SAVED (c.h)

Chapter 2

Calums pov-

"Dad stop its not my fault!!" I yell, blocking my face. "Yes it is! It always is! You're a no good piece of shit! I'm ashamed to call you my son!!" He yells back. He just keeps lashing at me and I keep yelling stop stop. My mum is no where to be found and neither is Mali Koa.

I open my tear filled eyes and jot up, not knowing where I am at. "W-where am I??" I stutter. All I see is a tall brunette standing over me. "You're in the hospital Calum." She calmly answers. I examine her. She's wearing black jeans with rips at the knees (a personal favorite of mine), a Blink-182 tee-shirt and a flannel wrapped around her waist. He long brown hair is straightened and the parting is quite uneven but it's cute. Have I died and is she an angel ?!?

"I-I don't understand. W-What ha-happened?" I manage to get out. She sits in the chair next to my bed. "During the concert, you collapsed on stage. I ran from the crowd and providing medical assistance to you until the Paramedics arrived. Calum, you overdosed on your anxiety medication." This is all so confusing so I just lay back down and stare at the ceiling. "So what happens now?" I ask.

"You obviously can't go back to the tour yet. It'll be a few months. Maybe 6 or 7." I shoot up and just stare at her. "6 OR 7 MONTHS!!! I can't abandon them okay ? Who even are you to tell me this ? I'll get my information from an actual Doctor thank you." I rudely reply. Luke walks in and he's completely clueless, like always.

"Hey man what's up ?" "This bitch is telling me I can't perform for 6 or 7 months!"
"Okay I get that you're confused and all but stop right now. You're depressed Calum and you're taking it out on someone you don't even know ?!? She's here to help you bro just calm down." Michael butts in. "I'm not gonna help him if he's like this on a daily basis" the girl says. "Oh shut up. Who are you to tell me what to do in the first place. You're not my manager!!" I angrily say.

"I'm Audrey. That's who the hell I am and I'm not gonna sit here and take this from some depressed freak." Audrey basically screams.

Audrey's pov-

As I storm out of the cramped hospital room, I realize what I had said. I debate on whether I should turn around and apologize but I continue walking. All I was trying to do was help him. Ashton pulled me aside earlier and asked me if I could be his 'coach' through Depression. I obviously said yes to this beautiful curly headed boy because why wouldn't I.

I can't help him if he doesn't want to be helped. He's really messed up and I shouldn't be the one who should figure him out. There's too much to figure out that I can already tell of and I'm not going down that path.

I've overcome Depression once and I DEFINETLY don't want to accompany someone on overcoming it themselves. It's terrible. He's extremely i ignorant and I can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved.