Safe | Jonah Marais x Corbyn Besson

Chapter 6- God is a Woman

[Jonah's POV]

"Hey.. how you feel?" I asked Corbyn, who was finally awake for the first time since the accident.

"Better. I don't remember anything that happened after the incident, how long has it been?"

"Two weeks. The doctors say that you can't perform for another 4 weeks, but don't worry, I'll cover your parts for you on tour." I was kinda worried about that. Corbyn had some extremely high notes on some of our songs, and I had no idea if I could make my voice go that high.

"You'd do that for me?" He had a sad puppy face on, I wanted to give him a hug.

"Yeah hehe." I hugged him and he awkwardly bent his arms around me, after 4 seconds I let go and let him talk to Zach. Canyon came and took pics of Corbyn then ran out to post them on his Instagram stories (which I most definitely will be seeing soon all over my timeline). I waited outside patiently for Zach to finish so that we could go hang out. After about 30 minutes of waiting, I got angry and wondered why the hell Zach was taking so long. Then I went in. Both him and Corbyn were sleeping right next to each other. I took some pics and posted it on the band account's insta story, then I gently tapped Zach. He twitched his arm and ended up waking Corbyn too, and then Corbyn said the most random thing ever.

"I had a dream that I was in a house with Ryan Herron, and we were trapped and so I walked through a bunch of rooms, and as soon as I walked through the second door, I heard the voice of Jesus say 'God is a Woman' and I cried because that song is so emotionally powerful and now I really do believe that God is a woman."

Zach and I started laughing hysterically, he was on some medications I think, I'm not entirely sure. Anyways, I tugged Zach out of the hospital room and kissed him. JK you thought. I pulled him out and punched his arm for making me wait outside for 30 minutes. After walking back to the car, Daniel called me and said that he was flying to Virginia tomorrow and that we should meet him at the airport. I said ok, and hung up. Now that 3/4 of us are here, all we need now is Jack, but still no sign of acknowledgement from him. He'd been off the radar completely and we had no idea when he would return. Tour started in 1 week, and we only had 3 members. PRETTYMUCH could never. Anyways, that was the least of our worries. We had to adjust the choreography and stage positions to 4 members instead of 5, maybe even 3 if Jack didn't call back. Sigh. I really just need God to pull through right about now.