Kyle's POV: I ran off the tour bus, not befroe grabbing my pocket knife and bolted away from there. The bus was best the woods so I mean into the woods. I found a clearing and sat down on the edge of if. I took out my pocket knife and looked at the taunting scars on my arms. I hesitated, but put the tip of the cold metal knife against my skin and pulled back. I watched the blood follow the blade's trail. Now for the other one. I did the same to the other arm. I then later down on my back cuts and scars facing up, exposed to the world. I felt tired I just wanted to close my eyes and go to sleep. So I did. I closed my eyes.

Bryan's POV: "KYLE!" "KYLE!" I called out his name until my voice was horse but got no response. I kept walking so what seemed like hours though the woods until I came to a clearing. I looked around and at the edge of it there appeared to be what looked like a body. I ran over to it and saw it was Kyle. He was lying down on his back. The back of his arms facing up covered in blood and other minor cuts and scratches. I quickly  checked for a pulse and found a very faint one. I picked up his almost weightless body and carried him as fast as I could out of the woods. When I reached the bus Johnnie, Jordan, an a now awake and alert Damon, where staring at me. "What happened while I was asleep?" Damon asked. "I'll tell you later, Jordan call 9-1-1." I instructed. Johnnie stood there in shock. He fell to his knees in a crying, blubbery heap in front of the bus. "Oh my god Kyle!" He said. "Why!? Why did you do this to yourself!? " "I'm sorry Kyle, I'm so sorry I love you I swear." Was all he kept repeating. The ambulance arrived and Johnnie and I got in the back as they loaded Kyle in. "Oh my god this is all my fault. I'm sorry Kyle didn't mean it. I love you I swear." He kept repeating. I took his hand and squeezed it reassuringly. "Johnnie it's okay, you made a mistake, I'm sure Kyle will forgive you." I said giving him a small smile. "Are you sure?" He asked, looking at me with his eyes still puffy from crying. I nodded, "Well are you done with Jordan?" I asked him sincerely. "Yeah, in all honesty I don't know what I was thinking. Kyle is amazing. And I don't even like Jordan all that much. But I know that I am in love with him." He said looking down at Kyle. When we got to the hospital E.R. they told us we had to wait in the waiting area until they got Kyle stable. We waited and waited, and my only job at that moment was to keep Johnnie calm and from turning back into a big blubbery mess. 

Damon's POV: Bryan texted me and got me up to speed as to what was going on. Jordan made Johnnie cheat on Kyle? Wow a lot can happen while you're asleep. I turned to Jordan and saw him sitting on his bunk looking out the window. "You're feeling guilty aren't you?" I asked him with a slight smirk on my face. "No...I just feel bad for Johnnie that's all." He said. I laughed. "No, you're feeling guilty and that's why you feel the way you do." I said. He sighed. "Shut up Damon." I laughed again. Then it hit me. "You feel bad for doing this to Kyle  don't you?" I said in sudden realization.  Jordan went silent. "Whatever...let's go see Kyle." I nodded and we asked one of the security guards at warped tour and got them to close down the youtubers tent and drive us to the hospital to see Kyle. 

Bryan's POV: A few hours later Damon and Jordan arrived at the hospital. Jordan apologized to Johnnie for coming between him and Kyle. Johnnie forgave him and the four of us sat there and talked about Kyle's condition. A few minuets later a nurse came out and told us that he was stable. She then asked to talk to Johnnie an I in privet. "As you may know this is Kyle's third attempt resulting in serious injury." Johnnie started to break down. "No, no, no, please! Please don't send him." He kept saying. "I'm sorry sir but as you know legally and for his safety after three attempts he has to go." I thanked her for telling us, she also told us that we had three days with Kyle before they send him the psychiatric hospital in L.A. (His mother thought it'd be best if he was closer to Johnnie an all of us." Johnnie sat back down the chair he was sitting in prior and broke down. He cried and cried until the same nurse came out and told us we could go see Kyle. "What happened?" Damon asked me as we walked to Kyle's room. "Attempt #3 he has to go to the psychiatric hospital." I replied.  

Kyle's POV: I woke up to the sound of a heart monitor and Johnnie's voice. "Kyle, Kyle, I'm so sorry, I love you so much." I looked over to see Johnnie sitting in the chair next to me, he was holding my hand and his head was down. I reached over and petted his hair smiling. "I love you too Johnnie, I forgive you." He picked his head up an a small smile emerged from his lips. "You do!?" He asked excited. I laughed. "Yes of course I do you idiot, I love you." "I love you too." He said kissing me. "Kyle." Jordan said. I frowned, what does he want. "I'm sorry." What? "I shouldn't have done that to you or to Johnnie." I blinked, "Oh...okay, I forgive you." I said dumbfounded. "Kyle," Bryan said with a serious tone in his voice. "You know this is your third attempt right?" I frowned and looked at the ground. "Kyle..." Johnnie said. "You have three days." I heard Bryan say. I looked up with tears in my eyes. "I'm sorry," I cried out, "I'm so sorry Johnnie." I said. Johnnie pulled me into his chest. "I know you are it's okay, shhh." "It doesn't matter we're together now it's alright." He said. I looked up at him. "Only three days?" I asked. "Three days." Johnnie confirmed. I frowned, "Ohio." I sighed. "L.A. so we can visit you." Bryan said. I perked up a bit but was still sad at the fact that I wouldn't be able to see Johnnie for awhile. "We'll be okay." I said to Johnnie. He pulled me into a hug, kissed the top of my head and said, "We'll be okay." 

Three day's later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Bryan's POV: Kyle got admitted yesterday and already Johnnie is depressed. In all honesty I think he himself is trying to get admitted. Yesterday after Kyle left Johnnie took out a bottle of sleeping pills and put it by his bed. This morning I found a pocket knife next to the pill bottle stuffed in his pillow on his bunk and saw fresh cut on his arms. And I looked in the draw beneath his bunk and found a gun. I took it of course along with the knife and pill bottle. I know this is what Johnnie wants, but I think I have no choice but to admit him. He's hurting himself and from the looks of it is probably gearing up to kill himself. But I don't know, I'll see what he does tonight before I do anything to drastic like admit him. The next day I had to leave Johnnie at the tour bus and I was scared for him. I asked one of the security guards that we are really close to, to keep an eye on Johnnie. When I got back late that night I saw ambulance outside the bus, I rushed over and the security guard told me that he had to stop Johnnie from shooting himself. Johnnie took some sleeping pills, cut up his arms and was gunna pull the trigger, but, thank god, the security guard stopped him and called 9-1-1. "He has to be admitted Bryan." I sighed and called Jordan and Damon. "He has to go." I said to them when they showed up at the bus. The three of us stood there and said goodbye to an unconscious Johnnie, and he got loaded up and taken away to the hospital with Kyle. 

The End