Part 8 at the bar
Gerard looked down at his beer. Well his third one to be exact. He was half way done it but he still felt completley sober...and guilty. Bert and Gerard were both sitting at a table in the bar a few miles from the Warp tour grounds at night.
Bert:haha nothing like a cold bud to finish off the day with eh G-man?
Gerard:...yeah sure...whatever.
Bert:God man...(bert replied groggily) What is your ******** problem lately?
Gerardnothin man Im fine. (Gerard replied bluntly while still looking down at his unfinished beer)
Bert:Hey can I get another beer over here! (Bert yelled rudely across the room as the bartender shot him yet another annoyed look back at Bert meaning for him to get up his lazy butt to just get another budwiser himself for the fifth time in a row. But Bert didnt go anywhere.)
Bert:Look dude...you barley even finished your...your...
Gerard:(muttered) Fourth beer?
Bert:Uh...yeah your fifth or six beer tonight! Totally not like you man....HELLO?! Can sombody just give me another ******** beer over here?! (bert yelled louder this time.)
He then put his attention back to Gerard with another long look at his quiet drinking buddy across from him.
Bert:Wait...is this about that goody good two shoes girlfriend of yours? (bert laughed a little too loudly)
Gerard:(suddenly looked up at Bert with great annoyance) For the thousand ******** time she's not my girlfriend so why dont you shut the-
Bert:Whoa whoa ok, ok man! god no need to get all shitty at me.
Gerard(started to turn his beer in his hands over and over again as he spoke up) Sorry man...its just...just...Sigh* I cant stop thinking about how I acted back at the practice room a few days ago with the rest of the band and what I did to...to Robyn.
Bert: Pff* what are you talking about man? Those dudes were being a bunch of s**t heads that day. And besides when your the leader of a band you gotta show everyone whose boss once ina while.
(Gerard thought back to Robyns hurt stuck strucked face that day before...and how beautiful she looked when they talked earlier)
Gerard: and Rob's face...god...Im such an idiot. (Gerard stopped turning his beer bottle in his hands and put his hand up to his forehead closeing hi eyes. He was having yet again another huge headache)
Gerard:...I cant stop thinking about ******** and these stupid headaches wont go away.
Bert: Sigh* Well why dont you pop another pill and go ******** her man. (Bert replied fusterated) Can you stop complaining and focusing on this lame girl dude? Its really geeting annnoying...and besides...(Bert smiled slying) I've got these connections with this dude I know who has some cocain whose willing to give me-
Gerard:(opened his eyes again and looked up at Bert in alarm) Bert your not actually going to try some of that crap...you could get kicked out of your band and thw whole tour for sure if they catch you.
Bert: (glares at gerard) Oh is baby little gee afraid? Don't worry dude nobody actually gets caught. and besides I could get you a little some if your up for it...
(Gerard then quickly gets up from his chair before Bert could finish his sentence.)
Gerard:I'm going to call it a night dude.
Bert: What? Already? But its only 12...something something in the night!
Gerard:I just dont feel so much in the mood alright?
Bert:(sighs) Fine whatever man. But just a friendly reminder. the cocaine offer is still up for grabs...(Gerard right then turns away and starts to walk out of the bar as he xould still hear Bert yell from behind him
smile Bert:AHA FINALLY MY BEER! You know you bums should pay more respect to me, after all I'm in a band...
(And that was all gerard heard as he closed the bar door behind him and started to trudge back to the concert grounds.)
-End of part 8-
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