I laid on my bed and cried for what seemed like hours. I know that at least Austin, Vic, Jaime, Tony and Kellin are still here because I keep hearing them trying to get me to open the door for them. I got up and went into the bathroom and looked at my face. I looked horrible. My hair is ratted and my face is splotchy. My eyes are really red and I just look so ugly. I turned on the water and washed my face and that seemed to help some. I went back into my room to my closet and I grabbed some sweatpants and put them on. I took Vic's shirt off of me and put on a Of Mice & Men shirt that I found. I sat back up onto my bed and brought my knees up to my chest. I tried to think of what is making Mike act like such a douche. Then it hit me. He's only acted like this once to me. Fucking Mike I'm going to kill you. I unlocked my door and stormed across the hallway to Mike's bedroom door. I started pounding on it as loud as I could. "Micheal Christopher Fuentes, open this fucking door right now!" I yelled but there was no sound coming from the room. "He won't open his door for anyone." I heard Vic say from behind me. I stomped into my room and threw open the drawer in my bedside table. I tossed things around until I found what I needed. I grabbed the key to Mike's room and went to unlock his door. I threw the door open and he had his head in his hands. He looked up at me and glared. "What the fuck are you doing in my room?" He asked me. "Where is it?" I asked him with my hands on my hips. "I have no clue what you're talking about." He told me like I was dumb. "Don't you fucking play dumb with me, you know damn well what I'm talking about!" I heard a noise by the door and the usual people were there watching us (Vic, Jaime, Tony, Austin, Kellin and now Katelynn.) I stormed over to his sock drawer and started looking through it. "Why are you touching my things, bitch?" He sneered at me. I felt around a sock and felt what I was looking for. I took it out of the sock and held it up, turning around to look at him. "Are you fucking kidding me Mike? I thought you quit!" I yelled, holding up the baggy of cocaine. "That's not mine." He muttered looking at his feet, not wanting to look me in the eyes. "STOP FUCKING LYING TO ME!" I screamed at him and he still wouldn't look at me. "This shit fucks with your head and makes you act like someone you aren't. Do you realize what you called me a couple hours ago?" I asked him. "No?" "You called me a cunt, Mike. You called me selfish and that I only care about myself." He looked up at me with hurt in his eyes. "Oh my god, Trinity, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean a single word!" He yelled at me. "See, that's exactly what I'm getting at. If you weren't using this shit, you wouldn't be a complete douche to me. I'm your best friend Mike, but I don't know if I can watch you go through this again. The first time tore me apart and I told myself that I will never let you get to that point again. I've let myself down." I told him, tears rolling down my face. "Do you remember Sofia Martin?" I asked him. "Yeah why?" "She was in our group remember, it was just the three of us in high school, and do you remember what happened to her, Mike?" I asked him again. "Yeah, she died." He whispered. "Exactly! She died because she had a sezure from over dosing on coke." I told him, the tears coming faster. "I need you to stop doing this." I told him finally, on the breaking point of a meltdown. "I can't. I'm addicted, Trin." He told me, using my nickname. "Not even for me?" I whispered. "No, I can't." I looked at him and it was hard to see with all the tears clouding my eyes. "Then you are not the man I thought you were." I said and walked to the door. Vic had tears rolling down his face because his baby brother was going through this again. "Come on." I told him and I grabbed his hand. We went into my room and I locked my door. I turned around and Vic was laying on his back on the bed with his hands covering his face and his entire body was shaking from crying. I walked over to him and I laid down next to him. He looked over at me with tears on his face and he reached out his arm. I flew into his arms and cried into his chest. We just laid there and cried in each others arms because of Mike.