-Tay's POV-
I was awoken by the sound of the boys playing some stupid video game in the main part of our tour bus. I sat up and groaned in annoyance when I hit my head against the bunk above me. The day was already getting off to a great start, I thought. I got out of bed and fixed my hair before walking into the kitchen which was connected to where the boys were sitting, considering how we were just in a small tour bus. I noticed they were yelling and throwing things at each other. I laughed, that was just like them, they acted like they hated each other sometimes but actually we were all very close friends. I was sad that I had to leave them. They were like my brothers, but I couldn't be here anymore. No one really cared anyways, they pretended they did, but when it came down to it, no one was really there for me. I couldn't even be there for me. I was going to leave tonight, no one would notice, no one would care. After today's set I'll finally be gone for good.
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"Thank You and Goodnight!" I said into the mic, laughing. The crowed screamed in response asking for an encore but I was honestly tired as fuck and just wanted to leave. I knew this was my last show, so I put all I had into it. I'd miss this, the fans, and the feel of performing, but I'm sure I'd feel better dead than I did up in stage. As I walked backstage I ignored all the people and paparazzi and went straight to the tour bus, thinking about the fact that I didn't even get to see Jenna today, let alone say goodbye her. But I got my blades and pills from my bag and went to the washroom. This was it, I could finally be free. I could finally be with my dad again. No more pain, no more sadness, no more heartache.
I put the blade to my wrist to make the first incision when someone burst through the door, catching me in the act.
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FanfictionIt's Warped Tour. Tonight Alive and We Are The In Crowd are among the many acts set to perform. But what happens when things become too much for Tay to handle?
