Chapter 11

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ZANDER Son of a b***h. Why the f**k am I crying. I thank the audience for watching us tonight and hurry to the band’s waiting room. I should’ve just changed the last song. When Alex told me he was bringing his boyfriend to watch the band, I should’ve just let Finn sing the solo. But we have teased our fans on Twitter that today would be the first live performance for a new song, the first that I wrote, so backing out was not an option. Now I remember it all. Lance. What we were, what we could have been. My psychiatrist said I should be kind to myself, so okay, I’m giving myself a few minutes to cry. It hurt seeing Lance’s arm around Alex. No, it’s f*****g depressing. And he looked so f*****g good, too. Happy f*****g birthday. I’m going to disappear through the fire exit. Yep. I’ll di

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