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here you go lovelies....or, lovely...w/e...
It felt as though an eternity passed before they reached the hospital.As soon as they arrived a the main entrance, Bam was rushed into an awaitng room. Doctors and nurses crowded around him, starting IVs and monitoring his vitals. Everyone was told to wait in the waiting room until the doctor returned with an update on how Bam was fairing.
DiCo turned to Jess, who was still shirtless, "Dude, isn't there like a 'no-shirt' policy here or something?" he asked.
Jess grumbled and turned around to head outside to fetch a shirt that he'd thrown in the trunk of the Cruiser. Ville stopped him by resting his hand on his shoulder. Without saying a word, the singer took off his jacket and handed it to Jess.
Jess nodded, "Thanks Vil'."
Ville sighed and plopped himself in one of the over-stuffed chairs in the waiting room. He rubbed his eyes with his right hand and yawned. He rested his forehead in his hand and then was still. Ryan moved from where he was standing and sat in the chair closest to him. He glanced over to Ville and cleared his throat.
"You must be bushed Vil', you can try and get some sleep, I'll wake you up if the doctor comes back out," he stated quietly.
Ville shook his head and looked up, "No, it's all right Dunn, I'm fine."
Ryan shrugged, "If you're sure dude."
Ville nodded and then he turned to look out the nearest window. Before he even realized it his eyes were slowly closing. His head nodded forward a bit and he was out. Ville was soon awakened by someone shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes slowly and was greeted by Dunn looking at him with a wry grin spread across his face.
"Not tired, huh?" he asked sarcastically.
"Shove off Dunn," Ville stated bitterly, "how long was I out?" he asked, standing up and stretching.
"About an hour, tops," Ryan said, reassuring Ville he hadn't missed anything too important.
Ville scratched his head and then took off his worn, black beanie. He ran his fingers through his mussed up locks and then replaced the beanie back onto his head.
"Bam's up, well, he was, think he's asleep again," Dunn added as they started off to Bam's room.
Ville's throat constricted as the thought of Bam laying motionless on the ground ran through his mind. "He's going to be all right though?" he asked, shakily.
Ryan nodded and turned to look over his shoulder, "Besides his overly sore neck, yeah, he'll be fine in the long run." "Thanks to you Vil'."
Ville followed Dunn in silence and was surprised to see that only April and Jenn remained. Jenn walked over to Ville and gave him a small, stressed-out smile.
"Everyone else headed home awhile ago, they were all dead on their feet, stressed out you know?" she stated, putting her hand gently on Ville's shoulder, "And what about you Ville, how are you?" she questioned sincerely.
Ville covered his mouth and yawned, "I'm fine, a little tired, but otherwise fine."
April looked to Ville, "You can head back to the house whenever you feel like it, we're going to leave here pretty soon, but we're coming back later." "Once Doctor Ferris calls we have to come back here to go over some options."
Ville understood what 'options' meant. Bam would probably have to go through some type of therapy or something, but the singer didn't pry when April stated this. She was arleady overly-stressed to begin with.
"If you want to, take my car, April, Jenn, Ry, seeming that your car is back at home," Ville stated, nodding in each of their directions respectively.
Jenn shook her head, "No, we couldn't do-"
"I insist, it'll be fine, I promise," Ville stated, interrupting Jenn's move to deny his offer. "I'll find a way to take a cab or something."
Ryan spoke up, "You and Jenn take Ville's car, he and I will take a cab," he said, looking to April.
April was the one who made the final decision. She looked to Jenn, "All right, if you both insist, I'm ready to go."
She walked over to Ryan and brought him into a tight hug and then walked over to Ville. She hugged him and then looked up, clasping her hand on each side of his face. Tear threatened to spill form her eyes, but she held them back defensively. "See you soon Ville," she stated quietly and then walked past him.
Ville processed April's actions and then looked to Jenn. She smiled and Ville handed her his keys as she followed April out of the hospital.
"You know," Ville began, turning to Dunn, "you could've gone with them."
Ryan grinned broadly, "Yeah, and leave you to get mugged? I think not Vil'," he stated sarcastically. "If you hadn't noticed, you have quite a few fans here in good ol' Chester County."
Ville smiled slightly and then turned his attention to Bam's open room door.
"You're allowed in there you know," Dunn said as he caught the singer staring into the room, "I'll be in the waiting room."
Ville nodded and then stuck his hands in his jean pockets. Ryan walked off and Ville was left alone to head into Bam's silent room. The room was dark and cold. Ville shivered inwardly as hospitals, no matter how clean and warm, gave him the creeps. They were almost too clean and cheery at times. Hospitals were built for one, soul purpose. To keep the sick and dying away from the healthy. Bam's bed was the one in the back of the room nearest to the sunless window. The singer cleared his throat and quietly pulled a chair next to the bed. Bam didn't stir, but Ville remained silent as he watched his friend sleep. He sat back in the chair and tried to keep his mind pre-occupied by fidgeting with his stray bangs. He took off the black beanie once more and raked his fingers through his black hair. The room was deathly quiet and set a somber mood. It hit Ville then just how close Bam had come to dying. How close he had come to watching one of the people he cared most about leaving his sight forever. Tears started to well up in his eyes and Ville cursed himself.
