Sorry, I know I said I edit this yesterday but things came up.

So anyway, ENJOY! :D

TRENT'S POV

I sat up feeling a stinging sensations in the back of my neck. I put my hand over it to cover the wound, when I pulled back and I sware it looked like I did finger paints. I heard knocking right in front of me with faint crying. I finally snapped out of it and remembered of what had just occurred. I could barely get up with shards of broken glass pierced in my leg. I tried to pull out the bigger chunks trying to ignore the pain. I finally gave up on the china and force myself up.

"Gwen," I said calmly. The weeping continued. "Trent?" She said still sobbing. "Yes I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere." I said trying to calm her down. It helped a little. Still, I could hear the weary sobs through the thick wood. "You said that during that phobia challenge to!" She said in a faint voice. "Don't worry, I'm getting this off of you" I said trying to pull up the heavy cabinet. I kept trying but it didn't budge. I finally grabbed an arm of a person that ran by me. It was Bridgette. She had a banged up knee and blood running down her lip looking for Geoff.

"Can you help me?" I asked sympathetically. She nodded instantly after I asked the question. I tugged her arm lightly to the cabinet. She knew what she needed to do like she read my mind. "On the count of three pull, 1,2,3 PULL!" We tugged with all her might but it didn't budge. "Again! 1,2,3 PULL!" This time we got it up we flipped it over with all our might. It landed with a crash.

"Gwen, are you okay!?" I asked as I hugged her pecking her cheeks and lips repeating the moments gently. "I think so" she said relaxed at the moments. I looked at her arm where her stitches 'were'. It was bleeding violently as I examined it I said to her with a worried look on my face "We need to cover that for now" I cut off one of the sleeves on my arm with one of the knifes around us. I wrapped the now again fresh opened wound with the sleeve as my other hand was interlaced with her fingers as she tightened as I wrapped it around her arm.

"Thanks" She said with a soft smile on her face. "No Problem," I said returning the smile.

COURNEY'S POV

I woke up with a major headache, I sat up with holding my head again, but this time, the pain expanded. When my eyes opened I could see nothing but blurs and two different images...I think. I finally caught glances of what it looked like shattered glass, people panicking, and violence...WAY to much violence.

"Duncan?" I said weakly. If he was only one I could see that could really comfort me right now I would take it. I walked all over the rooms that I could. My walk was like I was high, tripping, falling, trudging. Anything that goes with it.

"Help!...Help!" I heard someone call out in agony. "Duncan, is that you?" I asked weakly but loud enough that he could hear me. "Princess?" He asked. I could hear the piercing pain go through his veins making it sends shivers up and down my spine.

I ran into the kitchen, I saw Duncan stuck under a table. "Duncan...thank god I found you!" I said in a relieved voice, forgetting about the bump on the back of my head.

"I-I'm stuck" He said to me in a very stressed tone trying to push the metal table off. I helped holding onto one of the legs of the table. "Ow!" I screamed looking at a cut of the palm of my hand. I must've hit something sharp on the table. I tried to ignore the pain and tried and tried to pull the table.

"We need something to lever it." He said to me trying to push the table off. I walked over metal and large objects trying to find something to help us out. I finally found something. I reached up trying to grab it. Suddenly, I felt something grab my ankle. "AHHHH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs trying to kick it off until I saw the face.

"Lashawna?" I said breathlessly. "Who else?" She said. She got up weakly holding a wound. "Do you think you could help me?" I asked pleading. "Counts on what it is." She said holding another wound around her neck.

"I need you to help me get this metal piece and try to get Duncan out from under a table. "Aww!" So you do care about him!" "I do not!" I said blushing. "Forget it, lets go" She said tugging my arm.

GEOFF'S POV

I was under tables when I woke up. I pushed them off easily. Holy crap! I knew this was a memorable party, but this is insane! I looked to see bodies of my fellow friends. I suddenly started screaming Bridgette's name. I got up instantly and started flipping tables and chairs looking. I could feel hot tears form in my eyes. I tried to hold it in but it fought, I finally gave in and let my eyes overflow. I was still screaming her name and looking everywhere.

BRIDGETTE'S POV

All of a sudden I heard screaming and crying. I looked around to see who it was. I could hear it, but I couldn't see it.

"I'll be right back" I said quickly as I ran through the hall way to see who the commotion was coming from. I finally tripped and fell into the the main entrance and saw all the things broken or crushed by something.

"Bridgette!" I heard someone say in a relieved voice. Someone hugged me tight. I couldn't see him but the smell and the voice reminded me of Geoff. I hugged him back. "I was so worried about you!" Is all I could hear him say. Tears ran from my eyes.

"Geoff, I'm so scared right now." I said in a hushed tone. "It's ok Bridge," He said trying to calm me. It helped.

"Come on we need to find the others." Geoff said.

Eww! really bad chapter I'll try to improve on the next chapter.