I awoke in the hospital a few days later. I had 34 stitches in my chest and 3 shattered ribs which was bandaged pretty well. I looked around, cards and flowers filled the room. I smiled. Andy was sitting in the chair next to the bed. I picked up my phone which was laying on the table beside me and looked at it. 1:26 AM. He must have been sitting there the whole night, he had intwined his fingers in mine. I squeezed his hand a little, not enough to wake him but to let him know i'm alright. I closed my eyes once more, I was exhausted. "Alex?" Andy had woken up. I squeezed his hand, which he returned. "Are you..." I tried to talk but it came out as a raspy shaky cough. "shhh, don't try to talk just yet. you're still extremely weak." He stroked my hair with his thumb and started to sing softly. "I open my lungs dear...i sing this song at funerals no rush. These lyrics heard a thousand times just plush... A baby boy you've held so tightly, this pain it visits almost nightly, missing hotel beds i feel your touch..." He kissed my forehead before starting again. "I will wait dear, a patient of eternity, my crush. A universal still, no rust. no dust will ever grow on this frame, one million years and i will say your name. i love you more than i could ever scream.." I smiled and closed my eyes. This was the best night of my life, even if i couldnt speak I will always remember this. I drifted off to the sounds of his gentle but strong voice. I woke up at noon that day. Ashley, CC, Jake, Jinxx, Jackie, and Brandon where sitting in chairs by the table playing cards. Andy was still asleep, but by the looks of it had informed the guys that I was alright. "Alex, you're awake." CC came over gently hugging me. "How do you feel?" "Like shit." I forced a weak laugh. "Well if the rocks would have tried to eat me like that, I would feel like shit too." Jake said. I laughed and looked at Andy. "He blames himself for this you know." I looked at Jinxx, who had followed my gaze. "What? why?" I asked. "He said if he would have gotten up when he heard people screaming you wouldnt have gotten hurt." Ashley cut in. "He feels horrible." I sighed. I didnt want him to feel like any of this was his fault. He was just in the wrong place at the wrong time. But that's not how he saw it. A yawn shattered my thoughts as Andy opened his eyes and stretched. His eyes darted from face to face then to me. The look in them was unbareable, pure guilt. I couldnt take it anymore, silent tears rolled down my face. He got up and wrapped his arms around me. "Shhh it's okay, everything is going to be alright." His voice was soothing, like it had been last night. "It wasnt your fault..." I whispered. He looked at me "Alex what are you..." "Please dont think it was your fault.." I said raising my voice a little. "Shhh, shhh. It's okay, it was no one's fault." He wrapped one arm around my head and the other around my body stroking my hair and rubbing my back as he hugged me. "Everything will be okay...I promise." I believed him.