*Carry On*

****Brian's POV****

I watch as Tempest lets out a long yawn and I can't help share in her exhaustion. Jimmy and I have been at the hospital for over twelve hours now and we still didn't have any answers. All I know is that Kaylyn refuses to see me and thinks that I put her here. How could she think that? I've never laid a fucking hand on her! Hell...I might even love the girl!

My eyes bulge slightly, my jaw locks, and my heart starts to race at my sudden realization. I love Kaylyn? Lucky, Jimmy and Tempest are too busy eye fucking each other to notice my state of panic. Do I really love her? Is that possible after I swore off ever loving someone again? Hell, just looking at her bruised face and knowing she has no idea who I am hurts worse then the shit that went down with Aubrey. Fuck, I do love her...what am I going to do if she never remembers me?

I run my hands over my face as I catch Tempest's contagious yawn. The pale and sanitary white walls feel like their closing in on me as I continue to panic. What I wouldn't give for a smoke and a cup of coffee, I think as my eyes linger on Kaylyn's weak form in front of me. With each passing second of looking at the bruising on her face I feel my anger rising. I need to get out of here...

Tempest yawns again and I seize the opportunity. "Can I get you a coffee?" I ask before speeding out of the room.

I am seriously going to kill that motherfucker if I ever see him! How dare he come to my bus after one of my shows looking to start shit! How the hell did he even know where we were, let alone Kaylyn? Is he some type of sick and twisted stalker? And what gave him the right to lay a hand on her?! She didn't belong to him, not after her chose to abandon Kaylyn and her unborn child. These thoughts have been flooding my mind since I sat down in the waiting room and they won't go away. I can't get over the fact that I wasn't there to protect her. This is all my fault!

I find myself outside of the UCLA Medical Center with a cigarette in my hand and a mind full of regret. I know that I should have went after Matt when I saw him lead Kaylyn away. What the hell was I thinking? Since when was a meet and greet more important than my personal life. Sure, I loved our fans but I had to draw the line somewhere.

"Haner. Haner...HANER! FUCKING PICK UP!" My phone screams in my pocket with Matt's voice. I really should reconsider having the guys record their own ringtones...I almost forget how fucking annoying they are and then it happens again.

"Haner," I sigh, pinching the bridge of my nose as I answer. I take in a slow drag as Matt explodes with question after question.

"What's going on? Is Kaylyn alright? I filed a report on her douche bag ex for a restraining order. When are you guys coming back? We need to head out soon!" Matt says, his voice flying a mile a minute. Fuck, Shads I'm too exhausted to deal with you on speed...

"She has a bad case of amnesia and they haven't told me anything besides that. Oh, and did I mention she has no idea who we are and thinks I did this!" I hiss into the phone, pacing in the afternoon sun. I am beyond exhausted but I know that I couldn't sleep even if I tried.

On the other end of the line I hear a loud bang before Matt speaks again. "I'm going to kill that asshole if we ever see his face again!" He rages and I scoff.

"You and me both," I blow out a cloud of smoke before putting out the butt with my boots. As I look down at my foot, I notice that I'm still in my stage attire. No wonder everyone is looking at me like I'm crazy. I'm dressed as Synyster Gates... "They called in her best friend...Tempest or something so hopefully we can get her on her feet and be on our way by tonight."

"Keep me updated, I'll call the next show if we need to." Matt is awful concerned for his employee. He never cancels shows, even when he's sick. That bastard better not be making the moves towards my girl!

"Yep," I say, popping the 'p'. "Talk to you later, Shads."

Not realizing what I'm doing, I walk like a zombie down to the coffee cart and order three large coffees. I hope to fucking god Tempest likes her coffee black because I'm not about to order some latte shit. I take a sip of the black goddess and let out a sigh of relief as a small surge of caffeine hits me. Now maybe I can sit and wait for Kaylyn to wake up without killing someone.

As I walk back up to her room, I can't help but notice a large and extravagant flower arrangement that says 'Im sorry' on the edge of the nurses station. I lean in to read the small card and my blood boils.

Kay,
I'm sorry for everything. I didn't mean for you to get hurt in all this. I'm sorry and I love you. Please call me.
Xoxo Alex

I scoff and knock the flower arrangement on the floor as I pass, ignoring the shattering glass and loud gasps. Now put those fucking flowers where they belong, in the trash! I'm already fuming but what I hear when I walk back into Kaylyn's rooms sets me off again.

"Oh, so you know Alex?" Kaylyn asks Jimmy. I'm thankful that she is sitting up and awake but why does she remember Alex and not me? Now I'm really going to kill him!

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" I shout from the door while juggling three cups of coffee. I storm into room and slam the coffees down on the table tray. "That asshole is the person who put you in here!"

"He would never do that, but you obviously have an anger issue!! " Kaylyn starts. I have an anger issue? Well if you fucking knew what that bastard did to you then you would too! "Who the hell are you and why won't you leave me alone?!" she snaps back and pushes a finger into my chest.

I scoff and clench my jaw, not noticing that I'm pacing again. How can I get it through that beautifully thick scull of hers that I'm not the one that did this to her? I fucking love her! I feel my heart breaking as I realize she still has no memory of me. I fight the anger surging through my veins and make my way over to her side, kneeling done to look into her beautiful brown orbs.

"I'm Brian and I- I'm your boyfriend," I urge in a pleading tone, trying to calm myself. I have to remember that this is not her fault. I want to grab her and kiss her to make her look at me the same way as she used to, but I know she'd just beat the shit out of me. Come on, Kay, please remember....Her eyes dart away from mine and towards Tempest.

"Tempe is that true?!?" she questions and Tempest nods. She pulls out her phone and shows her something that causes that pretty little mouth to drop. Kaylyn swallows thickly before looking back at me with an unreadable expression.

"It's true..." She whispers, her voice shaking slightly. It hurts to see her look so terrified at the thought of dating me. "So...we're together...and I work for your band?" She asks, trying to make sense of everything.

"Yes," I say softly and risk reaching out to take her hand. Kaylyn's body stiffens for a moment before she lets her fingers intertwine with mine. "My band mates Zacky Vengeance and Matt Sanders hired you to help me after my break up with Aubrey," I continue, shocked that I can speak this openly about that whole situation. It's like it doesn't hurt compared to Kaylyn not knowing me.

"And you two banged like animals on the first day," Jimmy laughs, receiving a raised brow from Tempest. "But then Zacky fired you and Brian went off the deep end!" Kaylyn's eyes are on Jimmy as he speaks, trying to remember. "I sent you to Vegas after him and you two fell in love!" Jimmy sang, receiving a giggle from Tempest. "Any-who...Tempty, can I offer yup a cigarette and a trip to the vending machine?" My best friend bends low into a graceful bow before taking Tempest's arm tearing her out of the room before she could answer. "I'll sing you the nut song!"

I look back at Kaylyn to see her jaw dropped and a look of confusion on her face. "He is really weird for a priest..." She muses and I can't help but laugh.

"He's not a priest," I say with a small smile, giving her hand a squeeze. "Jimmy's just a big goofball and he loves you too..." I gap realizing my words as Kaylyn knits her brow.

"You love me?" She gasps, her beautiful eyes wide and in shock.

I take in a slow deep breath, trying to find my voice. Maybe if I tell her, she'll remember something...anything. It hurts to much knowing that she has no idea who I am and doesn't have any feelings for me right now. "Yes, Kaylyn...I-I love you..." I say softly before gently touching my lips to hers.

Notes

The cat is out of the bag? Will Kaylyn remember him? Or will she beat the shit out of him? What are Jimmy and Tempest doing!?