Rambling of a hung over Gerard written in SOC (stream of conciousness) short one shot.
God I should not have drunk that much last night, I can hardly remember what even happened at that party I went to all I remember is those first few beers I drank then after that and those vodka shots I had it becomes kind of a blur to me. Last thing I remember is Frank telling me to slow down. Why the fuck he was doing that I can't remember. Urrgh I can't sit up my heads pounding like a damn drum. Stupid drums make too much noise. Urrgh god I can feel the bile rising in my throat now I seriously just want to barf all over the place.
That's better now. How much did I drink last nite? Judging by the fact I just spent 10 minutes with my head in the toilet bowl I'm guessing it was quite a lot. My eyes are so sore right now and this bathroom is too bright why did Brian have to choose this hotel out of all of the hotels in this city? Must tell him to choose a hotel with less white bathrooms in future especially for me a person who drinks as much as I do and this killer hangover isn't the first I've had. I can't remember why I drank so much. I'm sure the other's remember they probably started it. Most likely Matt. God he can be such a fucking dick sometimes. I mean he's been such an ass lately and not just on this tour even when we were recording bullets, he was just such a jerk. Ray says I have to be nice but I honestly don't know why I even bother he's never nice to me. The guy doesnt show me any fucking respect whatsoever, I need to brush my teeth get that acid taste out of my mouth. Urrgh standing up doesn't feel right at all, mmm there's the basin turn the handle let the water run. I must look like shit, I think the mirror is a cabinet as well.
It's coming back to me now, god I'm remember parts of it at least. Shit where did I get that black eye? Fuck It stings so bad. Shit I must still be at least a bit drunk from last night. Damn that cut above my lip looks nasty.
Someone hit me but the face is a blur. I remember Mikey holding me back, Frankie too. Frankie was standing between me and whoever it was anyway. I remember Ray shouting at me and the other guy to stop. Where the fuck was Matt? Oh my god did we fight? I mean shit the guys a jerk and we've been having problems for ages but I never thought we'd get into a punch on over it. He's the one who started it anyway getting all rock star cliche with everyone. His got such a big ego he deserved whatever I did to him.
Fuck my head still hurts. Maybe there's some asprin in the cabinet. How the hell do you open this thing? Oh wait you slide back the mirror. Well there doesn't appear to be any asprin in there. Well if I don't have any asprin maybe coffee can help.
God I love coffee it's like a drug. It tastes fucking awesome, it's even better when you add some whsikey to it. Though Mikey doesn't agree with me, he thinks coffee is fine just as it is no whiskey added to it. What would he know anyway? He's what like 3 years younger than me what would he know?
Urgh I wish that pounding in my head would stop. Wait that's the door. I don't wanna get up Im back in bed and that's where I want to stay it's my sanctuary I don't have to worry about anything here. Fuck whoever that is, I wish they would stop pounding on the GODDAMN DOOR! it's making my head feel worse. Oh just great now they're yelling to! It's Ray he wants to talk.
Maybe I should get up and see what he wants...