Welcome to the Black Parade

Hey guys, I had a really big cliffhanger in the last one. I'm sorry about that but I couldn't resist lol. Um I just updated Mysterious Darkness and that one doesn't have as big a cliffhanger as normal. Hmm I'm trying to give you guys a break lol. Oh right, tomorrow you might get an update because I'm going to get my hair cut and dyed and I don't know how long it's going to take.

Um last chapter, car crash. That was the main thing, car crash with Chase and Andie. And I'm still working out real quick who got hurt the worse. Hmm, but I hope you guys like it.

A/N-This one is named after My Chemical Romance's "Welcome to the Blake Parade" cause it's a good song.

Disclaimer-Don't own Step Up 2, if I did my stories would be written into a script lol.

Andie wasn't too sure about where she was. Her body was hurting and crushed against something cold and hard. Opening her eyes, it took Andie nearly two minutes to get her eyes focused. She frowned though once they were, why was her head so close to the pavement? Squinting, Andie glanced out into the night. The red stop light was below her, how was that? It took Andie a few moments before the feeling of blood rushing to her head was brought to her attention and she came to the conclusion she was upside down.

That had just dawned upon the street dancer that she was upside down when everything came rushing back to her. Kissing Chase, seeing the bright headlights coming toward them, someone screamed and she was suddenly rolling. Her seatbelt cut into her neck and the dashboard was crushed against her legs. Someone was still screaming and her fingers were being crushed by something soft.

Her fingers!

Andie's head snapped to the left and she tried to let out a scream but nothing came out. Chase was sitting in seat but he was not awake. There was a cut above his eyebrow that was oozing blood and it was coming from his mouth as well. Looking up, Andie saw that their hands were still interlocked. Crushed but interlocked none the less and when Andie tired to move her fingers she confirmed what she already suspected.

Her hand was broken.

And her shoulder, it wasn't feeling too hot either. Andie had a feeling her body was starting to wake up because now she was aching and hurting everywhere. Tears leaked into her hair as Andie wiggled just a little bit and felt her entire body protest quite loudly.

"Chase." She croaked, her voice deeper and raspier than ever.

He didn't move. Looking up at their joined hands, Andie tried her hardest to squeeze his hand but it just caused her more pain. Andie held back a sob as she looked around,

"Help." She called, her voice cracking. "Someone please, help."

Andie bit her lip and winced, sticking her tongue out of her mouth. Andie touched the outside of her lip and hissed in pain. It was slit open.

"An–Andie?"

Turning back to the left, Andie met a pair of dazed and confused brown eyes. She knew he wasn't all there but Andie was glad he was awake.

"Are," Chase winced. "Are you okay?"

Andie tried to shrug but her hurting shoulder wouldn't let her.

"I don't know." She whispered. "My hand is broken,"

They both looked up to the joined hands, Andie glanced down at Chase to see him concentrating on his own.

"Mines is too." He said after a moment. "Your lip is split open as well."

Andie nodded before reaching across herself, she winced at the pain but felt down around the seat anyway.

"Wh—." He gasped in pain. "What are you doing?"

Andie scrunched up her face,

"Trying—to get my seat–seatbelt." She murmured.

Chase was just about to tell her that wasn't a good idea when there was a click. Andie didn't even get to yell in surprise before suddenly her head was hitting the roof of the car and her back was bending to try and take the weight of her whole body off her head. She did cry out when she was still for a second to long and pain seared through her back.

"Andie!" Chase exclaimed. "Are you alright?"

"No I'm not alright." She muttered. "I just fell on my head and I think my brain popped out my ear."

Chase snorted, but he watched in concern as Andie wiggled and moved. Trying to get off her head and upper back.

"Wait!" Chase exclaimed. "Our hands!"

But it was too late, Andie rolled quickly and there was a snap. Both of them froze, waiting for the pain to reach either one of them. In the end, it hit Chase and the scream of pain that he let out made Andie jump and smack her head against the side of the car.

"I'm sorry!" Andie exclaimed. "Oh Chase I'm so sorry!"

