Split Lives

Chapter 23

~Oliver~

it had been about 6 months since we found out about Azura being in the coma, 6 months of waiting and 6 months of heartbreak each day as she still not awoken yet and to say Marcus isn't pleased would be understatement of the century.

Myself, Tyra, Dylan, Michael and Lucas are waiting at the back entrance of the club we're performing in today, we're all talking while we wait for Marcus to come as he's our security when he's not having to serve or while he's off work for training as we're all talking Michael says "I wonder where Marcus is" as time was getting by "who knows?" Lucas asked sounding more of a statement rather than a question "I do" I say knowing just how bad of a state he is in recently "same, well I have an idea. Trust me, he's still not in a great mood" Tyra says as she's been visiting Azura nearly everyday going through all this with me and Marcus "that's an understatement" I add, now I may be the 'bad boy' but I have a heart, especially towards Azura but all Dylan cares about is himself and the band, not the band members as such just the band as a whole "man, why's he so peeved off and late all the time these past months?" Dylan is starting to do my head in though "remember where you got the broken nose that took ages to recover from?" Tyra then adds "as well as other injuries?" "I was stopping a robbery" Dylan replies defensively, ok now he really is doing my head in, he's hitting nerves I never knew I had "for the thousandth time, it weren't a robbery, the chick was coming in. You CHOSE to play hero when we was telling you to stop, Marcus is still not happy about it. To be honest, neither am I" "the chick is crazy, I thought she was a thief. How on earth was I meant to know she weren't?" Dylan say trying to play innocent, but honestly this game he's playing is really pissing me off "because for the last time, me and Marcus was telling you to STOP" Michal then starts talking "so in other words, dummy here didn't listen to you and Marcus when you said not to attack the chick..." Lucas then finishes what his brother was saying "but dummy never listened and met karma?" Tyra answered this time "yeah, that's roughly what happened. She's a close friend to Marcus, and she's STILL in a coma" I then add "she's a close friend to me too, but even closer to Marcus. If she doesn't wake up soon, they'll turn off her life support" "why? Where there's life, there's hope, right?" Lucas asks confused "yeah usually" Tyra begins, then I continue "but it's been 6 months now, they think it's only her body that's with us. Right now, if they turn off the machines, she'll die" I sigh at the end of the last part "deserves to" Dylan insensitively mutters "not the time to push that particular button" I sternly say to him, letting him know I heard what he said "I'm so sorry to hear that Oliver, I'm here if you ever need support. Man that is some heavy s**t, poor Marcus having to go through that and trying to keep it to himself, how the hell he's not broke is so beyond me" Michael says showing empathy towards the situation. Just then we hear a motorbike engine and all look to see Marcus walking to us, looking terrible as usual these days.

~Marcus~

I walk up to my group of friends preparing for security duty with my security uniform on, still pissed off at Dylan that he put Azura in the state she's in all because he wouldn't listen to me, so my head is down as I feel like all hope is gone as they're talking of taking her off the life support and I just don't know how I'll cope if they do, but as I arrive to the group I take in a deep breath and hide my feelings as I try to carry on as normal "hey guys" but sweet Tyra knows what I'm going through "how is she?" I shrug "same" "I'll come with you later dude" Oliver says knowing how I feel as it's hard on him that we will probably lose Azura "thanks man" I say patting his shoulder "don't sweat it" then Michael breaks the conversation between me and Oliver "we urm...heard what's going on with your friend, Dylan was a dipshit i***t" "HEY! That's offensive. Marcus, man, you can't let that one slide" I look at Dylan "I can and I will, only I'm not having to bury her, you're fine" "fine? I've only just recovered from that psycho" "don't push it Dylan, I mean it, don't" I warn Dylan very sternly when Lucas then speaks up "anyway I was wondering if me and my bro can come with you later? We know she's not conscious as such, but we wanna meet her" I don't see any issue in that, I would like her to have better friends without a criminal record "sure, you can both come" then the twins high five each other and in unison exclaim "awesome" now I best get these guys in before paparazzi guess where the band is and start swarming everyone "right, lets go in and get you lot set up" I say as everyone but Tyra enter, instead Tyra comes over to me "I know how hard it is right now, I just wanna say thanks for keeping everything going the way you are. I'm here for you man, I always think of her every day and night. Through our performance today I'll be thinking of her, I'm here for you" she well and truly is the sweetest person you could ever meet "thanks Ty, I appreciate it. Now go on, go rock that club with the others" I say patting her back as she then leaves walking through the backstage door of the club.

I put my hands on my head and take a deep breath, as I'm about to walk in with the guys my phone starts to ring. I look at the caller ID and it's my mom, so I answer it and start talking to her "hey mom, what's up?....I'm just about to go and talk to the....WHAT?! NO! Mom, you can't be serious. Please mom, I don't care what they said.....mom you're the boss, you run the place...please don't let them, just give.....I know it's been 6 months, but please mom, I'm begging, just give her more time. Don't....please don't let them turn the machines off yet, please.....Thanks mom, I am so so thankful.....ok, I will do, thanks mom.....love you too, see ya soon" and with that the call ended and I put my phone back in my pocket. I take in a deep breath "s**t" I say to myself as I cover my face with my hands, rubbing my face. Then I put my hands on my head as I take a deep breath and enter the club the same way as my friends did.