***Matt's POV***


I sat in the driveway with my hands on the steering wheel. Out of the corner of my eye I could see one I the cops walkin over to me. I rolled down the window.

"Well we found him, he was hiding in one of the spare rooms" The officer explained.

"Oh okay" I said trying to sound optimistic. Morgan was on my mind though. I was worried. I was scared. I just wanted to hold her in my arms and kiss her head. I wanted to smell the fresh smell of her perfume. I wanted to run my fingers through her hand. Thoughts of want flooded my mind. Then the worst thought came, what if that was the last time I would ever see Morgan. No. No. No. I told myself.

"Yeah, well anyways I hope everything works out between you and your girlfriend. No one deserved this" the officer said as he placed a hand on my shoulder before walking away.

I sat in the driveway for a couple minutes longer. Morgans jeep smelt like her perfume. It was soothing. I looked around and in the console she had a number of mix tapes along with different sticky notes. Most of which were reminders to do homework assignments. One was a reminder to send in her application for college, which suddenly made me remember, she was going to Northeastern in the fall. Who know's what will happen in the time between then.

I picked up one of the CD cases, on the front there was a abstract design with a quote in the middle;

"The future is unwritten"

Below it was the name Joe Strummer. On the bottom right corner it was signed by her.

"Wow" I whispered to myself with a smile on my face, she's an amazing artist.

I picked up another CD case, which had the same design with a different quote that read;

"It's not really my problem if they think I'm weird" -Sid Vicious.

Both of the CD's consisted of songs from bands like, The Clash, Sex Pistols, Rancid, Bad Religion, Ramones, The Misfits, Sham 69, Social Distortion, The Exploited, some other punk bands and of course, Avenged Sevenfold.

After I finished lookin at the CD's I put one in the player and drove off while listening to the Sex Pistols:

I've seen you in the mirror when the story began
And I fell in love with you I love your mortal sin
Your brains are locked away but I love your company
I only ever leave you when you got no money
I got no emotions for anybody else
You better understand I'm in love with myself,
Myself, my beautiful self
no feelings

I drove through the pouring rain back towards Morgans beach house which was the next town over.

~~~

I pushed through the front door, the guys were where I had left them.

The guys eyes widened as they looked at me. I was still stained in blood from Morgan's wounds.

"What the hell happened?" Brian asked, his face turning a pale shade.

I sat down in a chair and explained the story to them, beginning to end. They all had the same reactions: they were shocked and wanted to beat the shit out of Andrew. They were quite pleased when I told them that he was taken away in handcuffs.

"Well should we go see Morgan?" Jimmy asked.

"I'd love to but they might not let us in" I sighed.

"Well we could try, worst comes to worst we'll sit in a hospital waiting room all day" Zacky said with a grin.

I let out a small laugh.

"We should get Morgan a get well present" Brian suggested.

"Hey, now that's a good idea!" Jimmy shouted happily.

"Are there even any stores around here?" I laughed.

"I don't know, but we have a car" Jimmy smiled widely as he grabbed the keys from me and twirled them on his finger.

"Okay then, lets go" I said as I got up, "let me just go change"

"Yeah you better go do that" Brian teased.

I raced up the stairs and up to our room. I threw off my blood stained tshirt and put on another one, along with my black leather jacket. Morgan still had my other jacket. I then went into Morgans closet, figuring she probably needed clothes too. I pulled a Joe Strummer tshirt off of the hanger, recalling the quote of his that she had on the CD. I went into her drawer and grabbed a pair of gym shorts, along with a bra and underware for her. I looked around the room and grabbed her phone as well. I tossed the items into a bag and went quickly raced downstairs, all the guys were waiting at the door.

"Ready?" Zacky smiled.

"Lets go" I said as I walked out the door and to the car.

~~~

We drove around town visiting in numerous stores. By the end of our shopping spree, we had gotten Morgan a teddy bear, a box of chocolates, flowers, a sweatshirt that said Boston Red Sox on it, a bunch of small trinkets that we picked up at numerous check out counters and last but not least a bunch of different pins and badges with punk band logos on them.

"As far as gifts go, this has to be one of the crappiest" I laughed.

"Hey, we tried. There are no stores in Massachusetts" Brian reassured me.

"Someone really needs to make a 'Get Well' store with get well gifts in it" Jimmy suggested.

"Life would be easier that way" Zacky sighed.

