My Mistakes

Unfortunate Events

Sebastian POV.

 Blaine suggested we go to Scandals, so obviously I agreed, I mean, it's Scandals!  
"Have people always been this bad a driving?" I ask, and seriously, people suck at driving. 
"Nah, it's because of the rain... Probably." Blaine laughs. 
"I'm not even sure why I'm here." Santana yells. 
"Please shut up." Kurt shouts back. 

We continue talking and laughing, and making fun of people, I missed these people. But Caitlin! A little voice in my head says. My thoughts are interrupted when Kurt suddenly yells, "BLAINE WATCH OUT!" Then there is a blinding light and I'm out. 

I don't remember what happened or why I'm in a hospital but I am. I slowly open my eyes and look around, it's a very white room. It's also pretty bright. I groan, my head feels like a watermelon hit it, and then a house fell on top on me. 
"Oh thank GOD!" Someone yells, Blaine. 
"How?" I look at him, he has some cuts but nothing too bad. 
"You've been in a coma for 2 MONTHS!" He shouts. He throws his arms around my neck and hugs me. 
"Ouch." I groan. 

"Sorry. It's just, they were starting to give up. And don't worry, everyone else is okay." 
"How is everyone else not dead?" I say. 

"First of all, you aren't dead, second of all, we landed on the side and right where you sat, it was aligned with a like giant boulder, your head it the boulder." 
"So just horrible luck?"
"Pretty much." 

"Wait.. Did you say 2 months?" And that's where I start to panic. "Caitlin is going to kill me."
"You have to stay here for a few more... days? I don't know but you can't just leave!" 
"Watch me." 

I start to move a bit, but since I'm sore and in complete and utter pain, I can't. I groan "Okay, a few more days." 

"Well... I prepared a song for you..." Blaine smiles. 

"Ugh great." 

 BlaineThe I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident
This was a therapeutic chain of events

He looks at me like 'no offense.' 

This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we dealThe anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
No it's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we dealSit back, just sit back, just sit back and relax
Just sit back, just sit back, just sit back and relapse againCan't take the kid from the fight
Take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
Take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit backYou're a regular decorated emergency
You're a regular decorated emergencyThis is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor
This is the scent of quarantine wings in a hospital
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we dealThe anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where
The apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in
It's not so pleasant and it's not so conventional
It sure as hell ain't normal but we deal, we dealCan't take the kid from the fight
Take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight
Take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit backSit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, ba-ba, ba-da-do
You can't take the kid out of the fightYou're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions
Will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame
Camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney again
You're a regular decorated emergency
The bruises and contusions
Will remind me what you did when you wake
You've earned your place atop the ICU's hall of fame
The camera caught you causing a commotion on the gurney againCan't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
Sit back, relax, sit back, relapse again
Can't take the kid from the fight, take the fight from the kid
Just sit back, just sit backSit back, sit back, relax, relapse
Sit back, sit back, ba-ba, ba-da-do
You can't take the kid out of the fightThe I.V. and your hospital bed
This was no accident, this was a therapeutic chain of events

"That was a very odd song for my situation." 

"Well we all know you love Panic!" 
"My sister, not me."
"HOW DARE YOU!" Blaine looks shocked. I smile. 
"Fine, maybe I do."