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Nine

have u seen this beauty ^ better hair than me tbh

long chapter but important

Brad was currently laughing and smiling with his best friends, having no idea what Wednesday was going to do to herself today, that she woke up with only one thing on her mind. One more week he could see her in real life, he could touch her, he could kiss her and he could tell her he loved her.

Would he see her in a week? Or will he see her casket in a week?

He flipped through the multiple photographs and videos he had of her, a smile gracing his lips and Tristan is the first to notice how happy he was today. He knew it was because of her, it was always because of her even in the worst situations; he would think of Wednesday and it would all be better.

Tristan was scared his best friend would get hurt again, Wednesday has the power to kill Brad, she has the power to break every inch of him and then heal it all within a minute. Brad was like a puppet to Wednesday and Brad was simply Wednesday's everything, she couldn't live without him; as we all know.

Connor was the second to notice his best friends happiness and was excited to finally be able to goof around with him like they usually do on their tours, he was happy everything was back to normal even if it couldn't be farther from it. He also feared what would happen when Brad and Wednesday would reunite, it would either make or break Brad.

James was the last to notice, being too busy trying to fix his own relationship. Like the others he was ecstatic to have the old Brad back, to have the happy Brad back yet he had his doubts. Was their relationship really healthy? Or was it beautifully toxic?

"Nessa would like this." Brad says, not even thinking before the sentence falls from his lips as he continues to flip through the albums of photographs on his phone.

The boys knew what he meant, she would like to see the tour going on as normal, and all the boys with smiles on their faces like nothing bad was going on in the world. Her happiness meant everything to Brad and even with distance between them he did everything that he thought would make her happy, although she couldn't see it occurring.

"I wonder if she's okay." And just as this sentence leaves his lips she falls to the floor with blood and shatters of glass surrounding her, cutting into her already harmed, porcelain skin.

She was laying almost lifelessly on the floor, as the last bit of life held onto her desperate not to let go, to not let her die even if it was the only thing she wanted.

His bandmates all nodded their heads, assuring him she was okay and stupidly he believed them. His usual fifth sense of knowing how she was doing was unresponsive and had severely let him down. He knew, even if he wasn't near her, how she was feeling and today it could cost her life.

It was at this moment, where he sat showing stupid memes to his friends, Wednesday's mother was holding her daughter to her chest telling her daughter that she was completely fine, shoving her fingers down Nessa's throat to try and bring up the pills she had taken with no success. She desperately tried to stop the bleeding of the cuts but tightly wrapping bits of her shirt that she had ripped around them and called an ambulance who were now trying to rush to get to the attempt of suicide scene.

"Come on baby, wake up. You're fine, you're fine, everything's fine."

Brad had no idea what was happening while he was out playing football with his friends until his phone began to ring. He jogged over, a smile still on his lips as he answers in a chirpy tone not bothering to check the caller ID.