Brian’sPOV

“Yeah, yeah I got it, Larry,” I sighed, standing in the hospital lobby with my cell phone pressed to my ear. “Yes, I’ll tell them we need to hit the road in the morning… I know we can’t afford to cancel another show.” I pinched the bridge of my nose as our manager kept rambling away in my ear. In all honesty, my head wasn’t at all in the conversation with Larry, it was with the girl who just had her skin graphed back together upstairs.

“Give Kady my best,” Larry said. “I know that it’s hard to have someone you care about hurt. But Brian, we have to move on, even if Fatal Façade pulls out of the festival.”

Did he think I didn’t know that? “Yes, Larry,” I sighed, even though I knew I would do everything in my power to keep Kady with us. “I gotta go, I’ll keep in touch,” I said before ending the call. I just couldn’t take any more of the logistics right now.

Without missing a beat, I pulled out my pack of Marlboros and lit up. I needed my bi-hourly dose of nicotine to help me get through this hellish evening. As I took a drag my mind was plagued with the image of Kady’s body slumped against the wall that was covered in her own blood. My first thought was that she had been stabbed but it ended up being just as fucking bad. I recalled feeling helpless as I cradled her semi-conscious body in my arms as the paramedics arrived. All I could say was that Caleb was fucking luck that I was too preoccupied with his sister to beat his ass. Oh, how I would have liked to leave him laying dead in the middle of that dirt parking lot. I swear if he showed his face here tonight, I would beat the living piss out of him. How the hell could he lay a hand on his sister? It was disgusting and I now had a newfound hatred for the guy. What kind of drugs did he take to make him think that beating the shit out of Kady was okay? There was no way I was going to let Kady go back with him.

I shook my head and put out my cigarette with my boot. I just hoped for Kady’s sake that the fucker wouldn’t show up.She didn’t need that on top of her emergency surgery to piece the skin on the back of her head together. I let out a low sigh before heading back into the hospital.
“Hey,” Ryn said, catching up to me in the hallway juggling multiple cups of coffee in her hands: it had been a long ass night for everyone. We had all seen too much of the emergency room for the past two weeks and Johnny was convinced that the members of Fatal Façade were cursed. That little shit was bound and determined to stay away from anything and everything that had to do with the band. “How are you holding up?”

I looked down at the little blonde-haired woman, giving her a weak grin as I ignored her question. “How is she?” I asked, though I already knew the answer. When Kady came out of surgery an hour ago, the doctor told us that she would stay sedated for a few hours to restrict her movement. They said the sedation would help stop the swelling in her surgical sight so that they could check the state of her concussion when she woke up.

“Actually, Zacky just texted me and said that she was waking up,” Ryn said with a small smile. “She is the most stubborn bitch I know, won’t even stay asleep under all those drugs. I guess the doctors are doing the concussion test now,” she chuckled.

As soon as the words ‘she was waking up’ left Ryn’s mouth, I was jogging down the hallway to the elevator. I had to see her and make sure that she was okay. Frantically pressing the call button, I heard as small chuckle next to me.

“You got here so much faster than me. They should give you a fucking metal that reads ‘most determined bastard’,” Ryn teased. Damn she reminded me of Zacky when she said shit like that. I guess it was a good thing they were together.

“Shut it, Casewell,” I scoffed, shaking my head as the metal doors slowly pulled open. I tapped my foot as I impatiently waited for the metal death trap to move. It felt like it took centuries for the door to close and all I could do was picture those beautiful blue eyes opening without me there. “Hurry the fuck up!”

“Calm down, Haner,” Ryn said with a smile as she handed me a cup of coffee. “She’s not going anywhere right now and guys are with her. Kads in good hands.”

“But I’m supposed to be with her!” I urged, not caring that the woman next to me was looking at me in disgust. “Im supposed to be there when she wakes up, not fucking Sander or Baker!”
The elevator doors opened on the fifth floor moments later and I flew down the hallway. I had to be there when Kady woke up but I was sadly disappointed. As soon as I reached Kady’s door, I heard her light musical laughter filling the room, causing a small smile to pull over my lips. She looked beautiful even with bandages on her head and it was comforting to see her up and talking.

“So now you owe me, Parker,” Matt chuckled, leaning over the side of the bed with her small hand in his. “You crashed my whole party and backed out of our agreement!”

