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    Finally, on June 1, 2015, only 2 months before her 26th birthday, Brianna began to stir.

 

Brianna's POV

    My eyes fluttered open. They wandered around the room as I tried to focus on my surroundings. Finally I saw Emily sitting slouched in her chair. I croaked out,

    “Em, is that you?”

    “Bri? You're awake!”

    “What happened to me?”

    “You were in a taxi on your way to the airport to catch your flight to Dallas. But the taxi was hit by a drunk driver. You've been in a coma for 3 months,” Emily explained.

    “3 months! But Emily, where's Joe?” I was shocked.

    “Don't worry, he's been here almost non-stop since you were brought in. He's just down at the cafeteria now getting some dinner. I'll call him and tell him to come up,” She reassured me. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and chose Joe's number and pushed “call”. He answered after 3 rings and Emily said,

    “Hey, get up here now. She just woke up.”

    Joe must have run all the way up to my room, because he got there 10 minutes after the phone call ended.

    “Bri! You're awake! Has the doctor been in while I was gone?” He said as fast as possible.

    “Whoa, Joe, slow down. No, he hasn't been in, at least not since I woke up,” I told him, “Just wondering, but I know you and your brothers were supposed to go on tour when I was coming out to see you. Did you?”

    “No, we postponed it, so I could be here at the hospital,” he answered.

    “But, you must have a lot of upset fans.”

    “Yes, but it didn't matter. I wasn't going to let my best friend lie in a hospital bed unconscious by herself. Mom and Dad agreed that we would delay the tour as long as needed until you were recovered.”

    “That's so sweet, but, Joe, you have to start planning another tour.”

    “No, not till you're better and out of here.”

    “I know how stubborn you can be. Joe, go on tour. Do it for me.”

    “But...”

    “Don't. I promise as soon as the doctors say I'm well enough to leave, I'll come join you on tour.”

    “You promise? And we can talk on the phone until you get out of here?”

    “Absolutely,” I finished. I sat up in my bed being careful not to pull out my IV or other cords, and pulled Joe closer to me in a great big hug. They began planning that new tour from right there in my hospital room. Once I'd been awake for about a week, the doctor told me I could get up and walk around. So, one day, I watched the brothers perform on Good Morning America to announce their upcoming tour. After they finished, I called Emily to ask her to bring my guitar in when she got to the hospital. Until she came I grabbed my notebook and began to write down some lyrics to what I thought might turn out to make a good song. As soon as she got there and handed me my guitar, I immediately started to strum out a tune to go with my lyrics. Once I had the tune, Emily begged me to play and sing it for her. I finally gave in and began it.

 

I Stand

When you ask me, who I am:

What is my vision? And do I have a plan?

Where is my strength?Have I nothing to say?

I hear the words in my head, but I push them away.

 

'Cause I stand for the power to change,

I live for the perfect day.

I love till it hurts like crazy,

I hope for a hero to save me,

I stand for the strange and lonely,

I believe there's a better place.

I don't know if the sky is heaven,

But I pray anyway.

 

And I don't know

What tomorrow brings

The road less traveled

Will it set us free?

Cause we are taking it slow,

These tiny legacies.

I don't try and change the world;

But what will you make of me?

 

'Cause I stand for the power to change

I live for the perfect day.

I love till it hurts like crazy,

I hope for a hero to save me.

I stand for the strange and lonely,

I believe there's a better place.

I don't know if the sky is heaven,

But I pray anyway.

 

With the slightest of breezes

We fall just like leaves

As the rain washes us from the ground

We forget who we are

We can't see in the dark

And we quickly get lost in the crowd

 

'Cause I stand for the power to change,

I live for the perfect day.

I love till it hurts like crazy,

I hope for a hero to save me.

'Cause I stand for the power to change,

I live for the perfect day.

I love till it hurts like crazy,

I hope for a hero to save me.

I stand for the strange and lonely,

I believe there's a better place.

I don't know if the sky is heaven,

But I pray anyway.

 

    “Wow,” Emily's jaw dropped as soon as I finished, “Bri, that was great!”

    “You really think so?” I asked.

    “Absolutely I do. I think you should think about performing professionally.”

    “No, I couldn't, Em, I just couldn't.”

    Right then my doctor walked in and started by saying,

    “Brianna, how are you feeling?”

    “I'm feeling much better. The occasional headache but none of them have been too bad. When do you think I'll be able to get out of here?”

    “Well, it's Thursday, so, I'd like you to stay until at least Saturday. If nothing significant changes for you, I don't see why you wouldn't be able to leave then.” He finished up changing my iv among other things and then walked out of my room.

    “That's great news,” Emily said.

    I pulled out my phone, chose Joe's name from my contacts and pushed “Call”. It rang 3 times before I heard:

    “Bri? Is that you? What's going on?”

    “I just wanted to let you know that my doctor was in just a few minutes ago.”

    “Oh? What'd he say?”

    “That he wants me to stay until Saturday and if nothing changes, then I can most likely leave.”

    “That's great, Bri! And then you'll be coming out here on tour with us. And we'll be together again, right?”

    “Yes. You're doing a show in Toronto tonight, aren't you?”

    “Yeah, and then we do a couple shows in New York. We'll be in Jersey on Saturday.”

    “Where's that show in Jersey?”

    “We'll be doing 2 total, one at PNC Bank Arts Center and one at the Music Pier on the Boardwalk in Ocean City. Saturday and Monday.”

    “I'll be there for that Saturday show. I can't wait. I've been wishing I was there the whole time I've been in the hospital.”

    “I wish you'd been here too. But I'm just glad you're coming soon.”

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