Author's Note (Awoken): I've had this story on my mind for a while and I considered making it a multi-chaptered story. This is kind of bromancy or even slash if you'd like to see it that way. Enjoy The Story

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The lyrics for Coming Back Down:

I just can't escape
It's like you're here with me now
But the words you say
They always seem to fade out
Since you've been away
I'm just a face in the crowd
Someday someday
I know you're coming back down

The first thing he thought when he saw his best friend stumble, was "SAVE HIM!"

A nice day out with the six of them. It was supposed to be a nice day out with the six members of Hollywood Undead. Just a nice day. As they were crossing a bridge, it was all fun and games to pretend to pull one of them over the edge. The bridge was about a hundred feet away from the water surface. It was a common place for suicides, but that didn't scare the boys. They weren't feeling like jumping anyway. Charlie Scene wrapped his arms around Da Kurlzz, dragging him backwards with him to 'try' and throw him off the bridge. His friend laughed and struggle out of the grip. He succeeded, making his best friend stumble backwards.

The whole scene went into slow motion. Charlie stumbled backwards, flailing his arms around. The other four suddenly heard him scream and turned back to see what was going on. Da Kurlzz froze. He didn't think. He didn't know what to do when Charlie fell over the edge. All he did, was reach out with his hand and scream "Charlie!"

Da Kurlzz ran to the railing and looked down, just in time to see his best friend hit the water surface harshly. He ran towards the end of the bridge and down the stairs to jump into the water and get Charlie out of there. He would drown! He pulled him out of the water and lied him down on the grass. He was unconscious. Suddenly the slow motion went fast forward. Angry screams and sobs turned into sad sobs as the other four tried to comfort him and tell him it wasn't his fault. Da Kurlzz didn't believe them. He was the one who made Charlie stumble. The ambulance arrived and brought Charlie to the hospital. All five of them rushed there and quickly sprinted towards the room they're best friend was lying in. Da Kurlzz wanted to get in first, but the doctor told him to wait outside as they were still tending to his injuries because of the harsh fall. Falling from such height onto water was like falling onto concrete. When he was about to get angry with the doctor, Danny pulled him back. "Dude, don't."

"I need to see Charlie. I need to make sure he's okay!" Da Kurlzz complained, his voice breaking and tears filling his eyes. Danny pulled the taller one in his arms and hushed him, whispering sweet things about how everything would turn out fine. Johnny 3 Tears rubbed his back reassuringly, helping Danny in comforting. There were no chairs in front of the door so the five of them sat down against the opposite wall. Da Kurlzz was sitting in the middle and leaning his head on J-Dog's shoulder. He was tired from worrying over his best friend. He needed to see him. He just didn't complain anymore because he knew it wouldn't get him anywhere. The others would just feel worse about it. He couldn't pretend like he was the only one who was deeply concerned; the others were as well.

Soon the doctor walked up to them. "Jordon Terrell's friends, I suppose?"

"Yeah", Funny Man answered for them while they got on their feet.

The doctor opened the door for them. "He slipped into a coma as we were examining him. He's got a few broken ribs. We can't assure his recovery."

Da Kurlzz covered his mouth and nose in hands and softly cried. J-Dog wrapped an arm around his shoulder and pulled him against his chest. "It's going to be just fine. Don't worry."

One by one they entered the hospital room and took a seat. Da Kurlzz took the chair closest to Charlie. He looked so peaceful, like he was sleeping. He rested his own hand on the other's and smiled sadly. "I know you're coming back down."

Danny took a seat on the other side of the bed while Johnny took the last seat by the window. Funny Man didn't know where to sit so he sat down on Johnny's lap, not giving a flying shit what he thought about that. J-Dog awkwardly walked around the room because he didn't have a seat. Eventually Danny offered his seat and just took place on the other's lap. Who cared? They didn't.

Hours passed and Charlie didn't even stir. He was connected to a heart monitor which slowly beeped. The first ones to go were Funny Man and Johnny. They would come back the next morning. Next J-Dog left, also promising his return the next morning. Danny and Da Kurlzz remained behind with their friend. The drummer hadn't said a word to anyone else since he joined Charlie's side.

"This isn't only because you feel guilty, right?" Danny softly asked.

Da Kurlzz snapped his eyes up. "Why do you think so?"

"He's your best friend. You're afraid to lose him."

"So what if I am?"

"It's not a bad thing. When I joined the band, J-Dog was the nicest to me and I can't stand the feeling of losing him as my best friend", Danny responded with a sympathetic smile. The curly friend nodded tiredly and squeezed Charlie's hand. "He's everything I need in my life. He needs to know just how much I need him by my side."

"He will. Don't worry", Danny hushed, lying his head in his arms on the bed.

Da Kurlzz turned his head. Would he ever wake up?

An hour later Danny left. By that time it was already night. The drummer wasn't planning on going home. He didn't want to. He refused to go home and leave his friend alone. He didn't even want to close his eyes, but that was a difficult task. In the next two hours he let his eyes fall closed and slept with his head on the bed.

Da Kurlzz awoke to a certain sound. It was a loud beep, constant and never changing, but that wasn't the only thing that awoke him. He also woke up to the sound of people running around and dragging him outside so they could work. What was going on? When he was fully awake to comprehend what was happening, he felt the tears fill his eyes once again. Charlie Scene, his best friend and main rapper of the band, had no heartbeat. If they didn't succeed in bringing him back, he was dead!

Without giving it a second thought, he called J-Dog because the others never answered their phones. "Hello?"

"Jay? Charlie…"

"What is it? What about him?"

"I think we lost him", Kurlzz cried. He didn't have the courage to confirm they lost him and he didn't want to say anymore. The other side of the line was silent for a long moment until an unsteady voice broke through. "I…I'll inform the others and we'll be there in 15 minutes."

