was about to call the police on you." I said watching his face the whole time waiting to gauge his response.

His face was just confusion.

"Why?" He asked.

"What do you remember about today?" I asked.

He sat there for a minute before he replied, "I remember waking up and coming downstairs to meet Cole at like five this morning after you left. And then I remember doing some coke and after that nothing until I woke up a like twenty minutes ago."

"You don't remember talking to me?" I asked

"No, what'd I say?"

"You asked me to get you some plastic lemons, condoms, cotton balls and a Twix. And made a dirty comment." I said with a blush.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay. But I said No cause I'm not stupid I know what the lemon juice and cotton balls are for but I did get you your condoms and a Twix though." I said pointing to the Rite-Aid bag on the counter.

"Thanks but why does Zacky want me arrested?"

"Well, when I got over to Matt's place Ami filled me in. She said that when Zack got home today his door was kicked in. And when he went in everything was fine an just as he left. But he went up to the panic room where the video is for his security cameras are and rewound the tape to see who kicked in his door-"

"And it was me." Brian finished.

"Yeah."

"So, why am I not in jail right now?"

"Well, Ami talked him down and told him that this could be a good thing."

"How?"

"Well, since Zacky's hell bent on something being done about this we're giving you a choice."

"What are my options?" He said looking scared.

"Jail or Rehab." I said. Now it's my turn to look scared.

Notes

Okay so here is an update. I think I've found my inspiration for this story again.

What do you think Brian will say?

I love you all!