Chapter Eight: Brother

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Charlie's POV

We were at home. Randi went out with friends. So it was just me and my dog, Stella. I got up and Stella follow "Girl, stay here. I'll be back." I said softly, opening the door. I walked to Dylan's grave. Once I got there. I sat beside the grave and pulled out a blunt. "I remember the day you gave me my first joint, Dill." I laughed a bit "I was such a pussy. But look at where I am now." I did a crooked smile. I lit the blunt and put it in my mouth " After a while, I got up. I pulled out another blunt and put it on his grave "Enjoy, mother fucker." I laughed "I'll come see you before we leave for tour." I smiled "I miss you, brother." I walked away, trying to to cry.

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J-Dog's POV

I laid on the bathroom ground. I twitched as I downed the bottle of pills.

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