Disclaimer: This chapter is really dramatic and the most dramatic moment in the actual show isn't this so I don't own I'm in the Band.

Okay, it wasn't until the mild autumn California air hit my lungs when I realized that I went outside to talk to Bleed. I knew that Bleed being kicked out of the band by the guitar dual didn't completely close the doors to me and Bleed's relationship. I think it was obvious we were broken up after that, but it didn't reach my consciousness until that moment that I wanted our relationship to have one last closure before I left him forever. I would never be fooled by him ever again.

I somewhat reluctantly walked over to the dumpster lid and flip it open, when it slammed its side I was impacted with a shudder from the shockwave.

I look inside and I see him. I see the ratty blonde hair that was covered with a bandana around the scalp; trash and dirt scarred his gray pants and black shirt with a furry vest that could match with his pants and those eyes I used to trust.

"What the hell do you want Jupiter?" he spat out in a bitter tone; it feels so weird that he doesn't have an accent ringing in his voice.

"I want to ask you why you wanted to take the band and make it hit rock bottom. What makes you hate the band so much?"

"Derek, here's my explanation:" Bleed starts by taking in a deep breath. "You are such an idiot. I knew, despite it would be hard, I had to try and come in to destroy Iron Weasel for the second time, to set off the chain of events that would eventually lead to your downfall."

I swallow a breath. No. No, that is the last thing you want to remember. The last thing you want to remember in front of Bleed.

"Derek Jupiter, you think that when I dated you the first time. I would not think about every move you would make? I probably know you better than you know yourself."

I am standing rigid. It's like every particle of my body is frozen solid by his words.

"I knew that the way to get to start the downfall and destroy Iron Weasel, would be if I was trying to convince you I wasn't. I had to think of a way you would trust me faster than your other two idiot bandmates."

I can't say anything against that. Not just because that fact is partially true, but also because my lungs have failed to work for me.

"And what easier way than to date you? If you were heartbroken by me, your confident would start to wavier. Remember what happened about half a year later with the Madison Square Garden gig?"

Of course I remember it. It was the event that was the start of a chain reaction that led to Iron Weasel hitting rock bottom.

"I hate this band and you guys, because you are the biggest idiots and worst rockers that I've ever seen. And I also did this because I was hired by Metal Wolf to cause the band's downfall."

That felt like I was punched in gut. Of course Metal Wolf would be the source who caused Iron Weasel to our knees, how could I be so stupid?!

"Shut up." I manage to say in nothing more than a repressed whisper, staring at the ground.

"What's going on Derek?" I glare at him at the top of the vision. "Feeling that confidence of yours starting to be rocky? Feeling like you couldn't believe that I tricked you once again? Feeling-"

I move so fast that I don't even process what happened until I am looking at Bleed, holding him up a little bit by clenching my fists against the top of his shirt. "You shut the fuck up you sick heartless bastard."

He raises an eyebrow. "Feeling the same way you did after I broke up with you?"

My mind goes blank. Without thinking it, I can feel that the one flashback I tried to repress it going to hit me like a truck. I let go of him and I stare at nothing and I stand there to just

remember.

It was the night when he left the band. After I explained to Vic exactly what happened, he was upset but I knew it would just be night and the next morning he would understand and apologize for this outburst.

I was about ready to get myself undressed when there was a knocking at my door. I yell at whoever is there to come in because I am not bothered to go to the other side of the room.

The door opens and slams, forcing me to look up at whoever came in.

It was Bleed. Bleed in that same outfit he was in when he left the band only an hour ago, I am hoping that he is just coming to say that he was messing with us and that he is still in the band and with me.

"Hello Derek." He said without a trace of a British accent. Wait, was his British accent a fake and he always had an American one?

I am speechless for a few moments, all of my breath was taken away from me the second I heard the lack of a British accent, and then my brain kicked back to reality. "What do you want?"

He scoffs. "Isn't it obvious Jupiter? I want to make it official."

"What the hell happened to your own accent? Was it fake?" It was a stupid question because I knew what my answer would be.

"Jesus, I thought you were smarter than the other two guys combined. Of course my accent was a fake, it was a fake so you would feel more connected to me and to cause us to become a couple."

Silence for a few seconds before I ask: "Was your accent as fake as your feelings for me?"

He is in his thoughts for a moment until he speaks up. "Yes. Thought out that entire time, I have always hated you with a burning passion; you wanna know why?"

I don't say anything or move a muscle, but he decides to state the reasons.

"You are a dim-wit. You fall for tricks and traps so easily and you don't even read the fine print or think about what yoru situation oculd mean for you. You are so selfish. You only think about yourself and your feelings and your life that it influences the way you think about the band and take care of it. You have two idiot friends who are probablly the reason you dropped out high school. You had so much potential to be something far greater than you are now, but you have to follow the path of being a rock star."

I am trying so so so hard not to think about what his reasons, the only thing I can manage to say is a whisper. "Shut up."

"Oh but I'm not done Derek." He continues to say. "If you were so smart as you try to prove sometimes, you would be able to realize since the moment you first laid your eyes on me, that this relationship was a complete set-up to destroy you. You are so fucking stupid and self-absorbed that you don't even deserve this life that you possess."

My mind goes blank before I can fully process what he said.

Bleed then turns around and slams the door, causing a few things to rattle in the room.

I feel like I am a block of ice, frozen by his words.

Before it all hits me like a wrecking ball.

And it causes me to shatter.

The flashback ends.

Bleed lets out a chuckle.

He says something I can't hear in the blur of my mind.

He fooled me once.

I promised myself I wouldn't be fooled twice.

I broke that like Bleed broke my heart tonight.

For the second time.

Everything seems to happen as if it is a dream.

I grab the lid of the dumpster.

I let it fall down.

I don't feel bad that Bleed got a concussion from that.

I then run to where the Band Van is.

I fumble to unlock the side door.

I unlock it and get in.

I don't bother to relock it.

I fall against the inside of the van door.

My hands are bunched in my hair.

And I just scream to let my unconscious emotions take over me.