Taylor Lautner Took My Virginity #Wattys2015

Chapter 8

        I went back home about two or three in the afternoon. My head felt much better by then, and mom and dad were at couple's therapy again, I called Katy to check on her but she didn't answer. So know I'm just waiting for mom and dad to get back home so I can tell them I'm ready to tell the police what I know.

Two hours later and neither of them are home yet. Katy came by to tell me that she was fine and alive. Taylor texted to tell me that he's got a new project to work on so he might not be around for awhile. Booboo told me that he was gonna go to England to visit my brother. Katy also told me before she left that she was going to the Bahamas for an early vacation, so I get to be all alone, unfortunately. 

The phone rang loudly throughout the house as I was trying to fix dinner for myself. I ran to the land line in the kitchen and answered. "Hello, Faith speaking." 

"Hello Faith. This is the Sherrif's office, Secretary Janice speaking. I was told to inform you that there has been a terrible, unfortunate, accident at the local club involving your parents."

"What happened?! Are my parents OK?!" I practically screamed in panic. 

"That's the thing, we don't know exactly what happened, or if your parents will be OK. They're in the hospital, and if I heard right your father is in the ICU. He's in critical condition, as for your mother, I'm not sure. I'm sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but I'm sure they'll be fine in the end-" I didn't hear what else Janice had to say. Instead I threw the phone on the ground watching it shatter. I shut the stove off and run out the front door. I don't bother to stop and dry the cascading stream of tears that have fallen from my eyes, I just run.

        "Faith, you're parents didn't make it. I'm sorry, we tried all we could to save them. There was too much blood loss from your mom, and your dad had a heart attack when he arrived. Your brother wasn't told yet, we wanted to see if you wanted to be the one to tell him, or if you wanted us to call. Your brother is going to come home and take care of you, we had that worked out as soon as he turned eighteen. 

"Y-you c-c-call him. I c-ca-can't d-do i-it." I said in between sobs. Before I knew it someone was holding me in their arms rubbing my back comfortingly. I couldn't see because all of the tears in my eyes. I felt him blowing into my ears gently, soothingly. When I couldn't take any more crying, and it felt like I couldn't breathe, I passed out.

        I heard a beep beep beep noise. I tried to open my eyes but it was too bright. I had a pounding headache, and a throbbing ankle. The beeping noise kept getting louder. I couldn't take it, I tried to open my eyes and see what it was, but it was like my eyes were taped shut, I couldn't open them. I can hear someone's footsteps getting closer to my room. Why is someone coming in my room? My parents are dead, and I don't think anyone called Jonathan yet.

"I think she's waking up! Doctor! She's waking up!" I heard someone scream. The voice sounded like it belonged to Jonathan. When did he get called? Who called him?

"You said she's waking up?" Taylor screamed next to me. Someone grabbed my hand and I jolted upwards immediately. "Jonathan! She woke up!" 

"Could you stop screaming?" I asked with my voice hoarse from not talking or drinking water for awhile, I think. 

Jonathan immediately rushed to my side. "Faith, you don't know how scared I was. First we lost mom and dad, and for awhile I thought maybe I had lost you too. You really scared me. Thank God you're alive." He had tears in his eyes, but he wasn't actually crying yet. It was sad to watch. Really sad. 

        So basically what's going to happen is that I'm going to stay with Jonathan in England. I don't know if we're ever coming back to America, maybe this'll be fun? Jonathan has had me packing since I got home from the hospital last night. Booboo was over here to, I'm starting to think that maybe Booboo and Jonathan have something going on  between the two of them. That would be kind of cute. I personally think they'd look cute together, and Jonathan seems really happy and relaxed around him. I wish I could be like that around someone, it'd be great.

"Faith, you need to get done packing. We're leaving tonight." Booboo said snapping me out of my thoughts. "I see you were thinking hard." He added before leaving my room, probably to find Jonathan.

Back to packing. "This is exhausting." I whispered to myself. A window snapped shut behind me and I turned quickly and saw Taylor. "Why are you here? Why did you come through the window?" I whisper-shouted at him with a glare on my face. I don't know why, but I'm just mad at him.

"Is that any way to welcome a guest?" He tried faking cheeriness and opened his arms for a huge hug and walked toward me. 

"Get away, I have to pack." I simply said and shoved him out my bedroom door. I hope he didn't fall down the stairs. They're right in front of my door. Oops?

        "One hour! We have to leave now!" Jonathan hollered at Booboo and I who were sprawled out on the living room floor staring up at the ceiling and asking each other random questions. 

"OK, calm down. Chill out. I don't know, let's go!" Booboo said excitedly as he ran to the front door and failed to open it because it was locked, and he was kind've drunk. 

"Dammit. Do I have to do everything myself?!" Jonathan muttered as he passed me and helped Booboo off his butt. "Faith, open the door, I've got the suitcases in the back of the car already. I really just want to get out of this house! Hurry!" 

I rushed out the door quickly and hopped into the back seat, I figured Booboo would sit up front with Jonathan anyways. Jonathan came out five minutes later cursing under his breath. He got into the drivers seat, made sure we were ready, and sped off to the airport. 

        "Are you kidding me! I bought tickets already!" Some old lady ahead of us in the line started screeching. I watched in horror as two security guards came up and hauled the lady out. 

"Hi, I need three plane tickets to London, England. Preferably for the next available flight. We're kind of in a hurry here." Jonathan said a little impatiently. When the lady went to get the tickets, Jonathan let out a deep breath and said, "God. This is taking forever! I hate it here." 

Booboo looked up in shock and nearly smacked Jonathan. Jonathan ducked and Booboo missed. I pulled Booboo to the side to see if I could get him calmed down a little bit before we leave. "The hell is your problem?"