I'm in Love...with a Rockstar (MCR)

Chapter Twenty: Lyn-z and Bandit

Pierce's POV

I stare at Gerard. He's standing in the doorway, a solemn look on his face. Does this mean he didn't find Lyn-z? I pray to God not. He looks at me.

"We were all out there." Mikey turns around to look at him. "It could've been any of us."

"Gee," Mikey expression flickers. "What happened."

"Nothing." He says, shoving his hands into his pockets and walking into the room. "I had to come back and see my sister. I heard she was awake."

"What about...Lyn-z and Bandit." I ask, looking deep into Gerard's expressionless eyes. "Where are they."

"I...I couldn't find them. There were too many people. I just...I thought that after we got Pierce out of the hospital we could all look together."

"You didn't...find 'em? Ray asks. Gerard shakes his head. "Oh god, Gerard."

"I...I'm just so afraid that they're going to be...dead." He chokes out the last word, as if it had a bad taste.

"They won't be." I say. Gerard looks at me, question in his eyes." "I...I just know. They can't be dead."

"But what if-"

"NO!" I snarl fiercely, not meaning it to sound so harsh. I look into my lap. "Sorry. I just...they can't be."

"I'm glad your awake." He says, walking up to the side of the bed. "Why is it always you?"

"It's not." I mutter. "Mikey got into that car crash, remember?" I look at Mikey, the scar still as fresh as it was the first day, stretched across his face as a painful memory. "It's not always me."

"It seems to be." Franks says.

"Yeah...I know..." I swallow, a sudden bad feeling spreading through my body. "I...I..." I swallow again, but before I can stop it, I am coughing up blood. I lean over as the sheets are splattered with the crimson substance. Mikey pushes my call button, and I flat-line.

I wake up, once again, in the hospital. Mikey is crying silently in the chair next to me. Gerard is gone, along with Ray. Frank, stares at me from across the room.

"You scared--" Frank says

"--the living shit--" Mikey adds.

"--outta us." Frank finishes.

"I'm sorry."

"They took you into surgery and pulled out the bullet remains. Your liver was hit, they had to repair it." Frank says. "I just...when you flat-lined..."

"It caught us all off gaurd. We thought we would be able to take you home...or...to the tour bus sooner. But we can't. They want to watch you for the next three days, make sure you stay stable."

"Where are..."

"...Ray and Gee went to search. They left yesterday. Gerard couldn't stand the sight of you looking all...gone." Mikey says. "We haven't heard anything." I swallow and look up at Frank.

"Can I...talk to Mikey alone for a bit?"

"Yeah. Sure." He smiles at me and leaves the room. Mikey looks up at me expectantly.

"Um....what...what are wo going to do?"

"What do you mean."

"With us? I mean. Are we just going to...like run around and kill dracs and play in a band? Or...I mean..."

"I know." He says and leans in, placing his lips tenderly on mine. "I know. I want to do something more too. I know...well..." He sighs. "I want to have a family."