Ignoring the pain in the rest of her body, Andie scrambled back toward him and reached up slowly to unclasp their hands. She pulled her fingers back despite the pain before slowly slipping her hand from his. Pulling her hand close, Andie tucked it to her stomach before helping Chase tuck his to his as well.

"Call 911." Chase muttered. "Cause the car that hit us is gone and I don't know how much longer I can stay awake."

Andie nodded, scooting back out of the car. When she was fully out of the car, Andie scrambled to her feet.

"Bad idea." She muttered clutching her head with her good hand.

The world was spinning and Andie stumbled before hitting the turf with a slight grunt. As Andie laid on the cold pavement, she sighed and closed her eyes. There was no need to call 911, she could hear the sirens coming.

Blake sighed as he pulled the sheet he'd taken from the closet up over Alex's shoulders. He loved his little brother more than anything in the world but he didn't know if he could adopt him. Blake didn't know if he could handle being a parent.

"It won't be any different." Brandy had told him. "It'll just be different on paper, don't you already care for Alex like a son?"

Blake couldn't deny that, he cared for Alex like he was his own.

When the clock chimed four fifteen, Blake decided it was time to go to bed. He climbed the steps as quietly as possible. Opening, Brandy's bedroom door, he found her waiting for him in the dark.

"I'm sorry." She said the moment she saw him.

Blake frowned, pulling his shirt over his head.

"What are you sorry for?"

Brandy sighed and glanced out the window.

"For losing Alex."

Blake raised an eyebrow as he kicked off his shoes and clambered into the bed. He laid practically on top of Brandy. His head resting in her chest and his arm draped across her stomach,

"You did not lose him." Blake said looking up at her. "He snuck out on his own."

Brandy bit her lip and Blake raised a hand to cup her cheek. He pulled her down into a gentle kiss, his thumb rubbing her cheek gently. He felt Brandy run her fingers through his hair, he placed his other hand on her side and gently traced shapes on it. However, Blake felt vibration in his pant pocket and sighed against Brandy's lips.

"What?" She asked pulling back slightly.

"Phone." Blake muttered reaching into his pocket.

He flipped it open and sighed, resting his head just under Brandy's chin.

"Hello?"

"Mr. Collins?"

Blake frowned,

"Yes?" He asked uncertainly.

"I'm calling you to inform you that your younger brother Chase Collins was involved in a car crash and is on his way to hospital right now."

Blake sat up so fast the he was slightly dizzy but he shook it off.

"I'm on my way."

Closing his phone with a sharp snap, Blake scrambled off the bed and pulled the shirt he'd just taken off back on.

"What's wrong?" Brandy asked.

She too got out of bed and started to pull her clothes back on.

"Chase was in an accident." Blake replied.

Brandy's eyes widened.

"And Andie?"

Blake held out his hand to her,

"I don't know but we've gotta get to the hospital, now."

Brandy nodded and when they reached the bottom of the steps she paused.

"What about Alex?" She asked.

Blake went over to Shane who was sleeping peacefully on the floor under the still hung over boy. He shook her shoulder gently and Brandy watched as he leaned over and whispered something in her ear. Shane batted him away and nodded before snuggling back into the air mattress she was on.

"Thanks Shane." Blake said.

He and Brandy climbed into her car and as Brandy pulled away from the curb, Blake pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed.

"The hospital is going to have me on speed dial by the end of this year."

Andie awake to find herself surrounded by people. The night sky was above them but at least four guys in uniforms were surrounding her. Frowning, Andie let out a slight groan as the broken bones in her hand ached terribly. But that one little thought about where she was aching had Andie sitting straight up and nearly butting heads with the men around.

"Where's Chase?" She asked, she could taste blood from her split lip.

"You shouldn't be making an sudden moments miss." The police officer said.

He placed a hand on her shoulder and tried to gently force her back to the ground but Andie wasn't budging.

"Where's Chase?" She repeated the blood from her lip was causing her to have to drool slightly, she could see it making spots on her pants.

