David...

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Ian's POV
I didn't see much, but what I did see, a rope or something hanging from David's living room ceiling was enough to set me off. I knew something was wrong, I just hope I'm not to late. I hear crying as I break down the door.
"David, stop. Don't do this. Holy shit..." Not only was he tying the rope around his neck, but his arm was covered in blood.
"Oh my god, David..." Flitz says trough his tears. Anthony pulled out his phone and called 911. I run to David and yank the rope down, taking the fan with it. Wes runs into the bathroom looking for something to stop the bleeding. David started uncontrollably starts crying out for Mari. Saying he's sorry and he won't hurt her ever again.
"David, please," Flitz said as he nelt (sorry for the fact that I can't fucking spell for shit!) down next to David. Wes ran in with a small washcloth. While Wes was trying to stop the bleeding, my phone rang. It was Matt.
"Uh Matt, can this wait?"
"No, Mari really wants to see you guys."
"Mari's awake?"
"Yeah, a few minutes ago."
"Well, we are dealing with something so we'll be over as fast as we can."
"Ok bye." I hung up the phone.
"Mari..." David says as the sirens draw near. They get louder and louder. Before I know, they take David away.
Matt's POV
What could be so important that they wouldn't rush over to see Mari. Awake. She's been out for 3 weeks and we've been lying to the fans. We said she was on a trip. I'm still the only one who knows the truth, and I feel terrible. Wen they get here, I'll tell them.

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