Chapter 3

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"Let's have this talk later right now we should focus on getting Ben cleaned up." Cameron said and he ran to get a wet cloth. When he came back he started dabbing it on the bloody areas on my face. He pressed it on the cut;

"Ow!" I shouted. He looked at me with sympathy in his eyes.

"Sorry." I curled my toes only for them to get covered in blood. I hissed in pain; I had forgotten about that. Danny who had been very silent lately noticed that I was looking at my feet and saw the blood seeping onto the carpet.

"Oh my god, guys look!" He pointed to my feet which I tried to cover up. They all gasped.

"Ben. How did that happen?" James asked.

"I um forgot to get shoes when I ran out."

"This is my entire fault!" Danny exclaimed. "Benny, I'm so sorry! Please forgive me. I'll do anything!"

"I forgive you, Danny. It wasn't your fault, it was mine. I was being stupid." I said truthfully.

"You could never be stupid, however much you tried." He replied. I smirked.

"You sure about that?" He sighed.

"I'm never gonna win with you am I?" He asked.

"Nope." I smiled but that smile didn't last long as a sharp pain came from my right foot.

"Ahhh!" A half-scream erupted from my throat.

"Ssshh. Ben, it's okay." Danny tried to soothe me.

And that was what we did for the rest of the day.

***Time skip to morning.***

"Ben?" I rolled over and shoved my face into my pillow.

"Go 'way an' lemme sleep."

"No, come on, Ben. We need to get up. We're meeting the Black Veil Brides guys at the mall in an hour."

I opened my eyes to see Sam towering over my bed.

"When did you organize that?" I asked, still half-asleep.

"Yesterday, when I was talking to Ashley, now get up! You just wasted 5 minutes." He said, and then walked away to the kitchen.

"Urgh...." I mumbled as I heaved myself out of bed.

"Hey, Benny! The bathroom's free." Danny called from the backroom.

"Yeah, kay. Thanks." I shouted back.

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