Ellie stood in silence for a moment. She thought about all of the things that she wanted to tell him for a while now. "Well, I really missed you and I just wished that you'd understand how I felt."

"Sorry for being a little too extra... Well, I'm going to head to try to get some sleep now." Ellie said.

Ellie sighed. They were in London and it was past 3 in the morning. "There's another room in here. It's kind of late and it gets crazy out there so you can spend the night over if you'd like."

Trent walks out of the clinic slowly, rubbing his temples and trying to ignore his splitting headache. "You either need to stop drinking so much or stop exerting yourself," the doctor had said, and although he'd nodded, he was currently planning on finding the closest bar and drinking himself into a stupor. He sits down on a bench outside the clinic, his head in his hands. He pulls out his phone, thinks of calling Gabe or Derrick for a ride, and then decides that they're probably mad as hell at him. Instead, he texts Vara - "i love you so much. miss you lots <3" - and then puts his phone back into his pocket, reclining back and feeling the wind blow against his warm skin.

"Jesus christ, Vara, you scared me," he says jumping a little. "I'm...I'm okay," he sums up after a bit of silence. "You came all the way down here just to see me?" he asks, moving over on the bench to give her space to sit.

"Um...yeah..." he says, looking away. "And other stuff..." he says. "It's just so fucking lonely out here," he says, starting to cry. He shields his face with his hands, not wanting her to see his tears. "My band is pissed at me for ruining shows, I'm so far away from you...Mariko's my only friend out here," he says, wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. "I'm a fucking mess.." he says.

"I...yes, oh god yes," he says, holding her. "I missed you so much," he says. "I felt like I was dying...it was horrible," he whispers. "Don't let me kill myself...please.."

"I'll stop the coke, I promise. I'll get clean...I'll...anything.." he says, desperately clinging to her. "I love you..." he says, holding her tightly.

"Never again..." he says. "Where are you staying? I...I don't want to be alone tonight."

"Yeah...okay.." he says, standing up and following her. "So...how have things been back home?" he asks, trying to get his mind off of his current situation.