Chapter 4

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I woke up in a hospital bed. It's dim in here. I feel like someone is in here. I looked around and saw Bryan, Bree, and Katrina. I tried talking but I couldn't I made a noise though getting their attention. Bryan went to get the doctor while Bree and Katrina ran to my side. They got tears in their eyes.

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Bree and Katrina had to leave. They felt bad but I told them that it was fine. Bryan left right after he told them that I was up.

The therapist just left. I can't believe I tried to kill myself bro.

As I thought about what happened somebody knocked on the door. "Come in.", I said lowly. I looked at the door as Bryan walked in.

"Hey.", he said walking to a chair.

"Hey." He pulled the chair next to me. "I'm not clear on what happened.", I said.

"Well I saw the video so I tried calling and texting to see if you were ok but you didn't answer so I came to your house. You didn't answer the door so I broke it down. I went in and looked around then I saw you. I tackled you, you went unconscious, then I called the 911."

"Oh." It got quiet. "I know your girl is probably worried about you, you should get home."

"I don't have a girl.", he said. I don't even feel like asking questions. "Even if I did, I'm not going nowhere.", he said. "What happened?", he asked.

"Well after I said that about Bobby Sasha popped up talking about if something happened to her brother she was gone expose me with pictures I didn't even know she had. Something happened to Bobby I guess so she posted them. I got jumped and disowned by my family because of it and you seen what else happened.", I said before he could say something Bree ran in and Katrina walked in. They came and sat next to me.

"Bryan.", Katrina said. Bree just looked at her nails.

"Hello ladies.", he said. Bree made a face.

"Hello ladies.", Bree said mocking him. This is going to be a long night.

"What I do now?", Bryan asked.

"Don't.", I said before Katrina and Bree started going off. "Can we just be happy that I'm not dead?", I asked.

"Yes.", they all said. Thank God.

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