*Brooklyns P. O. V*
I stand there just staring at where she was stood hearing her laugh before I storm backstage. Jack follows silently and I feel sick. I've just recked a friendship that I never wanted to lose. And why did she have to ruin it. It's been a year and she ended it. It was her choice. Just then the door opens and she walks in with a smirk on her face. "get lost" isay not even looking at her.
"is that anyway to talk to an old friend?" she asks with a fake pout.
"but your not an old friend are you?" I say it as more of a question when really it was a statement.
"your acting like I've done the worse thing in the world when really you should look at Jack." I look at him to see the colour drain from his face.
"don't try and put this on him when it was all you." I say.
"I would never of known if it wasn't for good old Jack." she says " all because of that night."
"what do you mean by 'that night'?" I ask looking at both of them
"oh you know me and Jack slept together whilest we we still together actually multiple times"
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My internet Best Friend // Brooklyn Wyatt Gibson
Fanfictionwe all have social media, of course you do it would be considered social suicide not to have at least Facebook. now fandoms are a big part of this. and Shelli is just like that she loves speaking to other Roadies and making internet Friends then one...
