Little monsters-trigger warning-

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Alan's pov:
She was right in every way. I seen the blood seen how it caressed my skin. I had to have more. I needed a cut for everything Wrong.
One.. For Maddie.
Two.. For believing her.
Three.. For telling Austin.
I kept this up until my entire forearm Was covered in blood... 175 cuts..
The carpet around me was no longer white it was blood red.
I had finally found happiness.. Things got dark.
I finally felt welcome.
I finally felt wanted.
No more Maddie or Austin.
No more pain and feeling useless.
Just blackness.
Along with final peace..

Austin's pov:
The night out was well needed along with well wanted. Some thing didn't feel right. Something felt completely wrong. The only things I could think k of was... Alan... Fuck... Alan...
I panicked as I ran out if the bar dialing his number. I tapped my foot impatiently.
"fuck c'mon alan"his phone rang as it went to voicemail. I tried another 3 times. Before I couldn't think anymore he always wandered on the 3rd call even if he was asleep. Something was wrong I had to go see if he was okay. I walked back Into the bar. I looked at the guys. " I have to go " they quickly responded with "why? What's wrong you looked panicked. "
I shook my head. " Alan didn't answer 4 phone calls somethings wrong. "Aaron, tino, and Phil didn't want to hear anymore. They knew that I knew Alan the best out of them all. I ran out of the bar waving over a taxi. I climbed in as, I gave the driver Alan's address. He began driving I couldn't help that I was shaking my foot. I was worried while driving I knew something was wrong. I looked out the window as we drove and, I seen an ambulance faster than I have ever seen before.
This was my sign.
I began shaking worse than before. I can't lose Alan not only can I not lose him. "What about the band? What about the fans? God Alan ease be okay. " I spoke to my self.

The taxi pulled up into the apartment building. I tossed the driver $40 Not knowing or caring how much the ride really was as, I ran to the door knocking.
"ALAN!ALAN!IM GIVING YOU TO THE COUNT OF THREE THEN IM KNOCKING DOWN THE DOOR "
I sighed as, my stomach grew more upset.. Fuck I shouldn't of let him go home.
"ALRIGHT 1..2..3"
I slammed my body into the doors the door crumbled from the weight. That is where I seen my worst nightmares come true. I shuddered as, pours poured down my face. I grabbed my phone calling 9-1-1 as I held him in my lap crying "Alan why? "
I held Alan in my lap crying. My ginger princess was so broken. God Alan pull out of this .

* I'm so sorry for this short chapter.! *

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