The Tour

Anna's pov

A few hours later, Adam was completely drunk, and bugging the crap out of me.

"Take a drink." he said, holding the bottle out to me.

"No thank you."

"Drink." He told me again.

"I said no thanks."

"Come on Anna, loosen up a little."

"Adam, I said no. Please leave me alone.'

"Leave her be, Adam." Brandon told him.

"Shut up. I just want her to take a drink." Adam slurred.

"I don't care. She said no, and asked you to leave her alone. So you need to stop." I liked that Brandon was being protective. He's like a brother to me.

"Don't tell me what to do." Adam swung his beer bottle at Brandon.

"Stop." I said stepping in between them at the last second. The glass bottle shattered against my head, and the impact caused me to fall backwards. I hit the counter behind me, and I landed on the floor.

"Anna!" someone yelled as I hit the floor.

The last thing I saw was the flashing light on the camera before the world faded black.