Blackness

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"Tyler, get back here!" I'm running chasing after him as he laughs.

"We have to hurry. We're late meeting the other youtubers. Just around this corner is where they said too meet us." he replies. Breathing heavily from all the running he's been doing. Gosh that's a first for him.

"Can't we take a break?"

"Nope" He screams back looking over his shoulder. "No breaks"

I see him disappear behind a corner. Is this the corner he said they should be at? I just keep running. Faster and faster until I reached the curb, I ran around the curb not thinking..

And.. I fell flat on my butt. I look up and there is a guy there. Around 5ft11' He's looking down with a concerned look on his face. His almond brown eyes staring right at me.

"Uh, Sorry. You okay?" He asks.

"I guess. Thanks." I try standing up but he offers his hand to help me stand up.

"You sure you're okay dood?"

"Positive." I see his hand go up towards my hair and I flinch a bit. I have no clue what he's about to do, and I don't know if I like it so far.

"It's okay. Just chill. You have a leaf in your hair from falling."

"Oh" uh awkward.

"Well my names Mitchell. I prefer Mitch for short."

"I'm Jocelyn." He puts his hand out and I shake it. "Pleased to meet you"

"This is my friend Jerome." Just then I realized there has been someone else the whole time there. I shake hands with him and we move along.

We're walking down to the hotel we're all staying at. I'm walking next to Tyler with Jerome and Mitchell, ah crud. I mean Mitch behind us.

"Uh Jocelyn?" Mitch says. 

"Mhm?"

"Your leg is bleeding."

I stop and turn my leg to the side. "Well look at that. It is."

I get a band-aid from my bag and put it over the cut and wipe the blood away with a tissue. All of a sudden Mitch picks me up and throws me over my shoulder.

"Mitcchhhh... Put me downnn."

"Nope, sorry dood. Not happening, can't let the crippled walk." So for the rest of the way I was just limp while being carried by a Canadian. I can cross that off my bucket list.

We get into the lobby and he puts me down. About time.

I turn around to see my ex.

I thought he was in jail..

He walks up and gives me a bottle of water. "The hell is this for?" I think to myself.

"Thought you might need it." He has a smirk on his face. It's welcoming but at the same time saying "You messed up. You're going to regret it."

I put it in my bag blowing it off. Tyler has known me ever since the first time I dated him. He's very protective over what happened. No details, sorry. lets just say he got put in jail for almost two years. Now he's out. Just great.

All of a sudden Tyler pushes him. Just what we needed.

"Why don't you leave? You know she doesn't want you here after what you've done." 

"I decided to make a comeback." He pushes Tyler back and he falls.

"You're going to regret pushing me the first time. And I'll make sure." He walks out of the lobby and laughs while doing so.

I help Tyler up.

"Just ignore him. He's a crackhead that's mad at the world because he got put in jail."

Walking into Mitch's and Jerome's hotel room (Wink wink Merome wink wink) The first thing Mitch does is dive into his bed.

"Sleeeeeppp.." He mumbles face down into the pillow making it all muffled. Oh god he's adorable when he's tired.


Tyler and me are sharing a room. Just what we need. A bunch of twitter rumors saying we're dating.

I take a drink of water while finding something on youtube to watch. I think I'll make a vlong instead. So I press record. 

"Hey guys&gals. It's Jocelyn and I'm here! Two days until Pax East and I'm already having a blast. Mitch and Jerome are in the other hotel room. I'll go there later. Right now I'm in my room that I'm sharing with Tyler. Separate beds people.. Separate beds. Don't get any ideas now."

"Tylerrr" I say trying to get him to say hi.

"Come be in the vlog!" I'm walking around looking for him. Maybe he went into Mitch's room.

Walking towards the hotel hallway I start feeling lightheaded. I brush it off as nothing continuing to walk. That's when I collapse.

I hear people.

Mitch? Jerome? Tyler?

Sounds like Mitch.

I can't hear what he's saying. I think help? 

911?

Fading

It's blurry.

Then all I see is black

Blackness.

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