Kevin took a deep breath as he opened his eyes. He was standing on a pier, looking out over the water. He turned and looked across the still water. A boat was parked next to him.He looked behind him at the house. He was standing across the fence. She was holding the gate open for him. He walked through it. The house looked awful. The grass had grown too tall. The windows that decorated the house were covered in filth.As he walked around the front yard, he noticed that there was only one car in the driveway. A beat up white mud covered mustang. The windows were down,and the interior of the car was covered with cigarette butts and ashes. Beer cans littered the yard.

"Where's Nick?," he asked, turning to her. She led him towards the door, and opened it as he walked by her. The inside of the house looked as unkempt as the outside of it.

"He's here," she said,pointing towards the back of the house. He walked down the hall.Dirty clothes and trash littered the floor. Kicking it around, he paused outside Nick's door. There was a framed picture just to the right of the door, the only thing that hadn't been destroyed or messed up in any way. It was one of Kevin,Brian,Howie,Nick,and AJ. They were standing together outside Nick's house, at a barbeque Nick's dad had thrown when their first album went gold.They were all smiling, and Kevin remembered how they'd all been really proud of themselves that day.Their hard work had just begun to pay off for them.

When Kevin opened the door, he gasped. It wasn't Nick lying on the bed.Instead, Kevin stared into Brian's face. He turned to Celeste for answers,"Nick doesn't live here anymore. He lets Brian use the house while he's away..," she said. He turned back to Brian,who was wearing navy blue sweatpants and a white t-shirt. He looked as though he hadn't shaved in days, and he was passed out on the bed with the television blaring in the background.

"But he could've done so many things...," Kevin said,as Celeste shrugged. "He gave up.Once you died, he just let it all go. He blew all his money on booze and things he had no need for. Then when he turned to Nick for help, Nick left him here. He just decided that it wasn't worth trying any harder," Kevin turned away and closed his eyes.

"Excuse me! Can I get some help over here?!," Kevin's eyes snapped open. He was standing so close to Nick that he could reach out and touch him. Nick was wearing tight leather pants and a white silky shirt with a jean jacket over it. His blonde hair fell over his eyes in a shag cut. He had rings on every finger,and an expensive watch decorated his wrist. He was holding a microphone in one hand, and a cup of water in the other.

A girl walked over and dabbed some foundation on his face,as he shoved her hand away. "I think it's time to take a break," he called. Kevin turned to Celeste. "What's happening to him?," he asked. She sighed. "Only time will tell...."

So what has happened to what remains of the Backstreet Boys? Find out in chapter 4.

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