I wish this was a bad dream I had.

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Brandon's Pov

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I put the bottle close to her nose and hope she breathed the chemicals in. I'm hoping she's still conscious. She's breathing, I just hope that she can awake. Tiffany's hands start to shake rapidly. I hope this doesn't bring the opposite reaction. Please, please, please don't die. Please wake up. Tiffany, everyone here misses you. Everyone besides David. Besides David.

Tiffany's eyes start to slowly open. They're bloodshot. Way worse than our manager's when he's done editing one of our music videos. She closed them, and tried to sit up. She couldn't. She looks inable to do anything. She started deep breathing and she can't control it at all. I'm scared this is permanent. Ben crouched beside her to help her sit up against the cabinet. She slid back down. I want to stab David in the face multiple times, but I can't just leave her.

"Brandon..." I hear Tiffany mutter in such pain.

I get closer to her, "What's wrong?" I asked.

"My eyes are feeling like they're boiling in hot water and I can't get up without falling to the floor." She put her hand on mine.

"Whatever David did, he caused you too much pain." I say.

"What? He caused this? Why couldn't have you stopped it from happening!" Tiffany grabbed my collar on my shirt.

"I didn't know he did this!" I say.

"Oh really, and does the rest of the band know this?" 

"They didn't know he did this."

"And David just decided to poison me and have me pass out. He wouldn't have done that to me."

"You don't know him as well as I do, so I suggest you don't say a thing about that."

"Uh, huh. Get me off this floor and put me somewhere else that I don't have to deal with you or David." She crossed her arms and Hayden and Bennett picked her up and propped her up in Bennett's bunk.

"I didn't cause this!" I yell and I see her flip me off.

"Sure you didn't, Sherlock!" 

David set me up, fucker. I can't stand how he gets all the sympathy. He doesn't deserve any of it. I headed to the opposite end of the RV to see a note on the floor.

Brandon lost his girlfriend, Brandon lost his girlfriend! I wonder what else he's gonna lose.

--Dave

I crumpled it up and threw it in the trash can. I wished that she didn't think I was apart of this. If she truely knew, she would have never thought it was me. She would have known from the start it was the asshole she slept next to. I'm hoping the guys aren't torturing her like David did, I hope that she realizes that he's the badguy and that I didn't do a thing.

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