“Oh, yeah, I did this to intentional screw you over, Dimples. It was all part of my big bitching master plan to make you pay for pissing me off.” Kady raised her brow and smirked wickedly at Matt but he did see the humor in her words. “Oh lighten up! I promise that I will still give Haner the two minutes of my time that you begged for…not that I’ll really have a choice trapped in this bed,” she joked before looking thoughtful. “Though, he did already use one of them.” Matt gave her a pointed look. “What? Fine…”

So Matt was planning to have her meet me tonight? Is that why the bus was dark and there were candles lit when I raced to grab my wallet before jumping into the ambulance? That sly fucking dog! Like Red would have bought that line of crap for one minute. She would have sniffed it out and bolted before even stepping foot on the bus. Kady wasn’t like any other girl that I had dated; she wasn’t about the glamour and glitz of dating me. She was just herself and liked to keep things simple.

“After all, the dick did make sure I didn’t die back there,” she chuckled. “And don’t think I didn’t know you were trying to set me up!” She added, narrowing her eyes and pointing her finger at him. I was glad to see she was still her usual smart ass self, though I could see the pain that she was hiding in her eyes.

“Me set you up? Never,” Matt said, holding his hands up in defense. “Though I am digging this new look you’ve got going on. You would put even Zacky V to shame. I can’t wait to see what the fan girls say about this one! I’ll fucking pull up twitter now!”

“Fuck you, those bitches think I’m sexy as fuck,” she laughed after a look of panic subsided from her face.

In order to reconstruct the skin on the side and back of her head, the doctor had to shave part of her hair to get to the skin. So right now, half of Kady’s head was shaved while the other side remained long red locks. It gave her a really edgy and heavy rock kind of look.

“I think it’s sexy as hell,” I said with a smirk as I leaned on doorframe with my arms crossed. “Finally makes you look like a real metal screamer.” Kady’s blue eyes instantly met mine and I could swear I saw a small smile at pull at her lips.

“Yeah that and all the stitches you’ll have when they take off the bandages,” Zacky added, looking up from his phone as Ryn entered the room. “Looks bad ass, if you ask me.”

“So what you kiss asses are trying to tell me is that it looks fucking awful?” Kady smirked, her eyes not leaving mine. I missed this kind of attention from Red. “How thoughtful of you…” She reached over and pulled up the mirror that was built into the ancient tray table. I walked into the room and took a seat opposite Matt as she looked over her head with a look of concern written all over her face.

“Well, if you’re that concerned about it, Kad, they do make wigs,” Matt said sarcastically though I could see that he had sparked a thought in her mind. “How about blue? That would be fucking sick…or jet black…that could be sexy.”

“Keep your dick in your pants, Sanders. Don’t you have a girlfriend?” Kady snapped. She didn’t catch the sad look that fell over Matt’s face as Ryn continued.

“And since when are you guys the stylists?” Ryn asked, pointing a finger between us. “That’s my motherfucking job, so back off!” she jokingly warned as we all burst out laughing. I pulled my coffee cup to my lips and took a sip of the delicious black goddess, watching as Kady flipped her hair over the bandaged side of her head. She winced lightly before continuing.

“Maybe I should change my name to Franken Bride,” Kady mused thoughtfully as Marley erupted with a snore from the corner. When the ambulance pulled up, the dude was already fucking trashed and he insisted on coming with us to the hospital. Fitz puked his brains out half of the way here and fell asleep shortly after they took Kad in for surgery. And honestly, I was thankful that I didn’t have to deal with him. Fitzgerald and I didn’t see eye-to-eye on things, Kady in particular. “I think they guys might be more turned on when they see this,”she pointed to her head. “If my name were more badass. Franken Bride has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it Ryn?”

Ryn smirked and shook her head at the little spitfire. “No, I think we should stay with what the fans no. Though, we could find you a jacket with a Franken Bride on the back if you’d like.”
“Well how else am I supposed to get laid if no one understands this new monstrosity on the side of my head?” Kady raged, trying to sit up fully. She bit her lip in pain before realizing defeat and sinking back down to her semi-seated position. “I fucking look like a monster!”

“You’re still beautiful,” I whispered to her as I set my hand on top of hers and threw her a wink. Kady’s eyes turned on me and stared me down before a small smirk fell over her face. What? I cant tell the woman I love that she looks beautiful? Kadence Parker was definitely not like any other girl I had ever fallen for. She mockingly patted my hand as she lightly shook her head.

