The next day, Leah woke up to find Brandon not in bed next to her which instantly worried her. She searched around the house, but to no avail. She soon gave up and tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail. Now she was really worried. The only thing that happened last night, to her knowledge
,was some glass seen on his left arm. She held her head in her hands and hopped for the best. Just then someone called her phone. She didn't recognize the number but she answered anyway thinking that this could help find out what happened.

Leah: Hello...

Brandon's mom: Hello is this... uh... Leah Van Dale? My son's girlfriend?

Leah: Yes. Yes it is!

Brandon's mom: Well He's doing alright now, but there was a little bit more than just a scrape from the glass he was but through.

Leah: Wh- What are we talking about?

Brandon's mom: Possible slightly injured ribs, he suffered a concussion from the fall into the house. He was also complaining about his leg hurting. Safe to say I don't think he's gonna wrestle for a while.

Leah nearly cried but held herself together.

Leah: Dang, that sucks. He was over as hell with the fans too. When can I come see him?

Brandon's mom: I don't know maybe a few hours, they're doing surgery as we speak.

Leah: Ok, tell him I'll be waiting on the other side.

Brandon's mom: Ok.

The phone hung up. Leah sat back against the headboard of the bed, head in her knees, and started crying. She knew everything they had gone through to get to this moment. She asked herself if it was all worth it sitting in silence for at least 30 minutes before the phone rang again. It was Rebecca.

Leah: B-Becks? Is that you?

Becky: Yeah... I heard what happened to him... I'm so sorry.

Leah: Don't be. It was all my fault. I shouldn't have found favor in that 7 foot freak show. I knew he'd get mad if we broke up, but I didn't him to go beyond that point.

Becky: Leah, it 100% isn't your fault. Things don't work out sometimes. You and Will broke up, I respect that, but what I don't respect is some 7 foot tall disgrace of a human being running around and beating up superstars that piss him off. Especially if that superstar is my friend. Listen... if you two still needed an ally, consider that spot filled... I'm in.

Leah's face brightened up.

Leah: Thanks Becky... I mean it.

Becky: No problem mate. So... See you at work tomorrow?

Leah: You bet!

The two said their goodbyes as Leah got ready to visit her man in the hospital.

The drive was a hard one to make, but she eventually made it to the hospital he was staying at.

She sighed as she got out of the car and walked to the front desk to check in.

Leah: Hi I'm here as a visitor.

Receptionist: Hello, who are you here to see.

Leah: Um... Brandon Bazil...

Receptionist: oook... there, your in. Give one of our doctors a moment and he will escort you to his room.

Leah: Thank you.

She sat down in the waiting room hoping all had gone well. 30 minutes later, a doctor did in fact lead her to the room where her man was stationed. When she opened the door, her eyes widened with joy as indeed laying there on the bed was Brandon admittedly taking things better than she thought he would.

Brandon: Leah!

Leah rushed in for a hug that lasted for a while.

Leah: Hey! You feeling alright?

Brandon: Well... I am now.

Leah: Well, I'm here now. I always will be.

The two let go.

Leah: How long until you can get out of this predicament?

Brandon: Well before you came in they said something around 30 minutes.

Leah: Really?

Brandon: Yeah.

Leah: and the verdict..

Brandon: 6 months.

Leah: No...

Brandon only nodded

Leah once again fought back tears as she continued.

Leah: You gonna need help getting out of here?

Becky: Actually, that's what I was here for, but hey the more the merrier.

Leah looked up to see Rebecca sitting down in a chair at the other side of the room. She slowly walked over towards her with a look of hate on her face.

Leah: Here to steal him from me are you?
She whispered so that he couldn't hear.

Becky: I already told ya. We had our time, and it didn't work out. I'm just here for support as a friend.

Leah: Yeah... sure... that's what they all say.

Leah paused before slapping her dead in the face. She walked up to Brandon and said...

Leah: Don't worry about me... we're through

Brandon: Wait what.. Leah!!

Leah: IF YOU TWO WANT TO HAVE YOUR LITTLE RELATIONSHIP BACK, THEN GO AND F***KING HAVE IT!!

Leah screamed before walking out of the room.
Brandon didn't know what to think, he was stuck in the middle of all this.
A doctor walked in soon after.

Doctor: So... I guess you're ready to be discharged?

Brandon: Yeah... yeah I am...

30 minutes later Brandon left with Rebecca following behind him.

When they arrived at his house after a long flight, Brandon unlocked the front door and walked inside. After taking a shower, he was relaxing in his Man cave working on new songs for the new year coming up. Rebecca, who had been watching TV in the living trying to forget about what transpired, soon walked up to his door and knocked.

Brandon: What do you want?

Becky: I just want to talk.

Brandon sighed.

Brandon: Come in.

She slowly came in and sat down on a sofa.

Brandon: Why... why did you have rui-

Becky: I DIDN'T RUIN ANYTHING!

there was a brief silence.

Becky: I'm only doing what a friend does... stick by his side. No matter what!

Brandon: I got a feeling someone was jealous.

Becky: Jealous? Nah man... I would never be... okay maybe I was.

Brandon: I freaking new it!

Becky: Nothing personal right.

Brandon only stared.

Brandon: great... JUST GREAT!! I just lost the woman of my life, and your coming at me with some "nothing personal"... perfect.

Becky: I didn't mean for things to escalate to this man.

Brandon: Well it has, and maybe another relationship should end.

Becky: R-Really...
She nearly cried.

Brandon: it's only best... I'm sorry

Becky: No... I'm sorry.

She said as she super-kicked him out of his chair and to the floor. She looked over her handy work then left the house happy with what she had done.