[Beckys POV]

I've been drinking and taking pills all night long, I don't want to be here anymore what's the point? I'm just a sad lonely little lass. I hope Sasha's happy with herself because loves gone to hell and so have I, I feel like I need to do this.

As I stare at the bottle of pills, almost halfway empty "How am I not dead?" I ask myself "maybe they're not strong enough"

As I grow even more frustrated at still being alive I grab a stronger bottle of pills out of my bathroom and pop four of them in my mouth and washed it down with the Jack Daniels, BAD move I felt myself getting weaker, my vision started getting blurry I tried to make my way back to the bedroom but I tripped and hit something hard on the floor, I blacked out.

[Sasha's POV]

I'm driving to Beckys house I'm thinking this could go wrong in so many ways but it could also go right in a few ways as well. I'm pulling up her driveway I knock on the door no answer, I twisted the door knob and it turns out it was open "Becky?" I call out with no answer I search through the house thinking something is seriously wrong here. I head towards the bedroom and what I see is Becky Lynch laying on the floor face first with blood coming out of her head.

"Oh my god Becky no, wake up!!" I said shaking her but nothing happened

I pull out my phone and dail 911

911: 911 what's your emergency?

Sasha: My friend is blacked out on the floor I think she overdos...

Sasha was cut off by the sight of the real Becky Lynch standing in front of her

"Wh..." Sasha tried to say before Becky kicked her in the face and knocked her out.

Plot Twist Much??? 😂😂😂