nikki misery : save myself from me

Sweet Tooth

[Nikki's POV] 

I awoke in a hospital room. 

I was confused for a moment, then I looked around to see the members of my band, New Years Day, and The Undead, all of us were unfortunately here for their lead singer, Riot. 

I look at the bed, see her unconscious. 

I love her, I really do. I think I just lost my chance to tell her. 

She could be gone forever. 

I would never hear her speak. 

I would never see her beautiful features again. 

Alive, anyways. 

I would never get to know it she feels the same way. 

She probably doesn't. 

She obviously wanted to get rid of me. 

The sight of her, laying on the bathroom floor, blood oozing out of her wrists, barely breathing, empty pill bottles around her. The imagine scars my mind. 

The girl I love. 

Dying. 

In front of my eyes. 

And I can't do anything about. 

[Ashley's POV] 

Damien was calling Riots mother, Courtney and asking when her and Francis would be down to see Riot. 

Her actual name is Friday, stop calling her Riot. 

I decided to go get coffee for myself and Nikki, for when he woke up. 

I could tell he was shattered. 

I have never seen him this.. broken before. 

It was shocking. 

[Steven's POV] 

I was freaking out. 

One of my best friends has attempted suicide. 

And the boy she loves is having a breakdown. 

And her insane ass mother is on her way. 

Damn, my life is fucked. 

I was breathing heavy. 

Am I gonna die right now?

Inconvenient. 

Courtney mother fucking Love is on her way, she's going to kill me. 

Or all of us. 

Then Friday. 

Sounds like.. fun?.. 

"I don't know what I'm going to do.." I sat and mumbled to myself, my head in my hands.

"Hey.. It's gonna be alright, I promise you, I'm here for you no matter what." A comforting voice rang through my ears in a low whisper. It's coming from beside me. 

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up at the person. It was Nick.

I smiled. "Thank you, Nick. I really appreciate it." A tear fell from my eye.

Oh great, the guy I had a major crush on is seeing me fall apart.

I love life.