India Rubber

by tamal (last_flowers)

Summary:

A lot of messed up shit. Really.

Colin confesses his love to Ed, which eventually leads up to horrible things happening, Thom going through withdrawals, and lots and lots of non-con.

Love to Hate and Hate to Love. It goes both ways, really.

UPDATE: Probably no longer getting updates, sorry! I’m kinda feeling like a loser for making whump about REAL people so…

Notes:

TW throughout the fic include:

Non-Con (just in case if you for some reason didn’t read the tags or didn’t see the archive warning)
SH
Suicide (dw he lives in the end)
Incredible Out-of-Character-ness
Drugs.

Chapter 1: Phil’s Diary: The Prologue that leads up to it all.

Dear Diary, 1 month and 1 week since the start of the tour.

We are overwhelmed. The constant shows, the grueling meet and greets, the annoying interviewers and interviews in general, it was just all too much. We don’t even want to look at each other anymore, especially since Thom has been acting like a feral cat. He could be perfectly fine one moment, but then if you ask him something and he interprets it wrong, or you disagree with him, he gets pissed and has a temper tantrum like a 3 year old kid in a Lidl! Not to mention, the constant bickering between him and Ed. Ed just has to always disagree with him and make his temper worse, which makes everyone else feel worse because 2 of the other 3 (including myself) members are arguing and the rest of us don’t even want to be in the band anymore.

It was utter hell. But Colin thought that confessing your love in a 2-star bar during an after party was an awesome idea. Well, not really ‘was’, because it hasn’t happened, and I hope it doesn’t. I’ve already tried convincing him that this is a horrible idea, but he thinks it’s better to “shoot his shot” now than later. You know what, I just hope Thom doesn’t find out, or else Colin is absolutely done for. Thom is almost like a Heather (if you know the musical/movie you know what I mean), he’s the most popular member of the band but he’s extremely rude and even a bit spoiled in my opinion. He was fine throughout the past history of the band, but now he can’t even be dealt with!

Doesn’t help that it almost seems like he has a coke addiction, since I caught him with some odd white powder near his nose, and also that he’s been in this room this whole time, even though we have a gig in about 30 minutes and need to get going now, but whatever. I’m leaving this godforsaken band after all of this. I can’t deal with it anymore!

And if someone finds this, don’t judge me because I have a diary, I only got it because it was free and also because i’m not getting a therapist.

*Little drawing of a flower thing or something at the end, along with a smiley face*