Chapter title credits: Shinedown - Second Chance

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Alan POV

My stomach's tied in knots. ((tfw you're listening to sws and)) In approximately 1 hour I get out of this shitty hospital to see my beautiful boyfriend and my best friends. Oh the things I would do to Austin when I saw him.

I was busy thinking when Bree, a psycho who basically lived at the hospital pushed me out of the way.

"Move it, fag, I need to lay down."

I just glared at her. But I couldn't act up or I'd get stuck in these tacky blue scrubs for another week. And god forbid I get my balls seized by a 14 year old scene kid.

Finally I heard the PA announce my name.

"Alan Ashby, report to Dr. Ravine's office." I got up with a few smirks and giggles from the girls area (yes they designated gender area's because the doctor who supervises us is a twat) as they whispered things like, "he's fuckable," or "Alan Assby" to my dismay. I slammed the door as I entered the office and the Indonesian doctor gave me my clothes.

I smelled the fresh Pink Floyd shirt and jeans and smiled, they smelled like the bus. Oh how I'd come to miss our tour bus. But whatever. He gestured to his personal bathroom and smiled, "Go ahead Alan," in an interesting accent. "Your friends will be here to check you out soon." I smiled.

Something about that doctor, he treated me like his son. I don't know.

I soon changed out of the scrubs and handed them to an assistant nurse and waiting at the door.

Now you can imagine after a week of being confined with a bunch of psychotics with daddy issues, I really wanted to go home to my babe and family.

What I didn't expect is who showed up. Not Austin, not Phil or Tino.

Aaron. Aaron fucking Pauley showed up waiting for me to come with him. HELL FUCKING NO.

"What the fuck?" I growled. "Where's Austin?" Aaron seemed to look at me with a sympathetic look.

"He didn't want to come..." He said quietly. My heart seemed to grow razor blades. I could feel it tearing through my chest, cutting each vein without a care in the world how much pain I was in.

"He... didn't want to come?" I said.

"No." Aaron said. "Let's get out of here Alan," he said, grabbing my arm and dragging me out.

I couldn't feel anything anymore. I'm pretty sure some people were trying to talk to me but quite frankly I didn't care. Austin didn't want me. No one wanted me.. The call to the razor was strong. I didn't quite know whether I wanted to or not, for the sake of going back to the hospital.

I should have known he wouldn't care. No one did. My dad didn't. He left me to die after stabbing me. My rib throbbed when I thought that and I clutched my side, wincing at where the rough scar was.

My mom died on me. She left me to live this fucking life. All I've got is my guitar.

Well, I thought, if that's all I got, I'm gonna make it fucking count.

I took out a pen and started scribbling down my emotions in my notebook.

A/N

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