Alex looked at me, frightened. Lisa sounded angry, and an angry bitch is not a good bitch. Alex slowly proceeded over to her, probably scared she was gonna rack him or something. Lisa grabbed him arm and dragged him out of the room, leaving me in my bed scared for Alex's health.

Who knew what that girl was gonna do to him.

After 15 minutes, Alex came back in looking like he had been crying. He Sat down, not looking at me.

"What happened?" I asked softly, not wanting to upset him more. He didn't say anything. He placed something small on my lap and when I looked at it, I saw that it was the ring. I picked it up and looked at it. It was really pretty, its huge diamond shimmering from the light next to me.

"It's o-"

"No it's not! Do you realize why she did this?" Alex yelled, cutting me off. I shook my head. "She thinks I'm in love with you and not her! She thinks that I'm fucking you behind her back! All of this is because of you Jack! You made the woman I love give me back the ring that was going to bind us together forever!" I shriveled down into my pillows, afraid to speak. He stood up and threw the chair.

"I hate you." He snarled, before walking out of the room, and a concerning looking Zack came in after him. I was already in tears, so Zack pretty much knew what had went down. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to me, pulling me into a hug.

We sat there for what seemed like forever because I couldn't stop the tears.

Zack and Rian stayed overnight, even with my protests. They didn't want to leave me. Rian and I brainstormed some ideas for songs while Zack stayed on his phone, texting away like a maniac. He was probably texting Mary, no doubt. This boy was gonna get himself hurt.

I was released from the hospital after a week, and it hurt like hell to walk. My legs wobbled, making me look like a newborn baby deer, and Zack ended up carrying me to the car. We got a hotel room so I could get used to being out of the hospital and my new knee.

*

"Where's Alex?" I asked. It had been a week since we saw him, and we couldn't leave without him. Can't be All Time Low without the lead singer. I mean, Zack could fill in for him, but i don't think the fans would be happy.

"Probably drinking somewhere. We'll see him sooner or later." Rian said, not looking up from his phone.

"We need him sooner rather than later. We need to get back on tour." I stated, grabbing his phone from him. He looked at me, obviously frustrated.

"Look, you need to continue to rest. Alex needs a break as well. there's a lot of stress going on for Alex between you, Lisa, and the tour. You both deserve the breaks you're being given." I sighed and threw his phone at him. I grabbed my crutches and started for the door.

"Where are you going?"

"To find someone who cares." I slammed the door shut with the strength I had, and began looking for Zack. I couldn't drive myself, so he wa the next person I could go to.

It was ridiculous how much I still cared for Alex, even after everything he's done to me. He's tore my heart out of my chest, ripped it to shreds, and stuck what left of it there was back inside my chest. On top of that he jacked up my knee even more. He's hurting me. He's been hurting me, even when we were dating. He would sometimes pretend like I didn't exist. It would go on like that for a couple of days, and he eventually came back to me drunk, saying he loved me. I loved him so much, so so much. I would be perfectly fine with him coming back. I would welcome him with open arms. But not anymore. I can't handle it. No, I won't handle it. I've been hurt too much by this man. I'm not going to be anymore.

A tear slipped down my cheek, and soon my vision was blurred by millions of tiny water droplets. I tried to stop moving so I could wipe my tears and ended up tripping on my left crutch. I landed on the floor hard, and I couldn't catch my breath. Pain erupted through out my leg, and that added onto all the pain I was feeling already. The tears were rolling down my cheeks and into my ears, but I couldn't move. I was pathetic. A pathetic waste of space.

Why was I still here? Nobody wants me anymore.

I'm not worthy of living anymore.

I rolled onto my back and stared at the ceiling.

"Pathetic." I whispered. My phone buzzed and I grabbed it out of my jacket pocket.

"Hello?" I mumbled, trying to calm myself. It wasn't working.

"Jack where are you? Are you okay? Rian said you had left the room." Zack's voice yelled through the tiny speaker.

"I'm on the floor."

"Jack, Jesus! Are you on our floor?"

"I don't know anymore."

"Okay, just stay there I'm coming to get you. I'm in the lobby. Just, stop crying." Zack sounded frantic. I probably scared him to death.

It's not like he should care. I'm a waste of human life. Alex knows it, Rian knows it. Why can't Zack see it?

I was laying on the floor for about five more minutes before Zack ran up to me and got me up.

"Are you okay?" He kept asking over and over again. He sat me up against the wall and squared down in front of me. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Five."

"Oh thank god. No concussion. What were you thinking?!"

"I went to go find you so we could go find Alex, but I lost my crutch and I fell." I lied. I wasn't gonna tell him I was crying over Alex and I tripped like an idiot.

"Alex is fine. I just went to see him. He's at the Waffle House right now." Zack sat down next to me. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

"Jack."

"I said I'm fine." I yelled. Zack flinched a bit at me yelling.

"I'm sorry." he mumbled quietly.

Yeah, I'm sorry too.