I Don't Want To Feel Better- [Glamrock FreddyxGlamrock BonniexMonty]

Chapter 23 Drugged

They sat in the car, Freddy drove has Monty sat on the co driver's seat, in the back, Bonnie and Gregory, the girls were on the other cat, they said they wanted to get some "action" going before the show. Monty felt a familiar feeling, quickly scrambling trough his pockets.

Monty: Freddy you got tissues laying around don't you?!

Freddy: Yeah, in the glove compartment.- the younger bassist opened the compartment and scrambled around getting a tissue and quickly cleaning the blood off his snout- Your nose bleeds ate cuz of your addiction aren't they?

Monty: Yup... I can't smell shit two.... Coke ain't fun, believe me.... I mean I'm lying, it is fun, the consequences ain't tho.- they said putting things back on the glove compartment- Dude you really gotta clean your glove compartment, you got an empty box of condo- they stopped midway, feeling a death stare directed at him.

They're just condom's whatever, I know the kid's here but he ain't even listening... And it's literally just condom's this guy should be normalizing them but whatever, Freddy is the parent I won't say anything else.

The alligator thought to himself, before getting back to reality noticing the other's deep in thought face.

Freddy: It's empty you say?

Monty: Yeah.

Freddy: That's weird I could've sworn there was still one left...- suddenly from the back the teens eyes widened only one person noticed that, that person being in the back of the car has well- Must be mistaken...- he wondered off, suddenly Bonnie's eyes glued on what the child was doing.

Don't tell me this little bastard has stole condoms... Well there's one way to find out and that is asking... Can't lead whit that tho kinda creepy.

The rabbit straighten himself, before looking at the child who was on his phone, texting someone.

Bonnie: Who are you talking to?

Gregory: None of your business.

Alright he won't open up better if I just shut the fuck up then.

**
It was after the show, they all stood around the dressing room packing their things, all except Freddy who seamed a bit panicked, he paced around the room, Monty decided to ask him what was going on.

Monty: Are you ok dude?

Freddy: Nope, not really.

Monty: Why? Is it cuz the girls ain't here and we don't got much time?

Freddy: No, they're helping, it's just... I don't know where Gregory is, they're trying to find him.

Monty: Ok, calm down, we'll find them, the girls are good at finding him and I doubt he went far.

Bonnie:Oh fuck, you don't think he was kidnapped do you?- the other two looked at him, Freddy had a terrified look, meanwhile the alligator gave him a death stare before putting his hand on the taller's back and speaking.

Monty: I'm sure we'll find him and he DEFINITELY wasn't kidnapped, don't worry Freddy like that.

Bonnie: Fuck, yeah, right, sorry, I don't know why I said that.- before he could embarrass himself any further, the keytarist barged in.

Roxy: ALRIGHT WE GOT GOOD AND BAD NEWS!!

Freddy: Spit it out for fucks sake!!

Roxy: Good news, we found Gregory, bad news he's like that....- she said before Chica finally got inside there with him, the teen has one of his arms wrapped around her shoulder's, he was sweating, disoriented, his breathing was altered and he was so nauseous he couldn't stay up.