Ashley's POV: Jayy and Dahvie keep telling us to go on with touring, but no one really wants to without Katie around. She's our muse, in a way. At least my muse. I can't eat. I can't sleep. I'm so worried about her. She's not the type of girl who can stand being locked up for days like that. I could tell she was already going stir crazy in that hospital room, and now she's in a psych ward, probably locked up like an animal at a zoo. She's a free spirit, not an animal to be locked up, while people point and stare. I still can't believe what she tried to do though. I knew she was depressed, but to the point of trying to take her own life? No. Not in a million years would I have guessed that. Then again, she did just go through the shock of a lifetime. I don't know anymore to be completely honest. I think back to when we were working with William Control. Wait. That's it! I grab my phone out of my pocket, and scroll through until I find his number. I quickly text him, "You going stir crazy, yet dude?" A few moments pass before my phone rings, and I see it's William calling me. I answer it, and he says, "How'd you know?" "Let's call it a hunch. So here's the deal, we need you out here, and I need your help on a personal level," I explain. "Hey, I don't swing that way, dude. Sorry," he says in a joking manor. I smirk, shaking my head, and say, "Naw, man. It's not like that. My...my girlfriend tried to kill herself about a week ago. I need you to help her. I know you've been through the same thing she is now, so can you help me out?" "Course, man. I'll do what I can," he replies, seriously, "Where are you guys now?" "Austin," I tell him. "Texas?" "Yep." "I'll be on the next flight out there, man. Keep strong for her, right now. That's the main thing she needs at the moment. A good, strong support system," he tells me, then hangs up. I set my phone back down on the table, then connect it to the charger, and head to bed.