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March 8th (Impact Arena, Sukhothai Hotel, Bangkok, Thailand)

What happened tonight was the last thing I expected to happen. No one could have planned for this. I saw Dana, running out of the backstage area, closely followed by Monti. Neither of them, stayed to say goodbye. And honestly I didn't blame them. The look on Dana's face, was absolute devastation, and shock. I was just as shocked as her. What Michael said to her was completely uncalled for.

Michael looked heart broken; and that didn't surprise me either, the girl he'd had feelings for, for years, had just broken up with him. And they'd only been together for a little over a day. The thing was, I didn't blame Dana for what she did, his words would have cut deep. And I knew that this was just the icing on the cake, for her. She was already upset with him enough after last night. She was upset to the point that she couldn't even stay with him. And she came to me for comfort.

"Do you even know where she went last night?" I asked him
"No," he sighed, "I'm going to assume she went to Luke,"
"Maybe you should ask, and get the full story before you jump to your stupid conclusions," I scoffed, I couldn't believe that after everything Dana said to him, he still believed that she would do something like that, "she was so fucking pissed off with the way you were last night, she came to me! Not Luke!"
"I need to apologise," he said
"You do, but I don't think she's gonna forgive you, and I don't blame her. What you said was so out of line!"
"It wasn't!" He yelled, "if you saw what I saw yesterday you would have assumed the same thing!"
"Are you really that stupid, that you think Dana of all people would cheat on you?" Luke asked, "you of all people know how badly I hurt her last year! And you still accused her of doing that!"
"I'd stay out of this Luke," Michael warned him, "I still feel like fucking decking you!"
"Do it," he goaded, "fucking hit me, see if I care,"
"You know what?" Ashton spoke up, he looked up from his phone for a minute, "Luke is less to blame in this than you,"
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Michael asked
"Ash has a point," I said, "Luke did nothing wrong, yeah what he said, may have made you retaliate and call her a slut one more time, but all he was doing was standing up for your girlfriend! Even fucking Arzaylea did,"
"Can you leave me out of this?" I heard her say

We were still back stage an hour later, when I decided I'd had enough of the tension in the small room. Ash and I decided that it was time, to load our instruments into the van, just so we could get the hell out of there. Neither of us wanted to be around Michael right now. Especially after he said what he did. That was unforgivable. And he deserved to feel the way he did. Luke looked like shit, and last year, I would have said that he deserved to feel the way he does now. His wording, and what he said, may not have been the best; but he did have the best intention at heart. I never thought I'd see the day where I'd say, that Luke Hemmings, was the better person in this argument.

The ride back to the hotel was tense and silent. No one said a single word to each other.
We pulled up to the back entrance of the hotel, when Ash spoke up for the first time since we left the arena, "I'm gonna see if the girls are alright," he told me, "you wanna come?"
"Yeah, I was gonna message Dana, once we got inside,"
"Let's go?" He asked and I nodded
"Oi," I heard from Michael, "where are you two going?"
"Away from you," Ashton told him
"If I were you," I directed at both of them, "I'd go up to your room, and stay there until we have to leave for Hong Kong tomorrow," I warned them
"Who shoved the stick up your ass?" Michael asked me
"Seriously?" I asked, "I'm that fucking fed up with you Michael, just leave me alone!" And with that, Ashton and I made our way to the floor the girls were on; in a different elevator to the other two.

Once we were outside the door, all you could hear were choking sobs; undoubtedly coming from Dana. Ash knocked on the door, and Monti answered, she looked a mess. He wrapped her up in a hug, "where's Dana?" I asked, once we were inside the door. Monti pointed to the small girl, curled up in a ball, sobbing.