"The lad in the car you mean?" A paramedic asked.

Andie nodded, ignoring the swishing of her brain being scrambled around in her head and wiping at her lip with the back of her hand.

"They're working on getting him out of the car."

Andie's eyes widened. She pushed one of the paramedics who was blocking her view to the side and could see that the upside down SUV was surrounded by people.

"They think they're going to have to get the jaws of life." A police officer near by said to other. "He's wedged in there pretty tightly."

"Then how did this one get out?" He pointed to Andie. "She's not banged up enough to have been thrown from the car."

"I unbuckled my seatbelt and crawled out." Andie said as if she was talking to a slow person. "But I stood up too fast, got dizzy, hit the turf and passed out."

She glanced around, cupping her hand under her lip to try and catch the blood.

"I wonder where the car that hit us went."

"We've been wondering the same thing." The police who had tried to make her lay back down said. "We've got them on the cameras but our main concern is the two of you."

Andie nodded,

"Now we're going to go set your hand in the ambulance." A paramedic said moving towards her. "While they free your boyfriend, we'll get you cleaned up as best we can."

Andie nodded.

With the four mens' help, she was able to stand. Her spun and she would have probably fallen again if they had not been holding tightly to her. They made sure though that she could not see the SUV or Chase as they led her over to the ambulance. One of the paramedics rushed to open the back doors and Andie was heaved up into it.

She took a seat on the stretcher and let out a shaky sigh. Her entire body hurt but not much was broken. Four paramedics climbed into the back as well and two of them sat behind Andie,

"Now miss—."

"Andie,"

He frowned at her.

"What?"

Andie smirked,

"My name is Andie, not miss or ma'am," She looked up at him, her hand still cupping nearly a pool of blood now. "Just Andie."

He nodded,

"Okay Andie, we're going to have to set your hand and wrist." He poked her shoulder and Andie nearly hit him. "And set your shoulder back in place."

"Can we do the shoulder first?" She asked, blood dribbling from between her fingers. "It'll be easier."

The man nodded and stood up. He took a hold of Andie's elbow,

"Take a deep breath." He said.

Andie ignored him and closed her eyes. She'd had this done before, it was not fun. She didn't even have her lip to bit on cause it was split open. Before Andie could ask for something to bit on, the paramedic pushed her arm up and twisted.

There was a pop and Andie did her best not to scream.

"See?" He said happily. "We're almost done."

Andie nodded, glancing down at her hand she grimaced. Her wrist was sitting sideways instead of how it was supposed to. Muscular arms wrapped around her from behind and Andie stiffened slightly.

"It's just to make sure you don't hit anyone." A paramedic assured her.

Another one pressed a cloth to her lip and began to clean her hand that had the pool of blood in it.

"Okay Andie," The paramedic said, taking her hand gently in his own. "My names Mark and I'm twenty five years old."

Andie raised an eyebrow at him.

"I lived in New York until I was eighteen, then I moved her to Baltimore to train to actually become a doctor. I decided halfway through my training that I didn't want to do that, I wanted to be out racing the streets and—."

"That's all very nice and stuff." Andie huffed. "But why do I—OUCH!"

She nearly screamed when the paramedic snapped her wrist into its right place. Staring at him as if he'd lost him mind, Andie cradled her arm to her the moment he let go.

"I'm sorry." He said smiling. "But I had to get your attention away from your wrist."

Andie nodded,

"But I need it one more time."

Andie's eyes widened and she held her arm to her stomach protectively.

"It's only to wrap it up I swear." Mark said raising his hands.

Andie eyed him suspiciously before allowing him to take her arm gently once again. He was almost done wrapping it when there was a very loud crunch of metal and suddenly a lot of people were yelling.

"Did they get him out?" Andie asked clambering to her feet.

She hit her head on the roof of the ambulance and it brought her to tears.

"If I hit my head one more time." She muttered clutching it with her good hand. "I'll have permanent brain damage."

"Where do you think you're going?" Mark asked as she pushed open the door of the vehicle.

"To see if Chase if free yet." She replied. "And if he's still awake."

