I haven't been able to do much for the past two days, but my leg seems to be healing. Mike's been taking care of me, and from what he confessed, he's been taking care of a lot of other people too.

Anyways, I'm sure they've all written about their experiences so you probably don't need my input about everyone else's situations.

Kellin has been trying to take care of me, but Mike still seems a little upset by Kellin and I interacting too terribly much. Sometimes he'll leave us alone though, and I secretly treasure those few moments, though I know that I probably shouldn't.

Mike doesn't talk to me much, and I don't talk to him. All I can do is hope that he's okay, and that he has stuck to the recent pact that no one will read anyone else's entries unless permitted....or unless they're dead. Some of what I've written in here....that would just make the situation between him, Kellin and I worse....and I'm kind of afraid of his thoughts anyways.

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*earlier today*

Mike had just left and Kellin was taking care of me. We just kind of sat there for a few minutes and looked around. We were in the stall that Mike and I shared.

"So, how are things with you and Mike?" Kellin asked. "They're okay I guess....I mean he's been pretty quiet since the whole thing with Papa," I replied. Kellin nodded and went back to being quiet. The silence was broken by a slight cry of my own. Every now and then I'd get a fiery surge of pain through my semi-immobilized leg. Kellin winced and rubbed my leg, which admittedly made it a lot better.

I laid back onto the little makeshift hay cushion that Mike and I called a bed. I closed my eyes and Kellin stopped rubbing my leg. "Do you want me to go?" he asked, and I shook my head. "Okay," he replied quietly.

He started to hum one of his songs, which I recognized to be from their newest album......the one they released right before this whole mess came to be. I started to sing along when he got to the chorus, but he stopped. I opened one eye, and he was looking at me like I was nuts. "What, you don't think that I listen to your albums?" I asked and smirked. He smirked back.

"I guess the thought that you might never really occurred to me, no," he admitted. I closed my eyes again. "Keep going, but sing it," I instructed. He chuckled. "Yes ma'am."

How deep do you wanna go?
Don't you know that some things
Are better left alone?
How deep do you wanna go?
Don't you know that some things
Are better left alone?
They're better left alone

I think we may have gone too far
Losing sight of who we are
How do we get back...
To a time when it was so easy?
Cause I need you and you need me
Oh, what happened to that?
I'd rather you lie
Than throw it all away

We continued to sing till the end of the song together. "I never knew you could sing A," he said. I laughed and sat up. "That's because I can't," I replied and he lightly hit me on my other leg. "Yes you can. You have a pretty Alto voice and you're really good at harmonizing," he said. I shrugged and nodded, even though I had no clue what any of that meant. Singers. They have their own language.

We started another one of his songs, but halfway through, Jaime came into the stall and told us to shut up. We smirked at eachother, then both grabbed one of Jaime's arms and yanked him down to the ground with us.

I grinned and looked at Kellin, who smirked again in return. "What?" Jaime asked, looking fairly concerned. "HAAAAAAAAAPPY birthday to you....." Kellin started, then I joined in.

Before long Vic and Jessica came over and joined, then Tony and Erin, and eventually everyone but Mike and Danielle were crowded around the stall and singing to Jaime. He smiled slightly, enough to make his dimples appear. I hadn't seen Jaime smile a single time since this whole mess began.

It was a happy moment, but soon we heard moaning and noises outside the barn and knew we had to be quiet. Jaime looked between Kellin and I, and whispered "Thank you, guys." We both nodded and smiled.

Everyone cleared from the stall, and Kellin and I were left alone again. I laid back down as I felt another surge of pain shoot through my leg. This one was enough to nauseate me. "Are you okay, A? Do you want me to go get Mike?" Kellin asked, his voice pure concern. I slightly shook my head. "No, I'll be fine Kells. Promise," I said softly. I kept my eyes closed, my head was spinning.

I quickly sat up, turned to the side and vomited in the horse trough that Mike and I had been using as a trash can. "Are you sure you don't want me to go get him?" Kellin asked as he scooted over and pulled my hair back out of my face. I spit, then wiped my mouth on my sleeve and looked up at him. I could tell he was starting to panic a little, so I put my hand on his shoulder and looked him in the eye. "I'm fine, Kellin. I don't need Mike to take care of me. I'm a big girl," I said, and he nodded.

"Gee thanks. Kellin you can go now," I heard Mike say. I looked up and he was standing at the front of the stall. Kellin nodded and got up, then left, all the while being stared down by Mike.

My lovely boyfriend then sat down next to me. I noticed his eyes were dark and he was sweating a little bit, despite the coolness outside. It was kind of humid though, so I kept myself from jumping to conclusions about his absence from the group singalong, as well as Dani's.

"Are you okay? Did he try anything?" Mike asked, and I rolled my eyes. "Micheal," I sighed and he smirked at me. "Yes, my love?" he replied. I rolled my eyes again but couldn't help smiling back at him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and kissed his neck.

"I love you," I said quietly. He laughed a bit. "I love you too."

Notes

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