*Carry On*

**Kaylyn's POV**

"Just breath damn it!" Jimmy hisses out lowly "Take him in the bathroom, strip him down, and put him in an ice bath. Then go to the mini bar and find a bottle of the cheapest whiskey and hold it under his nose. He should wake up," He says so quickly that my brain scrambles to remember it all.

"But what did he take?" I say in a panicked voice because I have never done drugs in my life and I am not sure if this 'Magic E' could kill him.

Jimmy states that it's basically ecstasy but a more hard core version, and assures me that Brian should be ok before telling me they are on the way and hanging up.

I struggle to drag Brian's unconscious dead weight to the bathroom but manage it surprisingly. I must be pumped on adrenaline, like the mother who can lift a car to get to her trapped child....not that Brian weights as much as a car, just that my arms are normally super weak.

I strip all of Brian's clothes off of him but don't even take the time to admire his flawless physique before placing him in the tub, turning the cold water on, and running to the mini bar.

"Whiskey where the fuck are you?!?" I sob and wipe the tears away that are now free falling down both of my cheeks. I grab the bottle and rush back into the bathroom and I'm horrified at the sight. Brian's lips are turning blue and I'm not sure if it's because he's dying or because of the frigid water temperature.

I unscrew the cap, sit on the edge of the tub and place Brian's head on my legs while holding the whiskey under his nose. His eyelids flutter slightly but he never fully opens his eyes, "Mhmm" he mutters softly and I quickly slide in the freezing water behind him and wrap my arms tightly around his chest...I could care less that I'm fully dressed and sitting in ice cold water, as long as I know he will be ok.

"Brian?! Please wake up....it's Kaylyn. I-I lo..umm, I really care about you and I need to know you're ok...please!!" I sob hysterically and he stirs slightly.

"Kaylyn is so fucking-" he mumbles and I cringe thinking of all the nasty words that he's going to finish that sentence with...obnoxious, annoying, slutty, control-, "beautiful" he sighs and my eyebrows shoot up in surprise. He thinks I'm beautiful??

His eyes slowly open and I breath a sigh of relief. "Oh God Brian I thought you were going to die!" I exclaim and tighten my grip around him.

He shrugs out of my embrace and rubs the palms of his hands over his face. "What? Why the hell are you here?" He snips out bitterly and I realize that his high is definitely wearing off.

I stand up out of the ice cold water and grab a towel and toss is at him, "I'm so fucking sorry to bother you, but I was afraid you were going to die of a, hopefully accidental, overdose!" I growl angrily as my body shivers uncontrollably.

I spin around and place my hand on the bathroom door knob because I can't stand to watch him toss away his life but he stands quickly and pushes the door back shut. "Wait" he says and I roll my eyes and turn to face him.

I can't help but let tears pour from my eyes as I stare at his still purple lips, "Brian, I can't stand here and watch you flush your life down the toilet. I know you probably think I'm full of shit, but I feel a connection to you and-" I cry but he places his frigid lips over mine to silence me.

I really wonder what he is trying to avoid having me say...or what he's avoiding saying himself?!

Notes

Yay new chapter by @SynysterRyn! :)