Drugs (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter 27

*Johanna's POV*

I felt someone moving on the other side of the bed. Who the hell cou-oh right. Nash came in and cuddled with me to help me sleep. I opened my eyes and looked at the time on my phone. 1:36 AM. Well damn. I turned over to face Nash.

"Hey Nash. You are aware it's only 1:30 in the morning right?" I said quietly. I saw him sitting on the side of the bed with his head in his hands.
"Johanna. Why are you up?!" He turned to face me on the bed.
"Because I felt you move and wanted to make sure you were ok. Are you okay?" I sat up and placed my hand on his back slowly rubbing it.
"No, I'm not okay." Nash sounded very aggrivated and angry at me..
"Is it something I did? Cause if it is I'm sorry! I don't thi-"
"It's not all you're fault Jo." Nash said inturupting me. At this point we were fully facing eachother on the bed.
"Can you tell me what I partially did then?" I took his hand in mine and looked at him nicely.
"I don't know. Seeing you at Konrads really hurt me. I hated seeing you hurt and getting hurt. But seeing those scars on you hurt me the most." He took his hand back and ran it through his hair nervously.
"I just hate the fact that you still ran to Cameron after all we all did for you! Then you shut him down and still expect him to have feelings for you. Oh then you go and say you feel sorry for him because he had a shitty childhood. After he shuts you down you breakdown in the middle of a hospital. I feel like an idiot for making you feel better when I should've been there for Cam. I'm sorry but Hayes and I are flying back to help Cameron. I promised him I'd get you a ticket home so I'll buy you a plane ticket but after that, no connection. Okay?" He had no stutter in his huge on going rant. He seemed hurt and confused at first but when he found his decision he sure as hell didn't mind telling me off.

It hurt so much to get yelled at by him. I thought he was there for me. But I guess not.. I sat there staring at him, not knowing how to react or what to do. I got up and walked to the bathroom without saying a word. I didn't even know what to do in there but I needed to get out of that awkward room before shit got worse. I looked in the mirror then down at my scars. A tear fell from my eyes.

"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!?!?" I screamed at my reflection. I heard Hayes and Nash ran to the door banging on it.
"Jo!! Are you okay????" They both yelled through the door.

I collapsed onto the floor, I tucked my head into my knees and sobbed. Nash and Hayes kept begging for me to open the door but all I heard was mumbles and my mind when into a blur. I had no idea what I was doing. I got up off the floor and opened the door to see a worried Nash and Hayes. I didn't say a word. I just pushed past them and went into my room.

I opened my suitcases and put on warm clothes. Since I already had a hoodie on, I just put on sweats. I had my Uggs also in my bag so I put them on. I had emptied out everything from my bags and put it all on the bed. I started to shift through everything to find only what I thought I would really need. Once I was satisfied with what I had packed into one bag (mostly my favorite clothes) grabbed my bag and purse that had been sitting on the bedside table. I opened my door and saw Nash and Hayes, again, standing there in awe of what was happeneing.

"Are you okay?!"
"What happened in there?"
"Where are you going?"
"Whats happening?"
"What are you doing?"

I was bombarded with all these questions. I didn't say a word, only kept a straight face and walked out of the hotel room. The door had closed behind me and I walked with my suitcase being pulled behind me and my purse strapped on my shoulder. I walked to the elevator and pushed "Main Floor" I rode down the elevator and waited for the door to reopen. Once it did I walked straight outside not looking at or speaking to anyone. I walked out to the crisp cold wind. I let out a breath and saw it come out. I just finally processed what had happened.

I had no idea what to do or where to go or what to do. I called a taxi and got in.
"Where to miss?" The taxi driver politely asked me.
"Airport please." I replied quietly.

I sat back quietly in my seat watching the beautiful city of Edmonton pass by my eyes. It was only a 10 minute drive and it wasn't heavy traffic so we were there in no time. I payed and thanked him for the drive. After I got my suitcase out, he drove away. I walked into the airport and straight to the closest teller.

"One way ticket to LA please." I asked as soon as I came in contact with her.
"Hey, are you Johanna? Cameron Dallas' girlfriend?" She asked nicely. I didn't want to deal with her right now. Especially since mine and Cameron's past couple days.
"Ex actually. We broke up a couple days ago. Can I just get my ticket?" I tried to sound nice as possible. But it obviously didn't work very well.
"Sorry. It's gonna be $479 please." She said in a snobby voice. I handed her my credit card and she typed in a couple more things then handed me my card and ticket. I grabbed them and walked away without saying a word. I made it just in time to the terminal to make the flight. I boarded and took my seat. I sat back still processing and fully realizing the entire night. I looked at my watch and saw 2:23 AM. Damn. That's surprising.