The Breakout

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What the hell is your problem Priscilla," Max said after the silent treatment he was giving me on the car ride to the hotel. I was still wondering why he was so mad? It was just a stupid fight.

        " I don't understand why are you so mad Max! You were over almost starting a fight as well, plus it wasn't my fault while i was walking to you and the girl just yanked my hair. I wasn't just going to leave it like that.I did the right thing which was defend myself. I tried stopping,but she kept going!" I yelled at the top of my lungs and  I'm pretty sure the whole floor could hear me, but I didn't care.

        "You think I'm mad for defending yourself! NO I'M NOT. What would the media have against us. The girl could sue you? Priscilla your just a little brat that my mom said you were. That is why you are in this tour with me!You think its because I was trying to help you on your music career. HELL NO! MOM WAS TIRED OF YOU NOT DOING ANYTHING SO NOW ME BEING THE NICE ONE VOLUNTEERED.!!" I felt tears run through my cheeks dropping on the floor. I didn't know what to do, but run out of the hotel room. I don't know where I was going ,but I just ran. Since New York was always busy it was no big deal. I stopped into a bar and started to drink right away. I soon saw the same guy with the curly hair and nice eyes walk over to me. It was so blurry.Next thing you know I was passed out in a matter of seconds. I felt arm carrying me. I heard cars driving by and honking. I assumed the guy was walking. I tried to get off, but I was to drunk and weak.

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