Brandon and Alan are best friends. Wherever you see one the other is not far behind. They are so close if you did not know them you would think they were brothers.
They have been friends for nearly 18 years and they have always had each otherís back.
About 10 years ago, Alanís parent died in car accident. The driver of the other car was drunk and hit Alanís parentís car head on. They died instantly.
Alanís grandparents took him in. they were a little up in age but they took the challenge head on. Alan was a hand full too. He was always getting in trouble at school.
Brandon would try to talk him out of the trouble before it happened but Alan had just turned so bitter.
Alan had started drinking at the age of 15. He did not want to listen to anyone regarding his problem and now at 25 he had pushed everyone away except for his grandparents and Brandon.
Alanís grandmother prayed everyday that the LORD would watch over her grandson..
Then things start to spin out of control. Alanís grandfather passed away and that was the last straw. Alan just couldnít take it anymore. His grandmother tried to comfort him but he just didnít want to listen.
He stormed out of the house and went to his favorite place to drink. His grandmother had called Brandon to see if he could bring Alan home. Brandon feared that Alan may be at his breaking point and when he comes crashing down he may not be able to bounce back. Alan has been drinking more and more to drown out his emotions. He did not what to think about his parents, his grandfather or anything.
Brandon had driven to Alanís favorite spot. As Brandon finds a parking space, he sees Alan come stumbling out of the bar. Brandon hurries over there and confronts Alan.
For a moment, Alan seems not to recognize him. ďBrandon is that you?Ē, as he walks up to him and pats Brandon on his shoulder.
Can I give you a ride home Brandon asks Alan? Why would I need a ride, I have my car.
If you think Iím going to let you drive, think again. Do you know how drunk you are? The way you came stumbling out that bar, you donít need to be behind the wheel.
Where are your keys Alan? Theyíre right here in my pocket. Alanís speech was slurred and as he was stumbling back and forward, he finally pulled the keys out of his pocket.
Well give them here Brandon told Alan. And as Brandon reached for the keys, Alan smacked his hand away.
Donít make me hurt you Brandon, I am not a child. Well you sure as hell are acting like one. Now give me the keys, Iím not going to ask you again.
Man I just donít get you. Your parents died from a dude who made a bad decision to drink and drive and now you turn around a mocked their death.
Alan looked at Brandon very surprised. You take that back, you take that back NOW!
NO Alan, Iím through babying you.
You take that back now or so help me Iíll. You will what Alan, take another drink.
Alan went to swing at Brandon, lost his footing and fell flat on his face in a puddle of what he hoped was water.
Instead of Alan trying to get up and swing at Brandon again, he just sat there, held his head down and cried. Brandon felt his friendís pain.
After a few minutes, Alan looked up at Brandon and said, ďI messed up buddy. I really do need help, donít I ?Ē
Yes Alan and I will be there for you all the way. Now letís get you home.
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