R.I.P 2 Jesse Rutherford

Unforgiven

Mama said if I really want to then I could change it, yeah
R.I.P to my youth

"This is why we should've never let Jesse met a fan by himself." Mikey exclaimed toward the rest of the guys.

"Yeah, but at least he's not dead!!!" Steve yelled toward him.

"Pfft it doesn't matter!!! He's in a freaking coma and the doctors say he probably won't remember much of anything. I rather have every inch of his bones broken then a freaking coma!!" Mikey yelled back.

"Guys just stop its not gonna make things better if we just fight with each other about how it should of gone for Jesse and just be there for him. I pretty sure he'll want that." Zach implied trying to make both mikey and Steve calm down.

"Whatever!!" They both said in unison and then gave each other death glares.

Chelsea Sat there watching all the guys talk and argue about Jesse. This was the only thing on her mind too was just Jesse. She had hoped everything would be fine like Steve had said, but in reality it was much worst than fine. She wished she could just die in hopes that he'll wake up and remember everything. It had dawn to her that she was the one to make this all happen and even they guys knew that. She could sense their intense stares and menacing looks every time they could get a chance before Steve could see. It was even written all over their faces as she waited for any news form the doctors.

"He'll be fine Chelsea. Remember that memory lost can come back if it isn't severe." Steve try to reassure her for the millionth time. She only shooked her head knowing that if it was severe then he'll probably not remember anything. Then a nurse had appeared saying we could go see him now.

All the guys looked up or got up and started walking toward the room as Chelsea and Steve followed right behind them.

The guys all went inside while cheap and Steve waited til they were done. It seemed forever before that came out with tear stained faces and red noses. Chelsea felt more bad then she already was as they stated at them while her and Steve walked in.

Once she saw his body as still as a life less body she couldn't help, but fall to the floor and sob out whispering sorry toward him. Steve frantically picked her up saying to he was alright and that she shouldn't be so loud. She took deep breaths before she finally steadied herself.

Steve took the time to say a few words to Jesse before leaving Chelsea alone to say something. It felt weird for her and not right for her to be here saying sorry. She didn't want to even say that word to him even if he couldn't hear her.

She walked to his bed and took his hand. It felt like she had known him for a very long time as she squeezed his hand softly trying to persuade herself that he was just asleep and would wake up any minute, but it didn't happen. Her mouth was near his ear before she spoke her very wise words to him hoping he could understand that she didn't mean for this to happen.

"Its okay to let go, but know I've always been there at every bar or shopping centre back when you weren't famous. Know that I was your Shay and that you shouldn't forgive me or even try to remember me. It's okay to let go because I could see that right now you can see the stars as your dreaming. It's okay to forget because your life would be better and that pain inside of you will forever be done. I just hope you'll know that your youth won't ever be gone and that the song could be forever wrong. It's okay to be what you wish to be, but I know deep down you'll still need that weed. I would like to think that this accident would make you better, but right now I just hope you'll get better. To wake up and write more songs to see that all your writing is wrong. I want you to forget, so it's okay to let go, but just know you need to get better." Chelsea said as she moved away from him.

"I'll say it for you before I go R.I.P 2 Your Youth. I hope this is your funeral and I'm just tell the truth. Make sure you'll forget me tho. Please don't use white lighters no more. I'm just telling the truth." Chelsea sang as she kissed Jesse on the cheek hoping he'll forget about doing weed and the pain that he has. She knew this was a way to make her not feel bad about what she did to Jesse, but also know that she could be the one to change things around for him.

She knew that his youth would forever not be R.I.P.