Wild and Running CH:5

Andy's POV

"Are they okay?" I ask again, the panic is clear in my voice.
The doctor gives us a stern look and I expect the worst of news but his serious look fades into a smile.
"You guys are lucky, you made it just in time, if you had been any later, the girl with the white and black tutu might have slipped into a coma due to blood loss and probably would have died. But like I said, you made it just in time."
I feel a veil of relief sweep over me. I look at Ashley and see his eyes light up like a child in a candy store, and his lips form into a smile.
"What room are they in?" he asks impatiantly, clearly unable to hold back his mixed emotion of relief and happiness, and because of this the doctor sort of laughed.
"They're in room 301, but we had to sedate them to preform the surgery and they're resting up now, so be quiet."
Ashley and I were the first ones to make it to their room. Both of them look like they were sleeping, still no pain present in each of their faces. They had cleaned off both of the girls' make-up and Rem looks so much different now. Her complection is perfect, her skin a beautiful shade of ivory just like mine and her eyes just fluttered closed. The rest of the guys came in a few minutes, Jake carrying CC on his back and Jinxx on the phone again with our tour manager, telling him to postpone our show to tomorrow. Even though the phone isn't on speaker, I can still hear our manager yelling loud enough to cause Jinxx to have to pull the phone away from his ear. I pull a chair next to Rem's bed and just sit there, trying to keep her company. My eye is draw to the IV which is hanging on sort of a metal thing on the other side of her bed. I follow the tube down and see it connected to just above her wrist. I examine her wrist closer to find something I hate to see on our fans.
"Hey guys, check this out." I say calling the guys over to Rem's bedside.
"What is it?" asks CC getting off of Jake's back.
I point to the scars lining her inner wrist. Jake looks down and Jinxx shakes his head.
"Why?" I hear him mutter under his breath.
"Why do people do this to themselves? what could have possibl-" my thought is cut short by a sudden realization. Their attackers. Those kind of people make me sick, people who stop at nothing to make the outcasts feel unwanted, like the world would be better off without them, some driven to suicide to escape the hellhole they call life. But although we can't stop those people from being the assholes that they are, we can prevent those people from getting to us. And from what i've been told on twitter, our songs have helped many people and stopped them from ending their lives.
A few minutes pass and none of us say anything. Suddenly Jinxx's phone rings causing him to leave the room, next I hear CC and Jake's stomachs growl so they leave to go to the hospital cafeteria.
Ashley and I decide to stay with the girls for a little longer.
"Are there any cuts on her wrists?" I ask Ashley.
He slowly examines both of her wrists and shakes his head. "No, nothing that I can see."
We stay silent for a couple more minutes until the silence is broken by someone groaning. I look back at Rem's bed to see her moving.
"Ashley, she's waking up, get the guys." I say excitedly. He responds with a nod of his head and steps out of the room to call the guys.
After Ashley leaves, Rem's beautiful eyes flutter open to reveal a beautiful blue color.
She looks around the room trying to gather her barrings. "Where am I?" she asks, her voice as pure and beautiful as the breeze.
"You're in the hospital, I brought you here, we found you and your friend knocked out in the parking lot of the Aftermath club." I say trying to help her understand her surroundings
She looks at me startled. "Andy Biersack?"