Die Hard Fan

Chapter 13: On My Way Home

Scott's POV

We got happy and sang with it.

"All of my life been running. Paying the price for nothing. How do the young survive?"

But then we stopped completely resembling the situation to the lyrics.

Mitch quickly turned the radio off before it gets awkward.

"This is just FYI,but We have old fans too." Mitch said.

I furrowed my brows.

(As if you have some.)

What does that mean?

"What? Old fans?" Kirstie asked.

Mitch shrugged and turned the radio on again.

"Well, you know. Not only the young fans died. Some oldies died too. And hey! I bet they're too mature to even cut open their wrist forming the letters PTX! Maybe after hearing the news, they just end up having a heart attack! Right?" Mitch said casually.

Kirstie and I was left dumbfounded.

I just ignored what Mitch said and pretended nothing happened.

Kirstie did so too.

"Umm, so where would we go next?" Kirstie asked.

I checked the time. Well it's only 4:00 p.m.

"We can go to Doctor Eastwood right now. I just hope he's not mad at us or what." I said.

They chuckled a bit. I'm glad I made them a little happy.

"Don't forget to stop at Starbucks!" Mitch exclaimed.

I figured he would say that.

"Ofcourse. Kirstie? How's your cheek?" I asked glancing at her in the mirror.

I saw her putting make-up on.

Really? She's already so flawless and she's still wearing make-up?

Also she feels diffrent today.

She's not her usual bubbly self.

"My right cheek still hurts and is a little bit red but I deserve it though."

She said making me step at the break.

We all leaned forward because of inertia.

"What do you mean you deserve it?" Mitch asked.

I removed my seatbelt and turned around to look at her.

She have tears in her eyes right now.

"I-I deserve it because I let the band break up and let the fans d-die." She said almost in a whisper.

Mitch and I looked at each other.

I got out of my car and kicked a near by tree.

This is all my fault!

I got back and hugged Kirstie. Mitch then joined us and we just enjoyed the moment.

I pulled away and sat down at the driver's seat.

I drove to the hospital. We're all silent because that little hug we shared said everything we feel.

Ofcourse it did. Duh? We're bestfriends! #TheTrio

As I park infront of Avi's car?

"Scott are you seeing this?" Mitch asked.

He also noticed. Kirstie got intrigued.

"Seeing what?" Kirstie asked.

I pointed at Avi's car. She gasped.

"Oh my! Is he or Kevin sick?" She said.

I thinked about it a bit.

"I think they're here for the same reason." I said.

We unmounted the car and headed inside the hospital.

We approached the front desk. I just hope the people in their front desk aren't weirdos.

"Yes? How may I help you?" The nurse said.

Wow, she's normal!

"We're here to see Doctor Eastwood. I called and booked an appointment" I said.

She nodded her head and typed on her computer.

"Just take the elevator and go to the 3rd floor. Turn right and you'll see his room." She said.

We followed her instructions and soon enough we saw a sign saying Doctor Eastwood.

We entered the room and sat in the waiting area.

"Is that Avi?" Kirstie asked.

I cocked my head to see if she's right. It is Avi.

We stand up and sit next to them.

"Hey! You guys too?" Kevin greeted.

"Yeah. You guys been having dreams?" I asked.

Kevin shook his head no.

"Avi is under depression and I'm hearing voices." He said.

He sound off? Well maybe it's because his bothered.

"Well us the Trio is having dreams so I suggested we should see a doctor. I told Kirstie earlier while we we're having a break. She said she's scared so might as well go to the doctor with the three of us together." I said.

And Kevin's eyes got wide. What'd I say?

"You talked to Kirstie earlier? You mean in the shoot? While taking break?" He asked.

I looked at him confused.

"Yeah. Why? Is there something wrong?" I asked?

He shook his head no fast which made me suspicious but I shrug it off.

"I'm just going to call someone." Kevin said.

He then got out of the room race walking.

I hope he is okay.