Darons POV

I sat up in the hospital bed and noticed John and Shavo were still here, by my side... asleep of course. I turned my head to look at the clock, it hurt like hell.  It was 10 am, I grabbed my phone and saw a text from K'noup.

"Hey D, you good?"

One of them must've told him.

"Yeah, I'm good... just woke up. How about you"

Where's the nurse, I wanna get out of here.

I pulled myself up and shook Shavo.

"Dude, wake up. Let's get outta here" My voice was all raspy, I coughed to clear it.

Shavo opened his eyes cautiously, closing them as he propped his head up.

"How you feeling"  Shavo let out stretching.

"Better than yesterday, come on. Let's bail"

Shavo got up and tapped John to wake up. John jumped, it took him awhile to realize where he was.

"We're still here?" He said rolling off the sofa.

"Not for long" I replied.

John got up and stood by Shavo.

"I'll get the nurse and let them know" Shavo said hurrying off. I could tell he really wanted to leave.

"You know Shavo is gonna baby you now... At least for today" John said smirking

"What do you mean?"

"Well he doesn't really trust you on your own especially since you're performing at a club tonight"

"Of course..." I said rolling my eyes jokingly. "It's fine, I appreciate his concern"

"You feeling good? That bruise on your head doesn't look too good" John pointed at my purple and blue forehead.

"Well waking up was a bit hard, turning my head kinda hurts. But I should be okay." 

Shavo walked in with a nurse following, she approached me and began inspecting my eyes and head.

"I don't think we can let you leave just yet... your neck seems to be majorly bruised on the back and your head is swollen" the nurse explained.

"'Oh come on, I'm fine" I said tensely.

"You could think that, but with the way your neck is looking, it might be broken"

"Will I ever get out then? Cause I really can't stay another night" I glared at her.

Shavo and John stood silently.

"How about this, I go home... Do what I need to do, and if it gets any worse, I'll come back. Please I just need to leave" 

At this point I was so close to just walking out no matter what her answer was.

The nurse sighed and handed me papers to sign, I grabbed the pen and quickly signed my name. I stood up grabbing my things and motioning Shavo and John out.

We dropped off John first since we were closer to his house, I didn't think he'd actually spend the night by my side.

"See ya John"  I waved

"Take it easy D"  He replied seriously.

Shavo steered onto the street and started heading the way to my house.

"I'm fine, prepping the Troubadour for tonight, you still coming?" K'noup finally texted back.

"Yeah, I'll be ready for tonight"  I replied

"Good, I'll see ya then"

I was getting nervous again, my confidence drained so quickly. I questioned everything, what if I start feeling pain as I sing, what if I pass out for some reason, what if I forgot a whole song. I could feel my neck throbbing, but no pain. It's only an hour, I'll be fine. I reassured myself.

"Hey I'm coming to the show tonight" Shavo said smiling.

"Oh really? thanks man... I appreciate it" I replied looking at him.

The fact that Shavo was coming to the show was adding more stress, I know he cares about me a lot and if he sees me even limp he will tell me to get off stage and go home to safety.

We arrived to my house, I opened the door and motioned Shavo on.

"Sit down, I'll get you whatever you need bro, just let me know"  Shavo made his way to my little "studio" as I call it and grabbed a bass and a guitar.

"I worked on a new line for a song possibly for the album..." He strummed me a melodic tune pretty soon I had drifted off letting Shavo continue.

-Time Skip-

I was awoken by Shavo calling my name from the living room, the smell of food filled my nose.

"Darooon" my name was dragged

I flinched at the light coming into my room and groaned loudly so Shavo could hear, I flipped my blanket and slowly got up, my back and neck still sore. I played the pain off and made my way to the kitchen, Shavo sat there eating the food he ordered.

"You got an hour and a half till your show" He said taking my food outta the bag.

My phone buzzed in the other room, I ignored it and began eating.

"After this we have to get going man" He continued. My phone started ringing again.  I walked over and answered,

"Daron?!"  Serj's accent rung into my ears

"Yeah?"

"Are you okay?!" He sounded scared

"Yeah man, I'm fine? What's going on?" I replied, he must've found out

"It's all over online Daron, why didn't you tell me you were in the hospital" he calmed down.

"I... didn't want to worry you?" Of course it's online.

"Daron, either way I would've been worried, you didn't respond to my text and I got so scared." He breathed heavy

"Serj, It's okay. I'm home, Shavo is taking care of me, it was just an accident. I'm fine, seriously, don't worry about it." I sighed

"You know I care about you, you know that when any of you guys gets hurt or in this case ends up in the hospital, I worry... Remember 2000? How worried I got, and it was just a sprained ankle?"

"Yeah, I remember. But I'm telling you now, I'm okay. Alright?" I replied.

"Please, all I ask is be careful and tell me when these things happen..."

"Got it... See ya Serj."

"Bye" Serj hung up.

Another reason I didn't want to tell Serj, he overreacts. He worries for us during these kinds of situation, like when I jumped on Shavo and John during a concert and my guitar hit Shavo's head, Serj sat with him for hours icing his head and asking if he's okay.

I set my phone down, not even bothering to see what bizarre stories the internet is coming up with, I got other things to worry about.