I sat in the middle front seat of my car, Matt was driving, because I...well I didn't feel like driving anymore today. I drove all the way here from Huntington Beach, so I don't want to drive anymore. Brian sat in the seat next to me; while Jimmy, Johnny, and Zacky sat in the back seats, with Lizbeth in Zacky's lap.

"What kind of places are there to go eat at in Vegas?" Johnny asked, looking at me.

"Uhmm, how the fuck am I supposed to know? I've never been here remember?" I barked at the small male sitting in the back seat.

"If you've never been here then how in the hell do you know all the fucking roads? You had six hits of acid under your tongue when we let you drive to the god damn hotel!" Johnny began freaking out like a lil old lady.

I couldn't help but begin laughing. My eyes weren't on him, no I refused to give him that satisfaction...little dwarf man. Instead, I kept my eyes on the road, even though I wasn't the one driving, and I couldn't seem to stop laughing. I could hear Lizbeth yelling at him in the back seat to calm down, because if he didn't someone would get thrown out of the car; and it wasn't going to be her.

"Will you just shut the fuck up already, I'm tired of hearing your damn bitching!" Johnny shouted suddenly.

I was shocked to hear that statement come from his lips. Everyone probably was too. No one said a single word in that moment. I swear Matt probably nearly wrecked; he did swerve the car just a bit. Though if he wrecked my baby, I would fucking kill him.

"Wow." Brian stated, " I never guessed that the day Johnny finally grew some balls, he'd jump ball-deep into a problem like this one."

This caused not only myself, but Zacky and Jimmy to started laughing at Brian's out burst. Brian had that signature smirk on his face; as he usually does. I looked in the rearview mirror, at Lizbeth. What I saw did slightly shock me. She didn't look mad at Johnny, oh no, instead she was sitting there glarring at Brian. Strange usually she would get mad at Johnny. Not Brian.

Matt pulled into a diner as quickly as he found it; not caring about everyone else's opinion on if we ate there or not. I guess it doesn't matter really...as long as we get food before I get sick. I haven't eaten in forever. He barked orders about everyone behaving themselves until we got back to the hotel, but we all knew that it would never happen no matter what. The friends in this group didn't know the meaning of the word 'behave'. It's what makes them so entertaining especially when on drugs!

"Dude...I have to pee." I mumbled, walking straight to the bathroom.

I knew that Lizbeth would probably follow me, but I didn't care. I was on a mission! I walked into the bathroom, just as a mother came walking out with her daughter on her hip. She gave me a slightly discuted look, and pushed past me. I didn't care.

I went to the first open stall that I saw, and closed the door behind me. I hung my bag on the hook on the back side of the stall door, before reaching inside of it. I grabbed a small plastic baggy and a small piece of folded up aluminum. I as grabbed the tweezers and a small piece of cloth that I had.

I ran the cloth on the bottom side of my tongue, before unfolding the aluminum, grabbing the small piece of acid soaked cardboard, and placing it under my tongue. After that, I opened the small plastic baggy and laid a line of white powder out on the toilet paper roller.

I leaned down as close as possible, placing my finger over on side of my nose, and inhaled with the other. The drugs went up and got into my system immediately. Once I had taken it, I shoved everything back into my bag, before exiting the stall. Luckily Lizbeth hadn't followed me into the bathroom, she would've killed me. Oh well I guess.

"Someone's a naughty girl now aren't we?" Jimmy smirked, as I came out of the bathroom.

"Oh shut up, I needed my fix. You already got yours today so what do you care?" I mumbled.

He placed his hand on the wall, blocking me from going anywhere; and he stepped closer, his face was now only inches away from my own.

"I care about the fact of how many drugs you do in one god damn day, with all those voices in that pretty little head of yours, do you understand me? It's not a good idea, you nearly killed your self once, and I don't want it to happen again. I care about you way too fucking much to lose you because you're hooked on drugs. Do you fucking understand me, October?" He growled.

I placed my hands on his chest, and quickly pushed him away from me. I readjusted myself, before glarring up into his blue eyes, which were glowing brightly with anger.

"You're such a fucking hypocrite! You say you worry about me doing drugs, but what the fuck do you know? Just because you haven't done them as long as me, or as many as I do in one sitting gives you no fucking room to talk!" I shouted, "You say you worry about me, you're the only one who knows! The whole group knows about you, you're at more of a risk with your fucking heart. So did you ever think about that?"

With that I stormed away, not caring if I had made a scene or not. When I got to the table where everyone was sitting happily, Matt wrapped his arm around my shoulders and kissed my cheek. I couldn't help but smile. After a minute Jimmy rejoined the group, and soon enough he was smiling again too.

Soon enough all my drugs were kicking in too.