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Vince's POV, 31st December 2004

It has been about five hours since I first found Nikki in the bathroom, they've been some of the most stressful I've ever lived through, but knowing Nik is in no immediate danger made the hours watching his unconscious form sleep a little easier for me to handle.

I'd stayed next to Nikki's bedside not leaving him for a moment, I wasn't going to leave him alone, even if he was unconscious and didn't know I was here with him, leaving him alone feels wrong. I don't ever want this to feel like he's alone because he's not, he has me and he always will.

Nik's blood had been restored to a relatively normal level, normal enough for them to stop administering it, and was now just being checked on every now and again to make sure everything was in working order.

And yes, Tommy was still around... he went for some food about an hour ago and now I think he was just sat outside the room, waiting for any news to be given about Nikki. I said he can go home but he insisted that he doesn't want to leave until Nikki's woken up and has been checked over by a doctor and I wasn't going to force him to leave, I'm happy he's stuck around.

I was just sat, still holding Nikki's hand gently running my thumb over his knuckles, waiting for any sign of him waking up, I knew he would but a part of me is still thinking he won't come back to me, it's what kept running through my head but what I kept telling myself isn't going to happen.

So much so that when I caught Nikki's eyes flutter and his hand convulse slightly I felt an overwhelming sense of relief bigger than the one I did when I was told Nikki had survived.

I wasn't sure what to say to him though, how do I initiate a conversation with him about what he did?

Not much time was available to me to figure that out as Nikki's eyes fully opened, looking around the room rather groggily and slowly his eyebrows furrowed, although I didn't know what to say, I had to say something so I just said the first thing I could.

"Hey, Nik" I smiled shakily as he fully woke up.

Nikki slowly looked at me confused and took in his surroundings, registering after a few seconds where he was but I don't think he quite remembered right now why exactly he was here... I wasn't looking forward to telling him "Vin, I-... I don't-... I don't remember what happened, why am I here?"

Images of Nikki's unconscious, barely alive body surrounded by pools of his own blood fill my mind immediately and I feel physically sick remembering the sight and nauseating metallic smell, I don't ever want to see that again.

"Nikki-... baby, you-... you tried to take your own life, remember?" I muster hesitantly, holding the mans hand tightly in my own.

Nikki's eyes widened the second I spoke and he went to say something but no sound came out, it's like it then hit him, he knew what he did and instantly looked at his bandaged wrists, he pulled his hand from mine and sat up rather violently his breathing becoming less and less rhythmic as he started to panic, pulling all the tubes attached to him out.

"Nikki" I say as calmly as I could placing myself onto the bed next to the bassist "Nikki, calm down... babe, just relax"

"N-no, no... I need to leave, I-... I don't wanna be here, V-Vince please, p-please- I-... I wanna go home"