Let me paint you a mental picture...
Brandon and I are chatting online, as usual (we would be hanging out in person if we didn't live 5 hours away from each other). Let's say we are talking about dating and relationships and he says he wants to tell me he wants to take another chance with a female. I remind him about what happened with said female in the past and hope he knows what he wants to do. Then, he reluctantly says that he already did something. I get mad, yell at him and tell him that he's going down the same road again. Then I see he logs off. I assume he just wants to let off some steam since our conversation turned hostile.
An hour goes by and I get a phone call from an Arkansas area code. Hmm... he's not calling from his cell. Nope, it's not Brandon. It's his mom telling me that he was in a car accident and that Brandon is in the hospital.
I tell her to tell Brandon that I am headed down there as soon as possible. I talk to my parents and tell them that I need to go and will make it back in a day, maybe two. So I make the drive down to see him. I stay with him in the hospital and only leave his side when I need to get something to eat. I completely forget about the fight... all I care about is that he's going to be fine and that he has me to be there for him, because that's what best friends do!