"Thanks", Da Kurlzz whispered, wiping the fresh tears off his cheeks and watching the door closely to see if any doctor was coming to tell him the news. No one came except for his four other friends who arrived. Funny Man was still in his pyjamas, but at least he was here. Right at that moment, the doctor came outside. He hung his head low and they already knew what was going on. "I'm sorry", he said. "We couldn't save him."

The moment went back to slow motion. Danny and Johnny held Da Kurlzz back from the doctor as he cried and tried to get to Charlie. "Liar! He's alive! He would never give up! He'd never leave us!"

Soon Funny Man jumped in between Da Kurlzz and the doctor. "Kurlzz, chill! Losing your cool won't bring him back."

Da Kurlzz calmed down and leaned his head against Funny Man's shoulder. "It's my fault."

Johnny and Danny let go of his arms and patted his shoulder. "No one could've predicted he'd… die."

The word had been said. Charlie Scene was officially dead. Nothing could bring him back, not even the weeping of his best friends. They couldn't bring him back. It wouldn't work out. At that very moment Da Kurlzz went numb. He barely knew what was going on as he followed the others outside and into the bus. He vaguely heard Danny tell him how he should get some sleep before the morning arrived. Still numb he got in his bunk and fell asleep, hoping this was all part of a fucked up nightmare.

It wasn't. Weeks passed by and things went on as if Charlie never even existed. Hollywood Undead was now five pieces and J-Dog took over Charlie's rapping parts. Since the night at the hospital, no one had pronounced the name 'Charlie Scene' or 'Jordon Terrell'. His wake had been brief since they had to get back on the road soon. Their best friend was dead and they didn't even have the time to attend to his funeral. Da Kurlzz shut out the whole world and remained on top of his berth at any time, only coming out to play his drum parts and screams and to eat. The others didn't bother speaking to him. They knew he wouldn't listen and they knew he wouldn't say a word.

At first he just shut out the world but still functioned physically, only absent psychologically. After another week he seemed to stop doing anything. He didn't come out to eat, didn't come out to play and didn't even acknowledge the presence of others. Only moving slightly whenever the others brought a plate of food so he wouldn't starve.

Both J-Dog and Danny were fed up with his behavior while Johnny and Funny Man thought they should give him some more time. "More time? It's getting worse! He could seriously hurt himself to 'join him'. Do you realize that?!" J-Dog spat.

Johnny innocently raised his hands. "It takes time to get over that. Remember 'Levitate'? My baby's beautiful, she loves me true and if she dies, I hope I die too. I get how he's feeling right now and we should give him space."

"But he needs us or he'll stay this way", Danny piped up.

"You always take J-Dog's side", Funny Man complained.

Danny snorted annoyed. "Because he's right, dude."

"I just don't think it's a good idea to push him. He'll get back to normal when he wants to", Funny Man stated, completely ignoring Danny now.

"One more week", J-Dog warned before walking off.

Da Kurlzz wouldn't change in a week. He'd already locked himself up for four weeks so what made the others think he would suddenly come out of there and be his usual self from before his friend passed away? Nothing changed and in a week, his four friends gathered before the closed door to their bunks. "Kurlzz, could you come out for a second?"

There was no answer and Funny Man walked up to the door, knocking it harshly. "Dude, get your lazy ass out of there NOW!"

Danny hit the back of his head, earning a pained yelp. He stepped forward to the door and softly knocked. "If you don't come out, can I at least come in?"

There was still no answer, but the door unlocked. The other three were surprised he'd let Danny in. Why not one of them?

It was dark inside and Danny almost couldn't see Da Kurlzz sitting on his bed, knees drawn up and face hidden in his arms. "What?" he hoarsely creaked. He hadn't used his voice in two weeks so of course it made a weird sound at first. It's like the moment you wake up when your voice sounds groggy.

"We're worried about you", Danny replied, climbing into the bunk and sitting next to their friend.

Da Kurlzz snorted. "Am I not allowed to grieve?"

"You are but you're shutting us out. We want to help you, be there for you."

"Can you bring him back?"

"No."

"Then what makes you think you can help me?" Da Kurlzz responded rhetorically.

Danny sighed. "He was just too good for this world. I'm sure he's watching us and scowling you for shutting us out. He wouldn't want you to ruin your life by sulking all the time. He's unable to tell you so I'm telling you."

"…"

"I'm sure he misses you."

"How can you be sure?"

"I feel it", Danny smiled slightly, finally getting eye contact with the other as he lifted his head to look at his bandmate. Kurlzz thought about the words for a while, sighed and got up.

"What are you doing?" Danny asked.

"I wouldn't want to disappoint Jordon, mr. I-Am-Connected-To-Heaven/Hell", Da Kurlzz smiled slightly. The lead singer got off as well and embraced the other. "We're here for you if you need us, just don't lock yourself up."

The drummer nodded and got outside the small room, getting cheered on by the other four. Soon he was sitting on the couch next to J-Dog and Johnny.

"What did Danny say that got you out of there?" the blue masked rapper wondered.

Danny crossed Da Kurlzz' gaze and smiled. "Nothing, he was there for me and that's enough. Besides Charlie isn't gone. I can feel him, watching over us. I just had to open myself up to that feeling."

"That's so corny", J-Dog chuckled, the others laughing as well.

Funny Man got back from the fridge and tossed Kurlzz a beer. "Good to have you back, dude, but you're still a massive dildo."

"Maybe that's why your mom likes me", Da Kurlzz said, raising an eyebrow and earning chuckles from the others around him. Somehow it still felt empty because Charlie wasn't there to make a comment on the joke, yet the drummer felt as if his best friend was laughing along. He was there with them and someday he knew he was coming back down. Just for them. For him.

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