Daron POV

Tomorrow was the performance, and to be honest I was nervous, only because everything happened so quickly and everything could get screwed over real quick. I needed to relax. I began to walk to the golf course near by, an old friend of mine actually got me into golf, I used to hate it.

It was calming and almost always empty. I had a big open field to myself, I grabbed a club and walked towards my tee, swing after swing the pressure that had built up went down. I was listening to the songs from my set-list, singing along making sure I know all the lyrics. My confidence was back up, I was feeling great.

I left the course and lit a cigarette as I walked home, my phone in hand opened to Instagram, scrolling through posts. From the corner of my eye I see red moving quickly, black filled my vision the next. My phone was out of my hand, my cigarette flew outta my mouth, my back stung in pain. A person rushed out of their car, all I hear was mumbling before fully blacking out.

I woke up on a stretcher in the back of an ambulance, confused as to what happened. A man looked at me, I couldn't feel my legs, my back ached. "Stay still sir" he said, I shook my head asking "Wait, what, who?" the man looked at me sharply and said "You were hit by a car, calm down" I looked up and sighed.

How could this happen, now. Of ALL days.

"Am I gonna be okay though?" I have a concert tomorrow, please God let me be okay. "Well, from what I see, you'll be okay. Just some major bruising on your legs" I can't sit while performing, people will expect me to move around.

"I have to perform tomorrow..." I muttered under my breath. He looked at me again. "When?" He said questioning me. "Tomorrow night, I gotta sing at this place." I didn't want to be to specific, why? I don't know. "Rest up tonight, level your body so you're not in pain, and pray you'll have energy to perform" He said sharply, I didn't like this dude at all.

"We leaving or not? Cause I'm sick of waiting here, I have to go home... Where's my phone?" I said feeling my empty pocket. "Sir, you have to go to the hospital before you can go anywhere else, as far as your phone, it's probably somewhere on the ground" I stared at the cop who was standing outside the ambulance. "Hey bud, find my phone" I said annoyed. The cop looked at me and began searching around the ground for it, at least he listened to me. He knelt down and picked it up, bringing it to me. My screen protector was cracked, and my case was all scratched up but it still worked, thank God.

I texted the guys telling them what happened. The doors shut and I felt the ambulance start to move.

"Are you okay? Can you still perform tomorrow?" Shavo texted me

"Hopefully I'll be okay by then, I don't think anything is broken, just bruising." I replied

"Dude, take it easy... Seriously. What hospital you in?" I could tell Shavo was very concerned.

"I'm heading to the one on Wilshire Blvd. You don't have to come Shav, I'll be okay." I replied, my leg began throbbing and a headache was developing.

"John and I are on our way" My phone chimed. I smiled slightly, closing my eyes and letting my head fall back.

Shavo POV

I rushed to grab my keys, John following along, I can't believe this is happening, John shook his head as we both got into the car.

"How in the world does something like this even happen?" John said putting his seat belt on.

"I don't know, but we just have to hope he will be okay, it can take months for a broken bone to heal..." I said pulling out onto the road to the hospital.

"Also, he could suffer from a bad concussion, who knows how fast the car was going and how hard he his the ground." I mentioned as I sped up.

-Time Skip-

We arrived at the hospital, asking for Daron. As soon as we signed up we dashed for his room. We walked in and saw Daron sitting on the bed, his forehead was purple and red. Dry blood on his eyebrow. It was worse then he described. His eyes closed, asleep. I lost all feeling in my body, there's no way this is true. I can't see him like this, my brother in a hospital bed, physically damaged. John looked at him then looked for the nurse.

"How long has he been asleep?" He asked the nurse who was in the room attached to Darons. His voice cracked mid sentence.

"He fell asleep in the ambulance, so about an hour now." She said sincerely.

"Daron... bud, wake up" I shook him slightly.

No response.

I called his name again and shook him slightly more, nothing.

Seeing his limp body move around like that worried me.

The nurse warned me not to shake him too much and to let him wake up on his own, I sighed and gave up.

John grabbed me by the shoulder and gestured for me to sit down, so I did.

We've been sitting here for the past 5 minutes, before we noticed Daron opening his eyes and shuffling around.

"What's going on?" his raspy voice filled the room.

"Oh my God, Daron. Thank God" I stood up next to him.

"Thanks for coming" He smiled.

"You okay man?" John sighed

"Yeah, just a bit sore... make that a lot" He said shuffling around and stopping where he felt pain.

"Take it easy, stop moving around" I said seriously.

"What time is it?" Daron asked feeling for his phone.

"Almost 8" John and I said in unison

Daron sighed closing his eyes.

"Man, I gotta perform tomorrow..."

"Umm... from how you look, I don't think that's gonna happen" I said.

"I can't reschedule though, and so many people have bought tickets" He replied.

"I'll call K'noup and tell him" John offered.

"No it's fine, I'll still do it" He pleaded.

"Daron, you don't even know if you can stand, let alone perform" I argued.

"Let's see" He said attempting to get up.

"That isn't the best idea..." The nurse hollered from the other room.

Daron slumped back, annoyed.

"I'm going to perform tomorrow no matter what..." He mumbled.

The nurse tapped my shoulder "The x-rays for his legs will be here soon... there's some bruising, so we just want to be sure there are no broken bones"

I nodded and she left the room. I pray there's nothing broke, that will be hell for Daron.

"Nothing feels broken?" Daron questioned touching his legs.

"Just chill out Daron." John said

I sat down, examining Darons bruised face. How fast was that car even going. How did they not see him.

"Daron, do you even remember what happened?" I questioned

"Not really, it was all really a blur... I just remember walking from the golf course and waking up on a stretcher" He said shaking his head slightly

"Did you not look before crossing the road?" I laughed

"Obviously not." He said sarcastically

"I'm just glad you're alive and it wasn't any worse." John said.

"Yeah man, it's like a wake up call for me... I don't know what I would've done if it was any worse" I sighed.

Daron smiled weakly.

"I just can't wait to get out of here" He laughed.

-Time Skip-

My phone rang waking me up. The room was dark, John was laying down on the couch opposite the room, Daron in his bed snoring softly. Sonia was calling.

"Hey, where are you?" I could hear Hayko in the backround playing with his toys.

"Something came up with Daron, I'm at the hospital. I think I'll be staying until he gets out, sorry" I said scratching my neck.

"Oh my God. Is he okay?" She cared about the guys just as much as I did.

"For the most part, yes. We'll just have to see by tomorrow morning" I replied.

"I'll see you tomorrow then, love you Shav" She replied.

"Love you too" I smiled hanging up the phone.

I put legs up and fell back asleep. Hopefully everything will be okay tomorrow.

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