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The flashing lights hurt her eyes, though like everyone else Whitney found herself staring at the scene where Maisie had stood. The empty scene that a minute later was filled. With a limp, dead body. It was the hair she recognized first. That light chocolate brown, causing her to cry out as she bounded forward, pushing people aside, heart pounding so heavily in her chest Whitney couldn’t hear anything but. She avoided reaching arms and fought herself free of tight hands trying to hold her back, finally reaching Gunner’s body, only to throw herself on to him and hold on, as the sobs finally came, wrecking her small body. She couldn’t tell how long she laid there, sobbing on top of her dead brother before someone came to all but lift her off. When her mind finally, somehow, returned, she stared blankly at them. “Yeah? What is it?” Her voice entirely dead and void of feeling.
Spotting Whitney approaching Gunner’s body on stage, Aliyah’s heart sunk. Keeping hold of Isaac, she headed straight for her brunette friend, dragging him along behind her and giving his hand a tight squeeze before she let go and crouched down next to her friend. “Whitney- Whit, babe look at me.” she pleaded, doing her best not to look at the body as she pried it away from Whitney. As she received the blank stare from her, her chest tightened that much more and without saying another word she leaned forward and wrapped her arms around her, hugging her tightly as tears rolled down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry Whit..”
