(A/N: Urm This might be triggering again. Sorry for the short chapter!)
*Trigger Warning* (Suicide attempt)
"Are you okay, Ben?" Jake said.
"I-uh. Yeah, I'm fine. I just slept on my wrist funny and now it hurts." I replied, a bit to quickly.
"Well, let me have a look at it. You might have really hurt it or something." Jinxx said.
"No! I umm...mean no, thank you. It's fine."
"Ben. Come on; don't tell me it's what I think it is." Danny said. He hardly ever calls me Ben. He only ever does if he's angry or around the fans. Oh god, they're all angry at me aren't they. I felt the tears building up in my eyes. No I can't cry now! Crying is for the weak.
"Hey, shhh. It's okay. You can cry, we won't judge you, Ben." James said softly.
"N-no. Please don't be angry. I didn't want you to find out. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Please don't kick me out of the band. I have nowhere else to go." I begged. They all looked at me with shocked faces.
"Why the hell would we do that, Ben?" Cameron asked.
"B-because you all hate me now." I said.
"Listen, we're attracting attention, lets go back to our van and we can talk there, okay?" Jake said.
"Come on, Ben." CC said, leading me to their van. I felt like I was going to start crying any moment. I really didn't want to talk to anyone right now. I just wanted to run away...run away! That's it! I got out of CC's grip and ran away. I didn't know which way I was going or where I was heading but I don't care! I just wanted to get out of there.
"Ben! Come back!" Sam shouted. I glanced behind me to see Andy chasing after me. Cr*p, he's fast.
"Look out!" He shouted. I looked in front of me to see a car coming. This is my chance! I could end it all right now! They wouldn't miss me. No one would. I ran right in front of it and suddenly stopped and closed my eyes.
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