Chapter 15| Stay With Me.

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Charley's POV:

I hear something. A person, a man. I used all my strength to pry my eyes open. I meet a pair of brown orbs staring back at me. He wore a mask and had a light on his head.

"Who are you?" I ask, before wincing at the pain in my abdomen.

"I'm Dr. Welch. I was just checking your wounds. You survived a pretty bad attack." He said, showing me the bright red stitches on my stomach. The sight was really sickening to me.

"Where's Alana?" I asked.

"Who's, Oh. You mean that girl you carried out. She's in surgery."

"How is she? Is she okay?" I asked, sitting up, only to be pushed back down to the doctor.

"Calm down, that's enough for today." He said, helping me get comfortable.

"Can I use your phone."

"To calm whom?"

"My friend Tommy. I don't want to be here alone. Please." I begged. He nodded and handed me his IPhone.

Tommy's POV:

I haven't been able to stop looking at my phone since I found out that she was dead. I wanted her to just send me something telling me that she was safe, but that fire. It just didn't look like anyone could've survived that. Alana died, too. Oh my god.

Adam hasn't let go of me, since we found out. Our eyes glued to the news screen, trying so hard to find signs of life. I hear my phone ring from a distinct number. I answer, the sobs filling my voice.

"Hello?" I say,

"Hello? Tommy?" I know her voice. I gasp. I then begin crying.

"Princess, oh my god. Are you okay. Charley." Tears fill my face and I cry into Adam's shoulder. He holds me tightly.

"Hi." She says back.

"Are you okay? Where are you?" He asked.

"I'm in the hospital, I got out though. I saved Alana, she's in surgery. I really hurt." She said, before I hear her wince.

"What's wrong baby?" He asked.

"There was glass from the window in my stomach, I'm all stitched up like fucking Frankenstein."

"Scars are hot." I chuckled. She giggled before wincing again. I apologized for making laugh.

"God, I want to see you." I said, imagining her in pain really hurt me. I hated to see anyone in pain, especially her.

"You can see me after the tour, I'll be better and won't look a hot mess."

"I want to see you now. Right now." I complained, standing to my feet. Adam looked at me, before I nodded at him.

"Babe, you can't just leave tour. I'll be fine, really." She said.

"I'm coming princess, I can miss a few nights. Ashley can fill in for me or something."

"Tommy, don't screw this up for yourself." She begged. I sigh.

"Charley, I really want to be there for you."

"I know, but just continue the tour, you only have a month to go. I'll be healthy and back on my feet soon, I'll be safe."

"Okay, fine. But, you have to promise me that you'll talk to me every single day. I mean it, Charley."

"Alright mom," She giggled. I smiled at her adorable laugh.

"I better go, show starts in 20 minutes."

"I'll watch it on Youtube." She said, before telling me that she misses me and then hanging up. I'm so glad that she's safe.

I don't even want to imagine my life without someone as respecting and wonderful as Charley Williams.

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