The Wrong Side Of The Tracks (Sequel to TIASFTF)

All the time we could have spent

CC fell asleep on the plane and I was thinking what would happen if he died. I don;t think i could live on anymore then. I still love him.......

I love him?

Yeah I do....

I was just thinking this is all my fault i should have stayed in D.C. and with Standby Records and forgave Bret. He was after all just protecting me. Boy do i hope my dad gets run over by a car. Bret doesnt deserve this. I should have stayed and let myself get shot i rather die then see someone i love die .

Even if i have to fucking give him my fucking lung id do it in a heart beat if it meant he lives. 

"Attention all passengers we will be landing in D.C. in 25 minutes please turn off all devices and buckle your seat belts Thank you for flying with us." I sighed and turned my MP3 off and nudged CC. He didnt wake so i punched his arm and then he was on full alert.

I rolled my eyes and told him to buckle that we were landing in 25 minutes. He asked why I was crying and i waved him off on the subject.

"Hey he'll be fine."

"And what if he's not CC i fucking love him and i admit it ok I love him and I left him and my dad is probably the fucking person whom shot him! Im fucking worried sick that the one thing that keeps my heart beating will die and i wont be able to live on." I started to cry again.

He pulled me into a hug and rubbed my shoulder.

"He will be fine Bret is a fighter and will pull through because he knows you need him."

I cried into his chest. My pain never quits on me its always there.

The plane landed and they let us out. I hurried through the lines and got my stuff and CC did the same. I looked around and saw Tyler and he escorted us to his truck and I demanded he let me go see Bret right now! 

He took me their and led me to his room. As soon as I saw Bret there laying pale as can be with a tube running down his throat i almost collapsed but CC held me up and led me to the chair beside Bret. His chest was moving slowly up and down but he still looked dead.

"Umm are you all family?" The doctor came in.

"We are his friends." Tyler spoke out.

"Ok Bret needs a surgrey to repair his lung tonight." My tears started to pour again. I nodded and looked at Bret. I kissed his cheek and went out of the room to the bathroom to change clothes. I looked in the mirror. I had been trying to eat again and it was working i gained like 2 pounds yesterday.

My makeup was smeared under my eyes. Waterproof my ass.

I fixed my makeup and changed my clothes and threw my hair into a pony tail. I might dye it red tonight during Bret's surgrey.....

Just the word made me cringe. But i guess i could get CC to help me. I went baack to Bret and startedto cry once again. CC and Tyler comforted me and tried to take my mind off the subject.

" So how did the meeting go?" 

"Good we signed and they loved the album and its being released a month from now." I sniffled.

"Good so are you staying in Cali or what?"

"I dont know depends on how Bret is really."

They both nodded and the doctors and nurses came in.

"It should be done in about 2-3 hours tops." He assured us and I cried as they wheeled him to the surgrey room. Tyler took me and CC to Walmart real quick so i could get some red hair dye. We wen to his house and CC helped me dye it with tin foil to make sure everything was red including my roots.