She slid to the ground and held her arm to her stomach tightly as she went to wonder through all the paramedics and police.

"You've got to go to the hospital. You're lip is going to need stiches." Mark called coming after her. "I'm sure he's fine."

Andie glanced at him over her shoulder.

"I'll know for sure when I see him." She replied.

"You're a stubborn one aren't you?" Mark commented.

Andie didn't reply, instead she shouldered her way through the paramedics until she reached the SUV. When she did she watched them put Chase on a stretcher, he was awake but Andie could tell that he wasn't fully sure about what was going on. Shouldering her way through even more paramedics, Andie made her way over to the stretcher. She took Chase's good hand in her own,

"Are you okay?" Chase asked.

Andie rolled her eyes,

"Can we not worry about me right now?" She asked. "You're in much worse shape than I am."

Chase shrugged, wincing at the pain it caused him.

"Blake's going to kill me." He said arching his back so he could see the SUV. "We trashed the SUV."

Andie threw up her broken hand in defeat, she ignored both the pain in her lip and in her arm.

"I think Blake is the last of our problems." She said. "Sarah's going to kill me as well so we're both in the same boat here."

When they reached the ambulance, Andie climbed in the back with Chase. She took a seat up by his head and rested her forehead against his. Chase opened his mouth put Andie covered it with her hand.

"No I'm not okay," She sighed. "My lip is split open, my shoulder just got popped back in place, my wrist was just set and I think I've got a fucking concussion."

Chase sighed and Andie followed with one soon after.

When Blake and Brandy got to the hospital, the sun was just peeking over the horizon. Blake thought he was going to pass out from exhaustion at any moment but first he needed to make sure his brother was alright.

"I'm looking for Chase Collins." Blake said when they reached the nurses desk.

The nurse did not even get to open her mouth before a voice was suddenly yelling behind them.

"Blake! Brandy!"

Both of them spun around to see Andie. She was waving slightly with her hand that wasn't bandaged up, but it was holding a cup. Her round face looked tired and her right eye looked as if it was going to be black soon. Her hair was a mess and her bottom lip was stitched together.

"Andie!"

Blake pulled her into a tight hug.

"Ow! Ow, Blake let go!"

He held her an arms length back and looked her over.

"Oh god you were in the accident as well." He said. "I was hoping he'd dropped you off at home before it happened."

Andie shook her head.

"Nope we were going to his house remember?"

Blake nodded after a moment.

"How is he?" He asked.

Andie sighed and glanced back down the hallway.

"Well, he's got a broken hand, two broken ribs and a concussion." She said. "But he's got so many bruises his on side looks as if he put make up on."

Brandy winced.

"And you?" She asked.

"Broken hand," Andie held up her bandaged hand. "Broken wrist. Huge concussion, bruised ribs and bruised legs, oh and my bottom lip got nearly ripped in half, hence the stitches and the cup of ice."

Blake let out a low whistle, still looking her over.

"Come on," She said turning around. "He's still up, well actually neither of us can go to sleep until they're sure we don't have brain damage."

Blake and Brandy followed the slightly limping girl to a room in the middle of the hallway.

"We've got visitors." Andie announced entering the room.

"Blake, Brandy." Chase said wincing as he spoke. "Hey."

Blake made his way over to Chase's side and looked down at his little brother.

"Well we've been having one hell of a night haven't we brother?"

Before Blake could open his mouth a voice spoke from the door.

"Tell me about it."

They all turned to see who it was. His hair was matted and messed up and his green eyes were wide, still slightly glassy and he still reeked badly. Blake let out another sigh and pinched the bridge of his nose until it hurt.

"What are you doing here Alex?"

Eh that was a sucky cliffhanger lol. But anyway, it's time for me to go bed. So I'll try my hardest to update tomorrow but I'm not sure if I will. I hope I can though lol.

A/N-Hehe my friend says that it was both sweety and slightly morbid that Chase and Andie both got their hands crushed because they were holding hands lol.

Reviews keep my fingers typing chapters!

Danyi