“You’re such a lying sack of shit, Haner, you know that?” she said, causing Matt, Zacky, and Ryn to look at us with questioning looks. “Anyway, what do you think about me getting the stitches tattooed on my head once they heal? Then can I change my name?” she continued without missing a beat.

“You cant change your name, Kad,” Ryn said, taking a seat on Zacky’s lap. “But if you want the tattoos when the doctor gives you the all clear, I don’t see a problem. You’re already heavily inked, so what’s one more? The male fans in particular seem to be enjoying it.”

Kady snorted before she looked back over at me. “So where the hell is the rest of my band?” she asked bluntly, my jaw dropping slightly. Did she not remember who the hell put her here? She had to be fucking mental if she was wondering where her brother is. “I see Marles over there passed out in his usual drunken stupor, but what about the other two block head.” Yep, she was fucking crazy.

My eyes wander between the guys before I sighed heavily. “Like hell if I know,” I spat, angry that she would even want to talk to her brother after what he did to her. “As usual, Gunnar was nowhere to be found and your brother,” I hissed. “We left him talking with the cops.”

Kady forced herself to lean forward and narrowed her eyes on me. “I told you it was all a misunderstanding,” she hissed in a deadly tone. “If you all want to keep your dicks, you better make sure he is not in trouble for this! I provoked him and deserved what I got!” she hissed, her blue eyes dark and threatening. In any other circumstance I would have been extremely turned on by her demanding demeanor.

“If you think I’m going to sit back and let him get away with beating the shit out of you, you’ve got another thing coming,” I fought back, my eyes becoming dark with anger. “You are not his fucking punching bag for when his temper gets out of control. What the hell could you have done to deserve this?” I raged, motioning to her head.

“Mind your own damn business, Haner. You don’t have to be here if you don’t like it!” Kady grabbed the front of my leather jacket with one hand. “And I don’t give a flying fuck if you love me, care about me, or whatever, you don’t talk shit about my family.” Her tone was deadly as I pulled away from her grip.

“So now I’m the fucking bad guy?” I snapped back as I stood up, my chair falling backwards. “I’m so sorry that I saved you life and that I care about you! Why the hell cant you just get off your high horse and fucking forgive me?!”

“I think we should go grab something to eat,” Matt said, motioning to Zacky and Ryn to leave the room. “Maybe we can find out where Jimmy ran off to…”

“Forgive you for what? Deciding I wasn’t worth fighting for? You fucking made your choice when you left me at the fucking hospital with Marley, dickwad!” Kady’s eyes were raging with anger. “So grill up that decision and eat it because it’s not going to change now!”

“I told you I was sorry and that I was being a fucking chicken shit coward!” I took a step toward her in the bed, my eyes pleading with her. “You cant fucking tell me that you don’t feel anything when you look at me! That would be a bold face lie for both of us and you damn well know it!”
Kady scoffed and shook her head, her arms weakly crossing her chest. “You cant tell me that you dont have feeling for me anymore can you?” I asked a little softer, moving to the side of her bed. “If I didn’t care about you, Kad, I wouldn’t have come to your rescue tonight. I would have fucking called the cops and went on with my way.” Kady turned her head away from me and gently reached up and pulled her chin back towards me. “I dropped everything I was supposed to be doing tonight to come with you and make sure that you are okay. I couldn’t fucking live with myself if something happened to you on my watch.”

Kady blinked her beautiful blue orbs at me before looking up at the ceiling. “I’m sorry I’m such a fucking inconvenience….You can leave now….” Was that a frown on her face? Did she really think I was going to up and leave after all that we’ve been through? No fucking way was I walking away now.

“Now way, baby, you’re fucking stuck with me,” I said with a cocky smirk before I leaned in and pressed my lips to hers. I was slightly surprised when she instantly opened up and allowed out tongues to dance. I felt the chemistry explode between us as her hands moved to my hair. Damn I had missed this, though I wasn’t sure if this meant that she actually forgave me.

“Kady?” I slowly pulled out of our intense kiss, my eyes lingering on hers for a moment before I looked at the new visitor.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”

Notes

Who interuped Brian and Kady's kiss? Do you think she finally forgave Brian and that they are going to get back together? How is Caleb dealing with all this? Where the hell is he?