(A/N: trigger warning - self harm, physical and emotional abuse, and sexual harassment/assault)
Caspar's pov
"Holy mother of Megatron!" I said while Joe cried a river. Of course, I was crying too, but I didn't know that all of this is why she wanted us to come to LA with her! I didn't know it was physical abuse she said it was only emotional.
"That's why she cut yesterday!" Joe said crying.
"Wait, she did it again!" I said starting to get frustrated.
"Yeah, but what do we do!"
"I know we can't call the cops. Mainly because her fans would go crazy, and would only cause her to get hurt." I stated.
"True but she did go to the store so let's go check there, maybe she left clues!"
"Let's grab our phones just in case," I replied. I saw Joe turn his phone. It said he had a missed call and a voicemail.
"She tried calling me and left a voicemail. Call Brenna. Tell her to come here right now then call Zoe!" He said now in a fit of rage.
*knock knock*
"I will go get it," I said.
(Y/N)'s pov
Ugh. Wait...hold up I know where I am, and what is...my phone!
"Beatrice?" I said
"What!"
"Could I go to the bathroom?"
"Sure, fine, it's to your right." She said staring down at her phone being the total bitch she is.
"Thanks..." I mumbled as I walked into the bathroom. It was actually tidy. I pulled out my phone and texted Joe.
Y/N: Joe it's (y/n). I promise you, it is me. I know where I am. Tell Caspar to drive you guys to the creepy old house on the lake. Make sure to tell him these names; Beatrice, Logan, and Dad. I promise you, it is me. I am the only one to know about our prank besides you and Caspar.
I hope that he will believe it was me who sent the text. I grabbed some toilet paper and put it in the toilet and flushed it. It should only take them about 45 minutes to get here.
40 min later
Logan's pov
Beatrice left to go and find Joe. She told me I couldn't continue to harm her. Jeez, why does she have to be a softie sometimes? She didn't say what else I couldn't do to her.
"Punishment time!" I said walking to her little room.
"Ok, but letting you know beforehand I could start my period any time."
"Who gives a shit! You're worthless and no one will ever care about you the way I did!"
(Y/N)'s pov
"You're wrong! Joe loVES ME AND I HAVE FRIENDS TO HELP ME THROUGH THING! IF ANYONE IS WORTHLESS IT IS YOU! YOU NEVER LOVED ME YOU ONLY USED ME!" I yelled back instantly regretting it knowing what he could do to me in an instant. Before I knew it, SMACK. He had hit me.
"Have fun with your punishment, you twat!" He said grabbing my wrist and pushing me down on a chair and tying me up. He started to take his pants on but the door was knocked down. It was Joe, Caspar and Brenna.
They both had guns and baseball bats. How charming of them. Brenna however had a taser and handcuffs. Which were hidden in her pockets as she stood behind Casper.
"Great now you all can watch, and if you try anything she dies!" Logan yelled. Next thing I knew he was getting tased by Brenna.
"A...a...a...li...little...heh...help...puh...please," I said crying. I was so happy to see them.
Joe ran over to me first. He untied me and then cradled me in his arms.
"I love you so fucking much Joseph Sugg!" I said still crying.
"I love you too y/n, y/l/n. Shh calm down baby. Calm down. Shh." He said so soothingly. He eventually let go of me and I went straight to Brenna.
"Thank you so much! Without you, I would be well..ugh.. let's not talk about it."
"It's no problem. Anything for my girl best friend!" She said giving me a hug.
Caspar was crying on the floor. I just simply held him close.
"Did you find the Draw My Life?"
"Yeah," He whispered back.
"You do know I was eventually going to tell you right?"
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Ok so i kinda made a filler. But Brenna, you still get to figure how you're character comes into play and how she knows her.

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Joe Sugg Imagine story
FanfictionIn this book/story it will kinda be an imagine but it continues as if it were a story! :) It will have its up and downs. Sometimes i will take a break from that story and do a couple short ones here and there but not that often.