The band is Falling in Reverse and the song is The Drug In Me Is You!

(Hopes POV)

     The dream started out different this time, much different than before, but it still had Craig, Brian, and Evan in it.

     "Is this seat taken?" I look over from my drink at the bar and see Craig giving me a smile. I shake my head no as he sits down next to me.

     "It's been a while hasn't it?" He says turning over and looking at me. I continued to drink my Whiskey, not even bothering to look over at him.

     "I miss you... I really do." He says as he leans in to get closer to me. I continue to ignore him as he sighs.

     "I think I see why we broke up, you were and still so fucking stubborn." He says in a pissy voice. I turn and look at him now.

     "I'm sorry but you sat next to me, you can fucking go," I say pointing away from me. He scoffs as he rolls his eyes.

     "Fine, go back to that abuser, see if I care. I really don't need you Hope. You know one day it's going to be your dead body, why do you think I left the gang? I couldn't fucking STAND seeing you just get used by Evan, but hey you dated a cheater and now an abuser, I was the only good one that you had." He gets in my face now. I grab the glass and slam it against his head, only it goes right through him like a hologram. He smirks at me and shakes his head.

     "One day you'll learn that it's not always about violence, but I guess not today." He snaps his fingers as the seat from underneath me disappeared and I was falling into a black abyss. Craig stands up and looked down, watching me fall.

       I fell into a pair of arms. I start to hyperventilate as I look around me. I'm back on the yacht as Evan is holding onto me. He gives me a worried look as he holds onto me tighter.

     "Hey hey it's just me hun it's just me." He kisses me on my forehead and I wrap my arms around his neck as I take deep breathes to calm myself down. I look up and the abyss was gone, it was just the afternoon sky.

     "I... I was falling and Craig was there he was talking about... about me taking him back and... I was falling..." I look over at Evan as he gives me a confused look.

     "What are you talking about love? It's only been you and I together, I mean you and Brian did date but remember he cheated on you? It's just me and I'm not going anywhere. I won't let Craig or Brian take you away from me." He gives me a reassuring smile.

     "I love you too much Hope. I won't even let them look at you anymore if that will help." He chuckles to himself as he carries me to the lower deck.

     "Here, let's go swimming in the ocean for a little bit. Maybe the water will help you calm down." He sits down and slides into the water, me still in his arms. 

    I felt the water go up past my shoulders then finally over my head. I was going deeper underneath the water now. I look up and didn't even see Evan in the water. I was now so deep that the light was gone and I was having trouble breathing. I was pulled up and out of the water suddenly and started coughing up the water that felt like it was in my lungs. A hand was patting me on the back now.

     "God, you're like a fucking rock aren't ya. Just sink right to the bottom of the ocean" Brian says. I look at him and see that we're back in Vice City. I raise my hand and slap him across the face as hard as I can. My hand actually colliding with his face unlike the glass did with Craig.

     "SO I GET THIS AS A THANK YOU?!" He stands up and yells at me. I start shaking my head as I look at the sand in front of me.

     "I'm losing my fucking mind. GET OUT OF MY HEAD!" I yell looking up at him. I get up and go to hit him again. He grabs my hand and I watch as he changes into Evan and the beach changes into his room.

     "Now, haven't we learned our lesson about what happens when we try to fight back? The guys are starting to catch on quickly about me hitting you, and I don't want to put any more bruises on your pretty face." He pushes me into the wall behind me as he walks up to me, his face inches from mine. He brings his fist up and throws it at me, but he misses me. Instead, his hand collides with the drywall, actually going through it.

     I tightly shut my eyes and hear Craig yell out fuck. I open them again and see as he's running his fingers through his hair as he shakes his head. I'm now in his room. He looks over at me, his eyes already red with tears. I glance over and the hole from Evan is still there.

     "I... I almost hit you... I actually almost hit you... Hope... I almost hit you. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME?!" He sits down on his bed and takes off his glasses as he wipes away the tears.

     "That wasn't me... I would never in my life want to hurt you." He starts to cry now. 

     I close my eyes again. This time when I opened them I was back in the concrete room. Still wet tears on my cheeks. I felt paralyzed, I can't even pick myself, let alone move my arms or legs.

     I hear loud gunshots coming from all around me it seemed like, and here I was laying on the ground helpless as a bag of rocks. I took a deep breath and tried pushing myself up so I can at least sit up straight, but I barely moved an inch off of my arm. Keep, fighting, keep, trying, get up! I pushed again, this time making it halfway up before falling on my arm again. I pushed as hard as I could and finally got myself sitting upright again. I look at the guy sitting in a chair in front of me, his legs crossed as he's drinking something. It was the guy from earlier video tapping me.

     "Looks like your little pets made it here after all." He said, taking another drink. The gunshots get louder now.

     "You know, I'm impressed with you. Usually, almost everyone can't move after getting injected what, 5 times now? But here you are, proving everyone wrong." He finishes off the drink and drops the glass to the ground. He stands up as I see he holds a black Micro SMG. He begins to walk back and forth in front of me.

     "You're probably thinking, why not kill you now? One thing, your dreams. We were able to monitor the dreams that you had, very useful information I must say. While you're dreaming, we watched how your body reacts to it. Even though you feel paralyzed now, every dream you had, you were up and reacting to them. Like someone was in front of you. Quite remarkable if I do say so myself." 

     He kneels down in front of me and gives me a smile, "it showed us your fears. Fear of drowning. Fear of falling from big heights. And your biggest one... is it Evan? Or is it getting physically abused by him or someone else? How about you tell me before our time is up." He says going back to his seat and looking at me.

     "Go to hell," I tell him. He chuckles as he nods his head.

     "Trust me my dear, I already have a spot reserved for me down there." He gives me a smile as he sits back in his chair. The door to the room slams open. He gives me a wink.

     "I'll see you down there." He began to raise the gun at me but before he can get his finger on the trigger, bullets sprayed all over him. 

     He slumped to the side before falling forward, blood pooling out of him. A smile comes to my face as I look over and see Delirious lower his gun. He looks over at me before looking back at the door. Only a couple of scattered gunshots can be heard now.

    "IN HERE! SHE WAS WITH JAMES!" He yells while looking back at me.

     "You alright?" He asks me. I give him a small smile and was able to nod my head.

     "Other than ACTUALLY being paralyzed for the moment I feel fine, thank you," I say. He nods his head as he turns around and leaves the room.

     Brian rushed into the room looking around for me, his eyes finally landing on me. He drops his gun as he runs to me, a huge smile coming onto my face. He gets to me and kneels in front of me, pulling me into a tight hug. I want to hug him back, but all I can do is just sit there like a ragdoll.

     "GOD AND I THOUGHT YOU ABOUT DROWNING AT VICE CITY WAS A NIGHTMARE HOLY SHIT." He begins to run his fingers through my hair. I begin to laugh.

     "I would hug you back but with all the shots they gave me, I lost feeling everywhere but it's starting to slowly come back," I tell him.

     "Even in your lips?" He smashes his lips against mine as he grabs underneath my knees and gets a hand behind my back and lifts me up. He breaks away from me and looks at me.

     "I'm not losing you again Hope. Do you understand? I care about you too much." I nod my head as he turns with me and starts to quickly go to the door. Evan and Craig rush in.

     "She's fine, just can't move at all. Delirious killed James." Brian says to the two. Evan gives him a nod as Craig continues to stare at me, worry in his eyes.

    "I'm fine, really. It feels like when your arm falls asleep is all, except everywhere, but I feel it starting to come back to me." I reassure the two of them.