Wake Up (an AWOLNATION fanfic)

4: I Am

Aaron's POV:
"Hey Ri?"
"Yea awol?"
"Wanna come record a song with me?" She looked at me. "For real?" I nodded. Rita ran into my arms hugging me. "Your early birthday gift from me as you are turning 17 tomorrow."
"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you."
I laughed ruffling her hair. We went down to my label. "Hey man. This is my friend Rita."
"We know. We see the pictures of you and her in your studio." He teased.
"Anyway... She wants to record with me."
"Ok. Go ahead in." I held Rita's hand as I walked in the studio handing her the headphones. "Wait." I said as I pulled up a pair of awolnation headphones I designed for Rita. Her face lit up. "Thanks."
"No problem, princess." I smirked. She blushed.
"What song are you doing?"
"THISKIDISNOTALRIGHT!!!" Rita shouted with pride.
"I'm her backing vocals." I smiled. "Ok, Rita. I'm right here." I said grabbing her hand. She squeezed it as the instrumental started.
I still don't know what I'm doing
Fuck
Troubles coming for the freeman
We shake them shaken with the free hand
So stand tall, shout out, with me
Do your dirty work without me
Say your best when no one can see
Stand up, catch fire, with me
(This kids, this kids, this kids, this kids, this kids, this kids)
This kid's not alright
This kid's not alright
This kid's not alright
But this kid's not alright
I've been sleeping with these
I've been sleeping with these thoughts, man
I've been contemplating singing them
So stand up, catch fire, with me
(This kids, this kids, this kids, this kids, this kids)
You can fight all that now
This kid's not alright
This kid's not alright
This kid's not alright
But this kid's not alright
I'm scared, I may derail
You can follow them to hell
You can follow them to hell
You can follow them to hell
You can follow them to hell
You can follow them to hell
This kid's not alright (you can follow them to hell)
This kid's not alright (you can follow them to hell)
This kid's not alright (you can follow them to hell)
This kid's not alright
Everyone in the studio cheered. "Your voice is just as powerful as Aaron's. Beautiful. Well done!!!" Rita and I walked out. She didn't look herself. I looked at her. "I don't feel so-." She puked on the sidewalk. "Shit. We need to get you to a hospital and fast." I put rita in my car and quickly drove to the hospital. While in the hospital the drs were doing tests on rita and took her for an MRI scan. I watched helplessly. All these needles and loud noises scaring her. A while later the dr came to me. "We're doing an emergency surgery. Her shunt failed."
"Shunt???"
"A tube that drains water to her stomach."
"Isn't the brain supposed to have water?"
"Yes but not as much as Rita's has."
"Is she going to be ok???"
"Yes."
"Ok. I'll wait here."
3-4 hours later the dr comes back.
"Rita is responding well. You may see her now."
"Thank you so much." I raced to Rita's room.
"Don't worry my little alien. I'm here." I rubbed Rita's arm. She looked at me.
"Hi Awol."
"Hi my little alien. How are you feeling?"
"I'm ok." She smiled.
"They shaved your head."
"Yea but it feels much nicer." We both laugh.
"Your humor is amazing."
"Thanks."
"No problem."