Between Your Body & Your Soul {Alan Ashby}

Chapter 12

& Alan's POV &

Struggling to keep my eyes open, I got up and got another cup of coffee. I haven't sleep the whole time Austin has been here, and I haven't left. I sat back down and took a sip of coffee. My eyes started to feel heavy. I felt the cup slowly slipping out of my hand, but I was too week; too tired to catch it from falling. Suddenly, I felt someone's hands stop mine, so the coffee didn't spill.

"Alan, sweetheart you need some sleep." the voice was familiar. Looking up, there was Annabelle. I set my coffee aside and shot up. I greeted her with a loving embrace.

"Please, please, please, Annabelle don't leave." I slurred, sleepily.

"I'm not going to. I'm here. Alan, I'm sorry." she mumbled into my chest.

She let go and placed her hand on my cheek.

"Go get some rest." She said, her emerald, green eyes looked into my sleepy, brown ones softly.

I closed my eyes and leaned into her hand. "I don't want to leave you." I whispered softly, almost like I was struggling for breath.

Nabel moved her hand down from my cheek to my chest, then taking my hands into her small ones, lacing our fingers together.

I couldn't help, but notice how perfectly our hands molded together. I smiled at the thought. Placing my forehead on hers, she kissed my nose. My smile widened.

"I'll be okay." Nabel whispered.

Pulling back, I looked her in the eyes. She smiled, weakly. Gently squeezing her hands, I leant in and peeked her lightly on the lips.

"I'll see you later on the bus then." I told her. She nodded.

& Annabelle's POV &

I walked down the hospital halls, looking for Austin's room. When I finally found it, I hesitated. I brought myself to open the door slowly. Tears started to form in my eyes. Austin was as pale as the sheets, with dark raccoon eyes. I sat in the chair next to the bed and took his hand in mine. He squeezed lightly and his eyes flickered open.

"Annabelle?" his voice cracked.

"Hey Aussy." I croaked, trying to hold back the tears.

"No, Nabel don't cry baby girl." he said with a smile. "I'm okay. I'm alive. There's no need for tears." he laughed weakly, then coughed.

"Austin, I'm so sorry." I covered my face with my other hand and began to cry.

Austin struggled a bit, but sat up and scooted over.

"Come here." he demanded. He held me, while I cried into his chest.

"It's not your fault. Annabelle, none of it is." He whispered softly.

Finally, I calmed down and looked at the big scar that ran down his chest. I slowly ran my finger down his stitched chest.

"Was it the same thing as mom?" I asked, looking up at him.

Austin looked at me, with sadness in his eyes, "I don't know." he then grinned. "But everything is going to be okay."

I nodded my head.

"What about tour?" I asked.

He ran his hand threw his hair. "Pierce, was saying they would just cancel the whole tour, I told them no, but you know Vic and them." he smirked. "Vic said the fans would understand and that they would make up for canceling this tour." he said. I didn't say anything. An hour past and We sat there in silence. He rubbed my back, which comforted me, as I stared at the pale, blue hospital walls.

"So you and Alan, huh?" Austin questioned, breaking the silence.

I pulled away and my eyes were wide. Suddenly, I realized I probably looked like an idiot and looked down. I started to play with the sheets and blushed.

"Yeah me and Alan, we're a thing now I guess." I smiled.

"Aww, look at you! All smiling and cute like." he laughed. "...and happy." he lifted my chin.

I looked at him blankly. Was I happy?

There was a knock at the door and a nurse walked in.

"Honey, visiting times are over." she said sweetly.

I nodded my head and gave Austin a kiss on his temple.

"I'll see you tomorrow." I told him. He nodded.

Walking out of the hospital, I realized I didn't want to go back to the bus yet. The thought of leaving my brother by himself in the hospital made me feel ill. I sat down on the pavement and rested my back against the cold brick wall. I played with my hands and watched people enter and leave. Some with smiles plastered across their faces, others with salty, wet tears. I watched as the ambulance left and came back, and hoped that the people inside would be okay.

I also made up scenarios on what happened to the people in there. It always ended up being something tragic, but everyone ended up happy in the end.

The sun had finally set, and darkness spread across the sky.

"I wish there were stars." I whispered to myself.

"Me too." I jumped. Jaime was sitting right next to me and I hadn't even realized he was there.

"Scared ya didn't I?" he winked at me.

"How long have you been there?" I asked.

"Mm.. gonna have to say-" he stopped looking down at his wrist, pretending he had a watch on. I smiled at his humor. "-about 15 minutes." he grinned.

"What time is it now?" I looked down at my wrist. "I think my watch is broken." I tapped the top of my wrist a few times.

Jaime laughed and took his phone out. "It's 10 o'clock. Visiting hours ended an hour and a half ago." He gave me a half smile.

I nodded my head slowly. "Will you walk me to the buses?" I asked him.

"Of coarse."

We got up and made our way down the street. At first, we were silent. Which was surprising, since Jaime always loved to crack a joke and keep a conversation going. Jaime cleared his throat. I looked at him, but he just looked ahead.

"Are you guys canceling the rest of tour?" I asked, stopping in front of him.

He stopped walking and looked at me. Jamie scratched the back of his neck, looking down at his shoes, he sighed.

"When Austin gets out, we want to stick around, you know? Help out." I moved my head down ward so I could look into his eyes. Jaime lifted his head and looked at me.

"Austin would appreciate it, but he doesn't want it Jaime. He doesn't want the fans to get disappointed." I explained.

"I know. I know, but Annabelle, we are just worried for you guys. Especially you. We wouldn't want you to get too stressed out and do something stupid." he spoke truthfully.

That hurt. Jaime instantly covered his mouth, obviously regretting what he just said. I turned and saw that the buses were right ahead.

"Annabelle I-" he began to say, but I cut him off.

"Thanks for walking me back." I said and quickly walked away.

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Hope you guys liked it! Also, there's this band, they call themselves Nightmares and they just released a new music video featuring Tyler Carter from Issues! The videos on the side, it's pretty awesome, and it's a great band! I love Tyler Carter's vocals too <3 !