Part 28

Part 28

I didn't know what to do about things. I mean when one of my best friends (practically my brother) stormed off and blamed himself for tons of things, I knew there was something wrong. I began to worry about Brian because he'd never seemed this upset. I had figured that he'd just need some time. The wedding- tomorrow was the wedding. Of course we'd invited him and he'd definitely show up- even if he was still mad at me. If he didn't show up for me, he'd sure show up for Quinn and the others. That night I'd called Zacky and Matt to ask how Brian was doing. They had told me he went to his house and they hadn't seen him in about 5 hours. I figured I'd just talk to him the next day.

The Wedding

I was very nervous- so was Candyce.

"I don't see why you guys are nervous. I mean to me, being nervous at your wedding means you don't really love them." Steph said.

"Gee, thanks!" Candyce and I yelled at her.

"….and if they are nervous too, then sorry, but you guys shouldn't continue. Okay, to make things easier, just picture saying, kissing, and all the other overdramatic things you have to do in front of practically everyone you know, as being alone with just him. Drone out all of the other millions of people talking."

"Rub it in anymore, and you're dead." Candyce said. Of course, knowing what she was capable of, Stephanie didn't say anything else. In ten minutes, we'd have to walk down the aisle. I began to think about what Stephanie said about both people being nervous- and I had gotten worried. What if Quinn was just as nervous as I was? What if maybe what she said was true? I decided not to worry about it since I was about to walk down the aisle. As I walked down the aisle, I became more and more nervous. I watched the flower girls walk down the aisle in front of me. While I watched my little cousins throw flowers and smile at everyone, I felt like someone or something was missing. The wedding had to continue, so I just went on walking. As I stepped up next to Quinn, I looked down to my feet.

"What's wrong?" he whispered.

"I'm not sure. I feel like something's missing." I scanned the crowd as the priest began talking.

"Does anyone have any reason these to should not be wed?" he said in his old wheezy way. Then- at that moment I had realized what was missing- Brian wasn't there. "BRIAN!" I yelled, running out of the church. I knew there was definitely something wrong. I ran outside and began to get in a taxi. I saw Quinn running towards me. "WHAT'S WRONG?" he yelled worriedly.

"No time to explain. I'll be back. Tell the others to go ahead. We'll go last." The taxi drove off as Quinn stood there shocked and confused. I began to gather my things as we approached the house. I told the driver to stay put as I ran inside the house. I called Brian's name, but never got a response. I looked all over for him until I found him- passed out in the bedroom surrounded by a bunch of empty liquor bottles on the floor. On the dresser laid a small folded piece of paper. I knew it had been meant for me, so I opened it. It read:

Allison,

I love you like a sister- I always have. When you find this, you'll probably already be married, so congrats. Tell the others the same. Last night I realized how much trouble I caused everyone, so I decided to end it-end the pain, end my life. All I can say is go down happy, and what thing makes me happy? Drinking. Actually being drunk. Haha. It doesn't matter. Just make sure you keep my soul alive by PARTYING ON! YEAH! Take care of the guys for me. I'm going to a better place so don't worry about me.

Love you guys,

Brian Haner JR. aka Synster Gates

It had been signed with classic signature. I started crying. I quickly ran out to the taxi.

"I NEED YOUR HELP! MY FRIEND NEEDS TO BE TAKEN TO THE HOSPITAL IMMEDIATELY!" The driver got out and helped me carry Brian to the taxi.