Chapter 5: Memories Of Us

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•Brendon's POV•
Pete and I were sitting in the living room when I got the call from her mother.
Sobbing, she tells me, "Brendon, there's been an accident and Angela is in a coma. The doctors have said that if she doesn't wake up in one week, they're taking her off of life support."
I dropped the phone and screamed louder than I ever had before. Patrick came into the living room from the kitchen and hugged me, told me that she would be okay. She'll make it through. Little did I know I'd never see her again.
•Pete's POV•
I wake up to the sound of screams coming from the guest room. Brendon.
I rush into the room and see Brendon screaming in his sleep. He screams, "Angela's not dead! She's coming back! Pete!!"
I rush over to him and shake him awake from his nightmare. He starts to sob.
"Hey, Brendon. Shh. It's okay. Everyone is alive. It was just a dream."
The moment he looks up at me, I know I said something wrong. He tells me, "It wasn't a dream, Pete."
The other guys come in holding random objects like they are going to attack someone. "Woah! Andy, Joe, Patrick! It's okay! Brendon just had a," is all I can get in before Brendon cuts me off saying, "I had a nightmare."
"That didn't sound like a nightmare," Andy says.
"Fine. It was a memory."
"The night Angela left?" Patrick asks.
Brendon nods silently then turns back over in his bed, away from the rest of us. I nod to my band signaling that we should leave.

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