It felt as though an eternity passed before they reached the hospital.As soon as they arrived a the main entrance, Bam was rushed into an awaitng room. Doctors and nurses crowded around him, starting IVs and monitoring his vitals. Everyone was told to wait in the waiting room until the doctor returned with an update on how Bam was fairing.
DiCo turned to Jess, who was still shirtless, "Dude, isn't there like a 'no-shirt' policy here or something?" he asked.
Jess grumbled and turned around to head outside to fetch a shirt that he'd thrown in the trunk of the Cruiser. Ville stopped him by resting his hand on his shoulder. Without saying a word, the singer took off his jacket and handed it to Jess.
Jess nodded, "Thanks Vil'."
Ville sighed and plopped himself in one of the over-stuffed chairs in the waiting room. He rubbed his eyes with his right hand and yawned. He rested his forehead in his hand and then was still. Ryan moved from where he was standing and sat in the chair closest to him. He glanced over to Ville and cleared his throat.
"You must be bushed Vil', you can try and get some sleep, I'll wake you up if the doctor comes back out," he stated quietly.
Ville shook his head and looked up, "No, it's all right Dunn, I'm fine."
Ryan shrugged, "If you're sure dude."
Ville nodded and then he turned to look out the nearest window. Before he even realized it his eyes were slowly closing. His head nodded forward a bit and he was out. Ville was soon awakened by someone shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes slowly and was greeted by Dunn looking at him with a wry grin spread across his face.
"Not tired, huh?" he asked sarcastically.
"Shove off Dunn," Ville stated bitterly, "how long was I out?" he asked, standing up and stretching.
"About an hour, tops," Ryan said, reassuring Ville he hadn't missed anything too important.
Ville scratched his head and then took off his worn, black beanie. He ran his fingers through his mussed up locks and then replaced the beanie back onto his head.
"Bam's up, well, he was, think he's asleep again," Dunn added as they started off to Bam's room.
Ville's throat constricted as the thought of Bam laying motionless on the ground ran through his mind. "He's going to be all right though?" he asked, shakily.
Ryan nodded and turned to look over his shoulder, "Besides his overly sore neck, yeah, he'll be fine in the long run." "Thanks to you Vil'."
Ville followed Dunn in silence and was surprised to see that only April and Jenn remained. Jenn walked over to Ville and gave him a small, stressed-out smile.
"Everyone else headed home awhile ago, they were all dead on their feet, stressed out you know?" she stated, putting her hand gently on Ville's shoulder, "And what about you Ville, how are you?" she questioned sincerely.
Ville covered his mouth and yawned, "I'm fine, a little tired, but otherwise fine."
April looked to Ville, "You can head back to the house whenever you feel like it, we're going to leave here pretty soon, but we're coming back later." "Once Doctor Ferris calls we have to come back here to go over some options."
Ville understood what 'options' meant. Bam would probably have to go through some type of therapy or something, but the singer didn't pry when April stated this. She was arleady overly-stressed to begin with.
"If you want to, take my car, April, Jenn, Ry, seeming that your car is back at home," Ville stated, nodding in each of their directions respectively.
Jenn shook her head, "No, we couldn't do-"
"I insist, it'll be fine, I promise," Ville stated, interrupting Jenn's move to deny his offer. "I'll find a way to take a cab or something."
Ryan spoke up, "You and Jenn take Ville's car, he and I will take a cab," he said, looking to April.
April was the one who made the final decision. She looked to Jenn, "All right, if you both insist, I'm ready to go."
She walked over to Ryan and brought him into a tight hug and then walked over to Ville. She hugged him and then looked up, clasping her hand on each side of his face. Tear threatened to spill form her eyes, but she held them back defensively. "See you soon Ville," she stated quietly and then walked past him.
Ville processed April's actions and then looked to Jenn. She smiled and Ville handed her his keys as she followed April out of the hospital.
"You know," Ville began, turning to Dunn, "you could've gone with them."
Ryan grinned broadly, "Yeah, and leave you to get mugged? I think not Vil'," he stated sarcastically. "If you hadn't noticed, you have quite a few fans here in good ol' Chester County."
Ville smiled slightly and then turned his attention to Bam's open room door.
"You're allowed in there you know," Dunn said as he caught the singer staring into the room, "I'll be in the waiting room."
Ville nodded and then stuck his hands in his jean pockets. Ryan walked off and Ville was left alone to head into Bam's silent room. The room was dark and cold. Ville shivered inwardly as hospitals, no matter how clean and warm, gave him the creeps. They were almost too clean and cheery at times. Hospitals were built for one, soul purpose. To keep the sick and dying away from the healthy. Bam's bed was the one in the back of the room nearest to the sunless window. The singer cleared his throat and quietly pulled a chair next to the bed. Bam didn't stir, but Ville remained silent as he watched his friend sleep. He sat back in the chair and tried to keep his mind pre-occupied by fidgeting with his stray bangs. He took off the black beanie once more and raked his fingers through his black hair. The room was deathly quiet and set a somber mood. It hit Ville then just how close Bam had come to dying. How close he had come to watching one of the people he cared most about leaving his sight forever. Tears started to well up in his eyes and Ville cursed himself.