Ike hopped onto the bus to get Zac for rehearsal.
"ZACCC!" he opened the curtain to his bunk and kicked his legs. Nothing. He took the pillow off of his head and saw how pale his face was. His eyes drifted to the shelf.
"Holy shit!" he said as he saw the bottle of sedatives.
He called Tay on his cell phone.
"Hel--"
"ON THE BUS NOW!" Ike said and hung up.
Tay could tell by the sound of his voice that this was serious so he ran straight to the bus. Ike had layed Zac down on the floor.
"Oh my god! What the hell??" Tay gasped.
"He tried to kill himself by taking a bunch of sedatives. Help me get him into the shower." Ike and Tay dragged Zac to the small shower that can barely even fit one person. Ike turned the water on. Ice cold. The cold water stung Zac's cheeks. He groaned.
"Good. Your with us. Stay that way buddie," Ike said and with Tay's help, carried him out to the couch.
"Tay, go get some coffee. A big huge thermos thingie of it."
Tay did he was told and came back with it. Ike took it and tilted the drinking part in Zac's mouth. Zac felt the hot liquid stream down his throat and swallowed.
"Gross!"
Ike smiled then, because he knew from then on everything was going to be alright. And he could tell from the look on his face that Zac had learned a lesson.
