Status: As active as Max Green in my bed ;)

Reflections of False Hope.

Then Leave.

"Radke's in hospital too." Craig sneered, running his pale fingers through my thin faded black hair as I began to open my eyes.

Asshole. I thought but asked "Why?"

"Overdose. Fucking druggie."

That made me glare. "Max used to get high."

"Wh do you care about him so much?"

"The same reason why Aries cares about you so much." I hissed.

His jaw fell to the ground, literally. He grabbed my arms and glared right into my eyes, so much passionate hate that you wouldn't believe this was the Craig Mabbitt all the girls sooned over. "He's the reason why you were so broken? Why you cut? Why you got high almost every night? The drinking?!

I nodded once while staringn right ahead and biting my lip.

"I'll be right back." He said calmly.

"Wy? Where are you going?"

"To lengthen that douche's stay in that hospital bed."

"Craig, please..."

"No, Tue. He deserves this."

"CRAIG! Do you know how much I've hurt him? I killed him from the inside out too! He started getting high because of me, he was depressed because of me! He wrote The Drug In Me Is You about me! Don't hurrt him, I've already done enough damage."

Craig sighed "Fine. Max is leaving the band."

"What?" I whispered.

"He's been on and off tour since February, we said we'd decide in December, so yeah. He's was constantly ill, we need to do gigs."

!A/N- Lets pretend Ronnie got out of Prison in April 2010, I want this to be set in Warped'11, not '12...kay?)

"Don't you dare."

"He'll be joining FIR, apparently."

"You kick him out, I'm leaving."

Hurt flashed through his eyes but was soon replaced by anger "Then leave."
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Sorry its short, but I don't know what to write right now, even though I do have it planned out.

I do not own Escape The Fate or Falling In Reverse, no matter how many years in a row I've wished for them all in a box for Christmas. in a bunny pouch for Easter, from the Tooth fairy, as a birthday present and whatever special times when we get presents. Nor do I own any other bands/famous people. I own Tuesday and the plot, so steal them and I'll kill you. And don't tink I won't find out- I read ALOT on many websites and I've got lots of friends who read online too. So ha.
Also, Sinead quit the story, don't know why but yeah. ;/ Sooo its just me from now on. :|