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Chapter Twenty

"Brenna, are you okay?" Tom asked, as we got out of the limo. Tom had asked for us to be dropped off at the back of the building so we could chat, and avoid the crowds as I'd begun to cry. Dougie and Danny went to step out to follow but Tom forced them back. "You go in. If anyone asks, I'm going to be late. Okay? We're going to go in at the other entrance."

The car reversed back and continued around to the front of the building.

"You didn't have to do that." I hiccupped.

I always do that when I cry.

Hiccup.

"I didn't think you'd want to face all of those people while you're crying." Tom smiled sympathetically. I tried to return the smile, finding that all escaped were tears and loud sobs as tom opened his arms for me to fall in to them. "What Danny and Doug said was out of order sweetheart. They didn't mean to upset you."

No.

Danny probably didn't.

Dougie, I'm not so sure now.

"I feel sick." I mumbled, holding my stomach and opening my eyes to find the world was spinning. Good lord, what an unpleasant experience. Tom grabbed hold of me as I tried, and failed to steady myself. "This doesn't feel too good. Tom, I think I'm going to be sick."

"Thank you for telling me in advance." He chirped, holding me up. "Have you had anything alcoholic?"

I shook my head, blinking rapidly as I tried to make sense of my surroundings. My head was in the clouds and beyond, my eyesight began to blur and fade. I fell from Tom's grip, kneeling, crouching over as vomit travelled up me throat, burning as I threw up.

"Bre, what's wrong?" Tom panicked, kneeling beside me. I groaned, crying out with pain.

"My dress is ruined." I murmured, feeling it tear. I don't think I made much sense after that. I remember being carried somewhere. It was a blue room. I remember that.

"She's burning up." I heard Danny say worriedly. "What the hell happened?"

"I don't know!" Tom snapped. Sounded like he'd already been asked that question a few times.

"Maybe we should go and get someone." Danny mused. "Doug, what's up?"

"She's bleeding." Came the quiet reply.

"What? Where? I don't see any... Oh." Danny's speech came to a halt. I'm bleeding? "Where's it coming from?"

I felt my dress being lifted up.

"Shit!" Tom exclaimed. "We're ringing for an ambulance."

"Why? What is it?" Danny asked.

I slowly opened my eyes, squinting from the light above me. I turned my head, taking in the surroundings of the room I was in. Tom stood, his back to me, nattering in to a phone quite quickly, barely audible if you were like me and didn't understand gobbledygook. Danny and Dougie stood, staring each other out over my body. Dougie raised an eyebrow at his friend.

"I thought that blood was normal." Danny shrugged.

"There's a fcking puddle!" Dougie yelled, turned to Tom. "Why isn't anyone here yet?"

"There's traffic. Cause of the premier." He replied, looking down at me, noticing I was awake.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked.

"Brenna, Dougie's going to stay with you while I go get someone. Danny, you can go out to look for the ambulance." Tom said.

Blimey, he really did like to take charge of the situation didn't he?

Think I'm going to puke again.

Over Dougie.

Bstard.

Why would I want to be left with him?

"Here." Dougie thrust a bucket towards me as I sat up. Maybe the look on my face said more than I thought it did. I noticed the other two men leave quickly as the distinct feeling of pain spasmed again.

"What's... wrong?" I winced, curling up from the pure immensity of the hurt I was feeling. "Where am I bleeding from?"

Dougie looked down, kneeling level with me. His face flushed a rather unflattering red before he whispered in my ear. "Your.. umm...From.. From your below."

"From my..." I trailed off, feeling a little bit more than a dampness between my legs.

Oh dear.

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Drunk Enough To Dance: awwh. I loved writing Danny's character in this. And he's even more outrageous with silly things to say in the sequel.
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