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"Go." Vinnie says. I nod and walk into the room and sit next to Cameron. I see he has a big black eye and cut lips.

"Baby. Are you okay?" He says. I nod.

"Please Cameron, stay safe for me. Be strong as always. Don't cut yourself on anything either okay." I wink at him and hand him the blade. I move closer to him so Vinnie won't see what I'm giving to him. "Live on and take care of the others for me okay?" He nods and I kiss him on the lips.

"Okay that's enough. Come on Bridgette." Vinnie says grabbing my arm. I nod at Cameron and he smirks.

"Where are we going now?" I say. I hear the boys in the other room moving around a lot. I smile and look at Vinnie.

"We're going to Paris for a while. That way we won't get caught for this." I nod. We walk out of the room but get stopped by Taylor.

"What the fuck how did you guys get out?" Vinnie says shocked.

"With the help from my friend, I made my way out." Taylor says holding up the knife. I punched Vinnie in the face and he fell to the ground. I kick him a couple times. I look around for Candice. I knew she wasn't good when I first met her. I know now that she was in this gang and was trying to get us to Vinnie but she turned against her own gang. I trust her now.

"Where's Candice guys?"

"She's still in the other room." Matt says. I nod and leave as they deal with Vinnie. I walk down the hall and into a room where I see Candice lying on the floor looking up at the ceiling. I go and lie next to her.

"Candice are you okay?"

"What's it like. Having real friends who cares about you more than anything. Having a boyfriend who loves you for you?" She says.

"It's alright I guess. My best friends are always there for me and so is my boyfriend. I love them all as well."

"It must be nice then. I want what you have Bridgette. What you have is something very rare for someone like me to have." I look at her.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm so sorry Bridgette, I really do like you but I have to do this." She takes something out of her pocket. A big knife. I just look at her. I go for one of my knives but it's to late. I scream as the blade slowly goes through my stomach. I see Candice's face flood with tears and the guys running into me. Maybe this is the end for me.

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