"I think it's best if you, um, leave" Savannah's mom spoke shakily, standing—protectively—extra close to her now passed out daughter as if she was ready to take on anything that tried to hurt her little girl.

"Yeah, er, maybe that's best" I nodded my head, agreeing. My insides twisted as I looked at Savannah, she looked peaceful, her eyelids meeting, creating a perfect blanket of darkness for her. She looked peaceful then but only moments ago she was writhing in pain and fitting, it was honestly the scariest thing I've ever seen, second to the car accident itself. "Come on guys, let's give them some privacy" I spoke and my voice came out as shaky as Savannah's mom's. The guys all agreed it was best to leave, I checked my watch and it read eight in the evening—that early, really? Then as I looked closer I realised the little insignificant hand that counts the seconds had stopped ticking—it must have ran out of batteries.
"What's the time?" I ask Mike as I pick up my guitar, ready to head out and leave Savannah to rest and her mom to worry about her.

"Just after one" Mike replies looking at his own watch.

Just before we left, Jaime looked at Savannah and gave sort of a sad smile which made me wonder what he was thinking. Then he walked over and picked up the unicorn teddy that had fallen off of her bed when she had her fit, Savannah's mom moved aside a little—but when I say a little I mean inches—and he put it right beside her. He turned around with a small smile—which was unnatural for Jaime, I didn't even know he was capable of a smile that didn't show all of your teeth, have your eyes sparkling and your dimples visible for everyone to see. I gave him a questioning look.

"I want it to be one of the first things she wakes up to" he explained and I mentally agreed that it would probably give her some comfort to wake up and see it—although maybe she'd feel bad for passing out on us.

I tapped Savannah's mom's shoulder gently to get her attention, she jumped out of her skin, gasping loudly, which scared the shit out of me "Sorry..." I muttered awkwardly "I didn't mean to scare you" I swallowed hard.

"No, no, it's okay. I guess I'm just a little jumpy" she laughed but it was a short, bitter laugh that didn't fit in against her chapped lips, red bloodshot sunken in eyes from hours of keeping herself awake and maybe crying. I wondered when the last time this woman slept was. I smiled as she laughed, just because its the polite thing to do, right?

"Take care" I said, feeling empathetic towards her, her daughter is in this state because of us, and I bet she blamed us, even if it wasn't our fault completely, I know she blamed us.

"Thank you, Nick. It means a lot" she smiled, hugged me and then kissed both of my cheeks, her actions caught me by surprise and the last thing I was thinking about was to correct her on my name—the first was okay this is a little weird "It means a lot to Savannah that you boys came" her eyes were watery and her bottom lip trembled slightly but she composed herself.

"It's not a problem, you're a good mom, Mrs. West" I smiled and she reciprocated it. Jaime walked over and just enfolded her in a big bear hug like only Jaime could without it being weird.

"It was lovely to meet you, er-" he paused wondering what her name was.

"Beverly" she replied.

"It was lovely to meet you, Beverly" Jaime shook her hand formally. Mike waved goodbye at Beverly and Beverly smiled fondly in return. Tony stood quietly in the corner, typical Tony.

"You okay, man?" I asked Tony as we headed out of the hospital room, he just nodded in reply with an unconvincing smile, but I didn't probe.

"What's up with you flirting with Beverly, Himes?" I nudge him.

"I was only being friendly, don't get it twisted" he punched my arm and I laughed loud.

"I'm not judging, I just didn't know you were into the whole cougar thing" I shrugged nonchalantly

"Fuck you, Vic. I am a fucking gentleman" and my teasing got me a second punch in the arm.

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I settled on the King-Sized bed next to Mike, opening my laptop on my knee, Mike removed his sunglasses and looked down at me.

"What'cha doing dude?" Mike asked, watching me open chrome and type Facebook into the search engine.

"I was thinking of sending Savannah a message from us all, see how she is and all that jazz."

"Yeah, that's a good idea!" And he scooted closer towards me so he could get a clearer view of the laptop screen. I logged in and searched for her profile, hitting the message button once I found it, my fingers hovered over the keyboard.

"What should I put?" I asked, words failing me.

