Breaking

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Shawn

I walk in and see the reception desk.

"Where is my sister," I ask.

"Whats her name," a lady asks.

"Courtney, Courtney Mendes," I say.

"Room 318," she says.

"Thank you," Matt says and we run to the room.

"She's in a coma, you san go in now," the doctor says.

Shawn nods and walks in.

"Oh my," my mom says.

"Since mom died, she has been blaming mom's death on her," Shawn says.

The is a knock on the door. I look and see Luke.

"How is she," he asks.

"She's in a coma," Shawn says looking at her lifeless body.

Luke walks over.

"All of this was because we hate each other," he says quietly.

"But you don't hate her, do you," Shawn asks.

"No," he whispers.

Luke

I look at Courtney's beaten body and feel a tear roll down my cheek.

I pull out my phone and take a picture.

I post the picture and use the caption: I never ment for it to get this far.

Shawn's phone beeps and he sighs.

"Luke, can you be here with her. I have to preform at the show," Shawn asks.

"Yeah, of course. I'll call you if anything changes," I say.

"Thank you," he says and I nod.

Matt, Matt's mum, and Shawn all walk out. My phone beeps and I look at the tweets.

I roll my eyes in disgust.

I send out another tweet: Time for the truth, I really don't hate @Courtney_Is_A_Star. She only hated me because she thought I hated her. Now you fans have taken it too far. She already blames the death of her mother on herself and this pushes me over the top.

I sigh and she stirs.

"Where's Shawn," she asks.

"At the show," I say and she opens her eyes.

"Why are you here," she asks.

"Because I saw what the fans did to you and I didn't means for you to get beaten like this. I didn't know you blame your self for things that happen in the past with your family," I say as another tear rolls down my cheek.

"Your crying," she says.

"I need to call Shawn," I say.

She nods and I walk out. I call Shawn and he answers.

"I'm on my way,"  Shawn says then hangs up.

"He'll be here in a few minutes. Do you want anything to eat," I ask.

"No thanks," she says and I nod.

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