*Jack's POV*

I finally headed back to the bus when there was only an hour before soundcheck. I had just kept walking around. I had ran into some fans quite a few times and talked, gave autograph, took pictures, the normal thing. When I finally got onto the bus, Alex looked relieved. "Where have you been?"

"I saw her today." I said quietly. Alex quickly came and hugged me then sat me down.

"What happened with that? Is she coming to the show?" I shook my head.

"I don't think she will. I went to her house and her mom said she ran away the day of her father's funeral, but she seemed to be lying. I, of course, snuck around to her bedroom window. She was in there."

"Did you knock on the window?"

"I opened the window and tried talking to her, she brought me to this abandoned house that she made her own. She said she was so close to coming back before her mom dragged her back. Something's going on there. She flinches. She flinched when I went to caringly rub her back."

"Do you think her mom is beating her?"

"Yeah. I think her mom and step dad are beating her. I told her she had eight hours to decide if she wanted to come with us. That was about 5 hours ago."

"Alex, is Jack...oh, he is back We have soundcheck now." Zack said coming on the bus and seeing me. Alex and I stood up. When we got to the front of the bus and I could see our fans in line, I saw the black and green hair.

"Zjael? Zjael!" I yelled to her. I ran to her as fast as I could when I saw her fall. "Zjael!" I yelled as I got to and realized she was unconscious. "Zjael?" I asked hoping she was okay and maybe just wake up. That's when I noticed her nose and mouth had been bleeding and she looked kind of pale. Something's not right.

"Is she okay?" Alex asked.

"No...something's wrong. Call an ambulance! I don't know what's wrong." I said sadly. Zack quickly pulled out his phone. I quickly tried to figure out why she collapsed. I took off her sweatshirt and saw the problem. Her wrists are wrapped in gauze, but blood is overflowing it slowly.

I held her sweatshirt to one of her wrists. Alex joined me and held his own sweatshirt to her other wrist. When the ambulance came, they pulled her on it and questioned us about what happened. I told them as much as I could then gave them mine and my tour manager's contact info and told them to contact us. I also told them it'd be better to contact my TM cause I'd be playing a show soon.

"Matt, you may get a random call. It'll be from the local hospital. They'll be talking about a girl named Zjael Hope Wolfe. Please listen to them and tell me what they say." I said in urgency before going on stage for soundcheck.

During the concert, I got off stage when Alex was doing the acoustic portion of the set. "I'm his your manager, but he can't talk right now. He said you could talk to me and gave you my name......Matt.......Alright, I'll tell him......Okay, thank you. Bye." Matt said into the phone. "It was the hospital."

"What'd they say?" I asked quickly.

"They said that she lost a lot of blood, but she's stabilized. She has stitches and they want to keep her on suicide watch for three days." Matt explained.

"Shit." I said looking down.

"We have three days till the next concert in Dallas. Maybe we could convince them to let her go tomorrow. Then fly you two from here to Dallas."

"He's not staying here alone." Rian said joining the conversation.

"No, that's why I'll ask the one person who knows about all of this." I said and Matt looked confused. "Alex."

"I don't know why my name was said, but let's finish this concert." Alex said. We all ran back on stage and finished the concert.

"They called again and said you can go visit her now. I think I should go with so I can try to convince them to let her go earlier." Matt said.

"I want to go too. It'd be nice to really meet the girl you've talked so much about since I met you." Alex said. I nodded then got on the bus after we packed up and decided we'd all go to the hospital.

"I hope this all works out." I whispered to myself.

"Hey, it'll be okay. Everything will work out." Matt said to me.

"I've been waiting to see her and get back for about 15 years." I said quietly.

"Everything will work out, I promise you." Matt said as we headed off to find the hospital.

"Why didn't you tell any of us, besides Alex, about this?" Zack asked softly.

"It's a long story and Alex was my first best friend out of you three. I didn't think I would ever tell anyone. One day, I might tell you and everyone. Just not right now." I said. The bus stopped and I ran up front, but we were just at a stoplight. That happened about three more times before we were really at the hospital.

I ran out as quick as I could inside. "How may I help you?" Asked the lady at the front desk.

"I'm here to see Zjael Hope Wolfe." I said and she looked at me.

"Are you...Jack Barakat?" She asked looking at papers.

"Yes, that's me." I said. She nodded and lead me to a room. I went in and saw Zjael laying there. She had a few different things connected to her. There were bruises along her arms. Her eye was now black and there were bruises on her face.

"Mr. Barakat." The doctor said walking in behind me.

"Yes?"

"She has about 60 stitches in each arm. We have to keep her on suicide watch."

"I understand, but is there any way we could make an agreement?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Barakat, but now."

"Can you just talk to my tour manager about it? Also, can my band come in and meet her when she wakes up if she's okay with that?"

"Yes and yes. I can't tell you she'll be able to leave earlier, but I'll talk to your tour manager."

"Okay, I'll tell him to come here and talk to you." I said pulling out my phone.

To; Matt: Room number is 147, come alone and talk to the doctor.

I sent the text then moved a chair closer to the bed and sat down. Moments later I heard Matt's voice. "Hi, I'm Jack's manager, Matt." Matt said. I heard footsteps and the door shut, but nothing else so I assumed they left the room. I took Zjael's hand in mine and softly kissed it.

"I don't know what's been going on in your life, but I'm gonna get you away from your mother and Richard, if you let me. You think you're too damaged and broken, but I'll show you that doesn't matter." I said quietly then stood up and kissed her temple, then let go of her hand.

"Jack?"

Notes

So, it's been a while haha. Hope you like this chapter. I will be starting on typing up the next chapter and will update this story again when I'm done. I feel bad for not updating during summer, though it seems stupid for me to say that I have more motivation to do this while I am in school it is very true. I have more motivation to do things.

So, how much of what Jack said do you think Zjael heard? Will she allow Jack to help her get away from her mom and step dad? Will the doctors make an exception and let her leave early?

If you like this story, please rate and subscribe. Also, please leave me some comments on what's going on. I'm gonna stop writing until chapter 7 is up because I would like input from everyone reading on what to do then. I may just go with my original plan, but I'd still like to see what you have to say. Another chapter will be up soon :)

-Rose