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Quiet. It was too quiet. The day Alanas found out. That he lost Lukas. Or did he. He thought so.
“No..fuck..”
He knows he made a mistake by pushing Lukas away when he needed him the most and now he's gone.
Alanas fell to the ground and started sobbing hysterically.
“Why was I so fucking clueless?”
He said in between sobs.
Alanas cried on the floor for about half an hour before he got up, went outside and lit his cigarette, bringing it to his mouth and inhaling the smoke. He remembers how he and Lukas used to smoke together. Share a cigarette. He just smoked there through silent pain.
Early in the morning he had practice with the band but he wasn't showing up.
Jokūbas got worried and went to his house.
When he tried to unlock the door, it was already unlocked. He came in and saw what big of a mess Alanas was. Bottles of alcohol everywhere. He was awake. Eyes red from crying.
“What the fuck happened?” Jokūbas asked, really concerned about his well being.
“Didn't Lukas tell you?”Alanas said his voice had no emotions.
“Tell me what?” Jokūbas was confused.
“That me and Lukas broke up. He was my only reason to live. Now he's gone. And I'm here drinking and ruining myself in every way possible.”
Alanas said, his voice still with no emotions.
Jokūbas stayed silent.
“You have to control the alcohol. I don't want to call rehab again.” He said before turning around to leave.
“I'll let the others know you won't be there.” He said before leaving.
Over the past few days, Alanas got worse with his alcoholism. When Jokūbas came to check on him, he saw what was worse than anything he ever saw. He just straight up called rehab and Alanas was taken in after a few hours.
Now he's in rehab. What does that change? His mental stability? Not really.
Alanas was sitting on the edge of his bed, thinking about everything.
Over the next few weeks he has been nothing more than miserable. He refused to take his medicine, refused to eat or sleep. They put him down once and he started sleeping, eating but he didn't take his medicine. He was far beyond recovering.
okay its almost 4am today was too traumatizing i don't want to write the part where he gets out of rehab and kills himself it already ruined me in the 1st fanfic hope everyones okay and doing well