Chapter 3

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Hello! Sorry that the last chapter was so short. I don't want the chapters to be super long, and I want the chapters to be the different events.

Enjoy! xx
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Future Ryan guides me out of the venue. I'm... I'm angry. At him. At me. I'm just pissed.

"So where you gonna take me now, huh?" I ask, with a angry tone.

"Oh my god, do you have any chill? I'll show you, god!" he says. He snaps his fingers again. The scenery changes. We're not in front of the venue anymore, but in a home. A very nice home. The band is gathered, sitting in a circle. Brendon looks... sad? Are those tears in his eyes?

"I want you to watch." Future Ryan says. I do as he says. I walk around the band.

"I can't do this anymore. I need to leave. I'm quitting the band." I hear me say. Excuse me? The scene replays. "I can't do this anymore. I need to leave. I'm quitting the band." Future Ryan is just replaying me saying that.

"STOP IT!" I yell. "I can't do this anymore."

"YOU'RE JUST IN MY IMAGINATION!"

"I need to leave."

"NONE OF THIS IS TRUE! YOU'RE LYING!"

"I'm quitting the band."

I start to cry. I look at Brendon. Then back at me. Brendon can't wrap his head around this. This is breaking my heart. I can't do this anymore. The statement keeps repeating.

"Take me out of here. Now. I get it. Please, PLEASE stop." I beg. I hear a snap. We're still in the house, but it's empty.

"Have you ever heard of the movie Wedding Crashers?"

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