Rachel POV :||

"RACHEL?!" George shouts, running to me. I whimper at the pain. "Shit Rachel, what happened?" Paul ask. "Just get me to the god damn house." I say, leg throbbing. The walk seemed like forever.

Lana opens the front door, and gasp at the sight of my swollen up leg. "Is Rachel okay? Holy shit...." John says, dropping a glass of water. "Stop staring and get me to the fucking couch." I yell, wincing at the pain in my leg.

George sats me on the couch. Ringo runs into the kitchen and fixes me an ice pack. "I'll go call a docter!" John says, running to the phone. Paul walks outside to wait for someone to arrive. And George went to go sob.

That left me and Lana.

"I'm sorry, Lana. If I hadn't come, I wouldn't have fucked your life up." I sigh, staring at the ceiling. "You're damn right." Lana snarls, and goes back up to her room. I guess that left me in the living room, crying.

Ringo brings me the ice pack, and sats it on my leg. "Can you go talk to Lana for me?" I ask. Ringo nods, and heads up to Lana's room.

Written By Chandler.