Underneath the Mask

"So, what are you having, Mikey?" I asked, walking up in between Matt and Mikey at the bar.
"Just a Budweiser." Mikey answered, taking a swig from the bottle. I nodded and ordered myself one which earned me a disappointed look from Adam. I stared straight into his eyes as I took a large drink from it and let out a satisfied, 'ah'. I looked away from his as Mikey began to tell me about his day. HE told me that the studio they were at was amazing and that he never wanted to leave. I nodded at the right moments and answered his questions as I watched fearfully as Adam downed drink after drink, slowly but surely getting drunk.
Shit.
"So Olivia, how old are you?" Zacky, an Avenged Sevenfold guitarist asked, squeezing in between MIkey and I, ordering another drink, "You like you're thirteen."
I chuckled knowing that I was a small person, "I'm 21." He nearly choked on his sip.
"Really?" HE asked, regaining his posture. I merely nodded and began to talk to Mikey behind him.
"I should probably get Adam upstairs and into bed before he-" I began not being able to finish due to Adam starting a fist fight with a local.
"Adam!" I yelled, pushing my way through people and making my way to Adam who was down and nearly unconscious.
"Better keep your boyfriend on a leash, little lady, or else I won't be as gentle next time." The large suited man warned, grabbing my beer, downing it and walking away. What an asshole, he took my beer. I looked down at Adam and sighed, before trying to lift him up and drag him to the stairs.
"Hey I'll help you." Mikey offered, grabbing ADam's other arm and we dragged him up the stairs to his and my room. After laying him down on the bed and making sure he was peacefully asleep, Mikey and I went out to the balcony and lit up a cigarette.
"That Matt guy has the hots for you, you know." Mikey started, taking a pull. I rolled my eyes and took it from him as he handed it to me. I didn't answer until I sucked in the cancer and let it flow out of my mouth. I stared out at the pacific ocean, the lights from buildings shown on its black surface.
"Yeah, right. More like he was going to kill Adam." I retorted, my eyes never leaving the lapping waves. I could almost sense Mikey roll his eyes.
"He was pissed about Adam making you stay here. Ollie, we all know that you weren't sick when we left. He even said he wanted to meet you. That's why they came back here with us and had drinks." He was quiet before he spoke again, "Can we kick Adam out?"
I let my nostrils flare and blew out the smoke. I watched it dissipate into the warm California air, "I wish, but who would we have sing?" I asked.
"You , of course." He laughed but his it was forced, "You can't mourn forever, Ollie."
I squeezed my eyes shut. I had been dreading this conversation with him ever since Kyle died. Kyle was the singer of Sick Control for ever until he died in the car wreck. I drunk driver t boned him on the drivers side. The paramedics said that he died on impact, it was kick and painless. But I was still hurting, bad, "I can't let him go, Mikey. Not just like that." I explained, snapping my fingers for emphasis.
"Ollie, we all miss him. But come on, it's been a year! HE'd want you to move on!" Mikey took the last pull then threw the butt of the cigarette over the balcony railing. "Seriously, think about it babe." He leaned over and kissed me lightly on the temple before going back inside and leaving my room. I also went back inside but i leaned against the door frame and watched Adam sleep, thinking of Kyle and wishing he was here to take Adam's palace. I sighed and changed out of my outfit into pj's before climbing in next to him and making myself fall asleep.

Notes

Sorry this is so short, (not like anyone's reading it lol but that's okay!) I'm trying to get everything done for graduation!

Ollie's Outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/untitled_110/set?id=151860230