"Just put something like 'Hey Savannah, we were just wondering if you're back from the hospital yet and how you're recovering? We sincerely hope you're okay and are excited to see you at Warped'" he mimicked my voice and I rolled my eyes.

"Mature—but that's not a bad idea" I type what he said and then added 'Best wishes. -Vic, Jaime, Tony and Mike.'

"Oh sure put my fucking name at the end, asshole"

"Revenge is sweet, huh?" I laughed and got a hard punch in the arm, I rubbed where he hit and frowned.

"You're the worst brother ever" he grunted and scooted to the other side of the bed, taking out his phone and instantly becoming engrossed with it. I shook my head.

"Holy Jesus and the Mexicans! Guys! Come check out the guitar Tony is going to be playing at Warped!" Jaime screamed from—somewhere in the house. I threw the laptop to the side and dragged my exhausted ass from the bed.

"You coming shit head?" I asked Mike and he held one finger up at me, I rolled my eyes once more and headed downstairs.

Wondering how Savannah was and what she was doing.

"Sweet guitar, man" I nodded appreciative at the sleek guitar with 'SD' in big bold letters on it. I heard Mike whistle from behind me.

"Shit, that's a beauty" Mike agreed. My phone informs me I have a notification and I reluctantly dig into my pocket to see who the culprit for the interruption was. I smiled as I read the notification was from Facebook, more specifically, from Savannah. The message read:

Hi guys!
I am home from the hospital (finally), and everything is going pretty good now! The doctors said that I should recover in a week or so with no more problems.
Thanks a lot for checking up on me, it really means a lot! And thanks again for the letters and the stuffed animals! They are so sweet, and I'm sorry I fell asleep without saying thank you and bye to you guys...
I'm really excited for Warped Tour, though! To be completely honest, my mom is worried that I might not be recovered fully in time for Warped, but I think I will be able to go!
Thanks so much for everything, again!
Sincerely,
Savannah.

I smiled, glad she was doing okay and well on the way to recovery.

"Play us something on it, Tone" I heard Jaime say but I tuned out as I typed my reply:

Glad to hear you're home and well!
You're welcome, it's the least we could do considering the circumstances.
Jaime would like to know how Jeffery is and is hoping the marshmallows are going down well (he's nuts, excuse him)
Don't apologize, it couldn't be helped so don't sweat it!
Tell your mom not to worry, we will look after you between sets and before rehearsals.
Stop thanking us, it's not a problem.
Sincerely,
Vic, Tony, Mike and Jaime.

"Vic put your fucking phone down and listen to this magic!" Jaime screamed at me, my head whipped up as I shoved my phone into my pocket. Tony was at the other end of the room, shredding his new guitar—he's amazing. "Just fucking listen to that!" Jaime turned and said to me as I walked closer towards them and then he made some indistinguishable noise that resembled a whale mating call or something.

"Hime, you're fucking crazy" I laughed and his smile was so wide I thought his face was going to slip into two.

I slide into bed, feeling exhaustion sweep over me, seeping into my bones—ugh I need a good ten to twelve hours of sleep to cure this tiredness. I rub my eyes sleepily. My head hit the pillow and I felt sleep washing over me almost instantly but I felt this itching need to check my phone and see if Savannah had replied—so that's what I did.

My mom feels much better now, so that's good. I'm looking forward to seeing you guys live for real this time!
And, to Jaime: Jeffery is fabulous. I love him. :)
I know you said to stop thanking you guys, and I hope I don't annoy you with my excessive thankfulness, but I can't help it! It means the world to me, so thank you for brightening my day... well, and my summer, too!
Sincerely,
Savannah

I grinned from ear to ear after reading her message, making sure fans are happy is one of my biggest priorities, and knowing I'd made Savannah happy—we'd made her happy—made me extremely happy. I got ready to reply but I started to feel my eyelids get unbearably heavy, I couldn't keep them open even if I tried—which in all honesty I didn't—my hand slowly dropped and I was asleep in an instant.

Notes

Howdy, Scar (fuentits) here!
Stoked to be collaborating with the wonderful Claire!
How she puts up with me I have no idea!
It's 5am, excuse my babbling!

Over to you, my fellow padawan, Claire!<3