*Josh's P.O.V*
I hurried down the road trying to get away from fans asking questions. One girl who looked about sixteen stopped me.
"Why did you guys break up?" She asked, looking as if she'd been crying.
"We just drifted apart okay? No more questions, I have to go." I said, trying to keep going but she wouldn't let me.
"But Marianas Trench was the best thing since the invention of music itself. You can't just end it." The fan said, hugging me.
"I'm sorry but it's not my fault." I said, ducking into my car and driving off.
I hate that the band split up, and I hate that the fans won't get anymore music, but most of all, I hate that I lost great friends. It wasn't my fault. I keep telling myself that, hoping it will change what happened, hoping we'll reunite. I know that's not going to happen though.
It was two weeks ago, we were getting ready for a meet and greet...
"Josh, where did you put the damn comb?" Matt yelled in frustration.
That's what started this all. You believe that? A comb, the reason our band split up was a comb... well, not exactly...
"It should be right there." I said, pointing at the counter.
"Well it's not here. I'm not meeting fans with messy hair!" He said, angrily.
"Matt, calm down. I'm sure you'll find it." Mike said, searching through a drawer. "Josh, where's the hairspray?"
"I don't know. It should be there." Why do they just assume I know where everything is.
They both sighed in frustration and searched frantically for the hair supplies.
"Dammit Josh! Why can't you ever put things back where they belong?" Matt yelled at me.
"Really. I let you borrow my hairspray and what do you do, you lose it!" Mike yelled, throwing a guitar pick at me.
"I'm sorry guys. You look fine, we're going to be late if you don't stop fussing over your hair." I said, wondering where Ian was.
They both glared at me as Ian strolled in. Looks like we found the hair shit. Ian had it, of course they got mad at me though. Matt snatched the comb from him angrily and Mike took the hairspray. We all finished getting ready and went to meet the fans.
"Oh my god! You guys are like my whole life! I swear like ohmigosh! I'm just freaking out so much inside! Eeeeeeeeee!" A fan said, hugging each of us.
"Really? Well you're a terrific fan. Thanks for all the support." Mike said, as he always tried to make the fans feel good.
"Can I get a picture with you guys?" The fan asked, pulling out her phone.
We took some pictures with her and then I accidentally hit Matt in the face. And I swear it was an accident. I wouldn't hit him on purpose.
"What the heck Josh?" Matt spazzed at me.
"I'm sorry. It was an accident. Chill out." I said, trying to calm him down because we were in front of fans.
"I'm tired of you always bossing us around. Always telling us to calm down. Always being such a damn Diva!" Matt yelled, making a huge scene.
"You kinda seem like the diva at the moment, just saying." I said, just before Ian snapped too.
"No Josh, you're always the diva!" Ian yelled, by now we were getting some pretty weird looks from fans.
"Calm down, the fans are staring." Mike said, seemingly on my side.
"Good let them stare. This will be the last time they see us together! I think the band should split up!" Matt yelled.
I think I felt a piece of my heart break. Marianas Trench was my life. I wanted to be in the band until I died.
"No don't do this... please." I said, trying not to get emotional.
"It's already done!" Matt yelled, running off. I looked at Ian sadly.
"This is all your fault!" Ian shouted, chasing Matt.
"Josh, it's okay. They'll calm down and realize what a mistake they've made." Mike said, patting my shoulder.
After that, the only one that would even talk to me was Mike. I called and texted Matt everyday, hoping for an answer. I feel like he just disappeared, vanished. It was almost as if I was alone.
Author's Note: Hope you guys like it so far. And I know this would be a terrible thing if it actually happened, but it makes for a great story.
