Come And Save Me, Tonight.

Living On The Edge

I floated in and out of consciousness for what seemed like an eternity.

Faint, distant voices occasionally called my name. I heard conversations, music, crying. Then it all went black.

The next time I floated into the sream of consciousness, I heard two voices..

"But she will be fine.. right?" One very farmiliar voice, asked. The voice was sad. It sounded defeated

"We're not sure. The damage was severe. We were able to.." 

And then again... everything went black. 

The next time I woke up, I really woke up. 

Almost as if I'd lost control of them, my eyes fluttered open. It hurt to look. I instantly shut my eyes again. The bright flourescent light was too much for me. 

"Mmmm" I moaned. 

"You're awake! Baby!" Steven cried. "Guys! She's awake!"

Suddenly, the door burst open, and the room was filled with people. The rest of the band was there, as well as their wives, and girlfriends. Lauren came and sat in a chair right next to my bed, and held my hand, as she cried. 

"Baby, I was so worried." Steven said again, giving my hand a little squeeze. 

"What happened?" I asked. "I'm in so much pain. It feels like I've been shot." I chuckled a little. 

No one laughed. They all just looked around at each other and then the awkward silence was unbearable. 

"Baby..." Steven cut the silence. "You uh...."

"I what?" I cut him off

"You were shot..." He teared up at the memory. "You don't remember?" He asked

"No, not really." I whimpered as I tried to sit up, but it was too painful.

"No, no baby, please. Just rest. Relax." He begged.

"So... What happened?" I looked around at everyone. "Someone, please tell me."

"Well..." Steven started. "Uh.. You went to the concert last Saturday night-"

"Wait!" I cut him off again, "What day is it?"

"It's Wednesday, December 15th." Lauren said.

"Ohh... Okay." I muttered "Carry on."

"Well..." Steven began again, "You wen't to the concert with a friend that you met that day."

"Jason." I whispered. Trying to recollect the memories from that day.

"Yeah, him." Steven said, "And it turns out.. He's Kyles brother." He stopped, trying to read my emotions.

"And, none of us knew it... he didn't even know you were his ex. Well... Kyle was at the concert. We still don't know how he got there. The cops have him in custody, and are questioning him, but he wont talk. Anyway, we were in my dressing room, because you were having an anxiety attack, after seeing Kyle from across the catwalk. Then, Kyle busted down the door, and pointed a gun at me. I guess you know what happened next, because you're the one in the hospital bed, when it should be me." Steven teared up again.

"He shot me instead?" I whispered

"No, Baby. He tried to shoot me. He should've shot me. But you jumped infront of me, and took the bullet." I could tell he was trying so hard not to cry, so I decided to be a smart ass and lighten to mood a little bit.

"You know, you don't always have to be a strong soldier all the time." I mimmicked him, and put my hand on his cheek. He smiled and kissed me. 

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A while later there was a knock at the door. 

I tried to get up and out of bed to go answer it, but Steven wouldn't let me.

"Uhuhuhhh no, missy! You've got to stay in bed and get better!" He smiled and tucked me back in.

"Ugh." I groaned. "Fine. Joe could you please open the door and let whoever that is, in?"

Joe chuckled, and got up to open the door. When he did, a very morose Jason Wolf, shuffled into the room, with a bouquet of flowers you'd buy from the hospital gift shop. I felt Steven's grip on my hand tighten. 

"Down boy." I whispered to Steven, trying to make light of the situation.

"Mia.. I-" He paused, trying to find the words to say. "I'm really so sorry, I wish none of this had ever happened. If I knew that Kyle was this fucked up I wouldn't have ever tried to ask you out on the beach, I'm really so sorry. I'll do anything for you to forgive me." He pleaded

"Listen you little shit, I-" Steven growled

"Steven, can I speak, for once?" I started to get annoyed. 

"Jason.. Do you really truly mean it, when you say you had no idea that any of this was going to happen?" I asked.

"Yes, Mia. Honest to god, I had no idea." He had tears in his eyes.

"Then I forgive you." I smiled. "Now come here and give me a hug... it's the least you can do." 

He shuffled over to me, and gave me a light, half-hearted, one armed hug, as he tried to hold the bouquet of flowers in his other hand.

"Thank you, Mia, it really means alot. I wish there was any other way I can make it up to you." He sighed

"Don't worry about it. It's fine. Really." I smiled again

"So... How bad is the damage?" He cringed. 

"I...." I paused. "I don't know. No one told me yet.."

"Ohh!" Steven said. "You'll be fine!" He grinned. "The doctor said that your appendix absorbed the force of, and the actual bullet, and since it's an unnecessary organ, they just had to remove the whole thing. Kinda like a little package. All you have to do is take antibiotics for a few weeks to make sure you don't get any infections, and you'll be fine! Also, they said you could be out of here by tomorrow, they just want to spend today, and tonight making sure your vitals are clear, and that you're stable!" He grinned.

"That's great! Oh my god congrats Mia!" Everyone cheered.

"I guess it's great that I never got the little bugger removed when I was born, huh?" I giggled. "Oh... And... the scar?" I looked up at Steven.

"You're still the same beautiful woman, I fell in love with. With or without a scar." He kissed my nose.

"Ahh... Damn, I was hoping I could tell a story of how brave I was in battle, and show my victory with the scar." I giggled, as everyone burst into laughter.