#Bitch is real?

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Brianna's POV

I ran to my room and sat on my bed with a pencil and paper so I started to draw a boy with a girl standing next to each other smiling then Mitch walked in I covered it with my hand

"Bree what are you drawing?"

"It's nothing it's just me and.." I stopped because of the feelings I got because that boy was my brother he died in a car accident a year ago.

"And who?"

"M-my brother" I started to cry

"Why are you crying"

"My brother died a year ago!"

"Aww!" I cried in my hands as he have me a hug then I kissed him he didn't pull away he got on top of me still kissing me then Jerome came in

"AHH MY EYES!"

"Way to kill our privacy ass hole you have hands you can knock" I lash back at him

"Whoa you don't need to-"

"SHUT UP NOW GO AWAY JEROME!" My brain says run but my soul says yell

"I-I'm sorry Bree I-"

"No no need to I'm tired of my life it has to be like this I know it's so great living with my favorite you tubers but I just can't!"

"Bree calm down" Mitch whispers

"No I just am-" I melt down and run to my bath room Mitch grabs my hand he looks worried I look to Jerome he looks stunned I feel tears coming to my eyes I get out of Mitch's grip and hug Jerome

"I'm sorry Jerome I was just upset"

"It's okay" he smiles

I let go and run to the paper and ripped it up

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