"But life isn't easy" I finished his statement.

We drove towards the hospital. I walked through the doors first, and greeted the lady at the front desk.

"Hi, I'm here to see Morgan Stoermer"

The lady looked through her computer and eventually replied, "she's in the ICU, so the doctors might not let you see her but you can sit in the waiting room."

"Thanks" I said as I walked towards the elevator with the guys following behind me.

We went up to the ICU and took a seat in the waiting room. The chairs were hard and uncomfortable, the floor was white tile and there was constant beeping. The doors swished open constantly.

Typical hospital, I thought to myself as I observed everything.

"Hi, can I help you?" A lady from the front desk said

I quickly lifted myself up and walked over to her, "uhm, hi I'm here for Morgan Stoermer or... To see her at least, I was told to come up here from the lady downstairs"

"Yes, Morgan is here, I don't know if you'll be able to see her just yet but I think she's being moved to a regular room later today possibly."

"Okay thank you" I smiled at her as I walked back over the guys and took a seat in the hard chair.

We sat there in silence for 3 hours. The only thing on my mind was Morgan.

I noticed a doctor push through the doors and walk towards us.

"Which one of you is Matt?" He greeted us.

I say forward and slightly raised my had.

"Come with me" He stated as I got up and walked behind him, "Morgan described you perfectly"

"Really? What'd she say" I smiled.

"Her exact words were, 'he's tall, muscular arms, covered in tattoos, lip ring, gauges, probably wearing a tshirt with some heavy metal band on it and he has dimples when he smiles'" the doctor laughed, "but she pretty much described all of your friends as well"

"Yeah" I laughed slightly as we walked down a hallway and entered an office. The doctor went behind his desk and I sat down in a chair in front of it.

"Anyways, I'm Dr.Reynolds" He introduced himself as he offered his hand for me to shake it, "I just want to inform you of Morgans injuries and what her recovery could be liked

'Could' I winced at that word. What the fuck does that mean.

"Okay" I nodded.

"So first off, the wounds from the stabbing. They were mainly in her lower left abdominal region. There were 3 stabs, from what we can tell. One of them punctured her appendix, causing it to burst. The other 2 were both flesh wounds."

"Her appendix burst?" I restated.

"Yes, rupture if you will. Luckily she got in here in time for us to quickly take it out through surgery."

I nodded, letting him know that I was listening.

"You see the appendix is useless, and holds poisonous chemicals, when it ruptures those chemicals can flow throughout the stomach, which is deadly and causes severe pain. Luckily Morgan's appendix wasn't completely burst." The doctor sighed as he adjusted his glasses, "that could perhaps be why she was in so much pain. Anyways, next, she has a severe concussion. There is a cut on the side of her left head, from impact of something hard, along with a smaller cut on the right. That isn't too severe, but she will experience headaches and migraines from the concussion, and will possible need to seek treatment for that"

I sighed loudly. That son of a bitch, if I ever saw him he was dead for doing this to Morgan and putting her in this pain.

The doctor continued, "she also has a sprained wrist, which she will need to wear a brace with, no big deal compared to her other injuries really." He paused to fix his glasses once again, "and finally for the major injuries, she has a herniated disc in her lower back. This can't be treated but physical therapy and some Advil will surly cut down on the pain"

I shifted in the chair, my eyebrows were furrowed.

"And finally, she had numerous cuts and bruises all over her body."

I nodded not sure what to say to this news.

"She will be on various medicines to help her, but the one this she will need is love, care and support. Does she get that alot?" He asked.

"Well, her parents dies a couple years ago, but I'm her boyfriend so-" I began to explain as the doctor cut me off

"Then she needs you." He stated, looking me in the eyes, "she could experience some minir symptoms of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. She needs someone who she can trust, and go to. She needs someone who will be there to care for her day and night."

I nodded my head, "you have my word doc" I smiled slightly.

He began to stand up as he took my hand and shook it, "I wish you the best of luck"

I walked out before him and down the hallway away from the waiting room. Tears were flowing down my face. I couldn't handle it, Morgan was forced to suffer like this because of some asshole.

My face was wet from the tears as I wiped them away. I slowly walked back to the waiting room to sit with the guys.

"What was that about?" Brian asked.

"Morgans injuries" I sighed.

"Oh... What are they like?" He asked.

"Awful." I groaned.
Brian rolled his eyes, thinking the same thing I was; Andrew.