A/N- Flashbacks are in Italics.

Falling

Chapter 4- holding on

Roger didn't sleep all night; he could sleep with the sound of mark's crying, but with the sound of things being thrown and kicked, no way was he able to sleep. None the less Roger was completely banned from Marks room, he was only allowed to go in to give mark his food, which mark would pick at and barely eat.

"Mark! You have to fight the urge!" Roger shouted fed up as he opened the door to marks room, grabbed the shaking filmmaker and held him against the wall. The next thing that happened roger was not expecting, mark kneed him, right in between the legs, Roger backed away. He didn't want to fight with Mark, but Marks eyes told a story of anger and wanted a fight, this must have been what mark saw when Roger beat the crap out of him when he was going through withdrawal.

Mark entered Rogers room, being greeted with sobs coming from the shaking rock star. "Roger, come on, you need to eat. It will get your mind off of things." Mark said as he walked over to Roger and tapped him on the arm, roger slapped his hand away.

"Rog, you haven't eaten in two days, so you will eat even if I have to SHOVE this food down your FUCKING throat!" Mark shouted as Roger stood up, Mark could tell he had dug himself deep into this hole, Roger wanted to fight. Mark didn't believe he would at first, but his mind changed when Roger raised his fist, "What are you going to do Rog? Hit me for trying to help you get back on the right track, or maybe Mr. Ex- Rock star doesn't want help, maybe he just wants all the attention or maybe he just wants to DIE!" Mark yelled frustrated, then the unexpected happened, roger swung away, whacking mark right in the jaw, knocking his glasses right off his face.

Mark backed away, scared to death, "Rog, I don't want to fight you." (A/N- You know how the rest goes)

The memories flooded back to Roger clear as day, he was totally taken off guard when Mark punched him in the nose, which thankfully didn't break. Roger fell to the floor and backed away from mark in the same manner as Mark did years back, "Mark, I don't want to fight you, I just want to help. I was where you are at one point, I PROMISED to help and I fully intend to keep that promise." Roger said as he stood up.

Roger walked over to mark who was sobbing, as soon as roger came within grabbing reach, mark leaped. Mark grabbed onto Roger and hugged him tight, "You must really love me." Mark said as tears came flying down his face. "More then my own life." Roger said as he cupped marks face, "Listen, I'm really trying to stop with my out breaks, I'm sorry, I just can't help it." Mark admitted as he leaned into Roger's touch, "Now you know how I felt, huh?" Roger asked and Mark nodded his head.

"Roger, sing me to sleep, please?" Mark asked almost pleading, Roger nodded his head and began to sing a classic song-

Good night my angel, time to close your eyes

And save these questions for another day

I think I know what you've been asking me

I think you know what I've been trying to say

I promised I would never leave you

And you should always know

Where ever you may go

No matter where you are

I never will be far away

Good night my angel now it's to sleep

And still so many things I want to say

Remember all the songs you sang for me

When we went sailing on an emerald bay

And like a boat out on the ocean

I'm rocking you to sleep

The water's dark and deep inside this ancient heart

You'll always be a part of me

By that time mark was fast asleep, so Roger carried him to his bed, tucked Mark in and then joined him in bed. To Roger, this was what holding on meant.

End- for now, more chaps to come later!

A/N- The song I used was- Billy Joe, Lullaby.