Kingdom Of Cards chpt 4 N.S. story Bad Omens

Make a scene

Noah's POV
I stand in the hallway of the hospital as Folio had gone into shock. Thank God he came back. It looks like he's gonna be alright. He has a broken leg on his left and his right ankle is broken, but he's looking pretty good otherwise, just some internal bruising and mild bleeding.

I had Amanda take Sebastian home. This whole situation was disturbing for him and he shouldn't have to see anything like that yet. Now I'm just waiting for Eleanor. Amanda informed me that she'd be heading over so I should expect her any minute.

A few minutes later I see Eleanor walking in. She walks down quickly as I stand up straight after leaning against the wall. "Hey" I said as she gets up to me and slaps me. The sting hits my face hard as I process what just happened. "Are you f*cking kidding me? " I try so hard not to yell at her. "My friend f*cking gets into an accident and you slap me!" I was so pissed now. "How could you say that to him?" I furrow my brows. "The f*ck are you talking about? " she crosses her arms and adjusts her position. "Sebastian. You told him about the drugs? " she questions.
"He deserves to know. Stop living this fantastic life and get yourself some help... f*cking slap me" I said totally annoyed as she leans against the wall.
"He's eight years old" I was about to lose it on her. "I'm gonna lose it if you don't shut the f*ck up!" Rolling her eyes she walks off. I honestly can't deal with her right now. "Davis? Your friend can see you now." I turn to my left and see a nurse holding the door open for me. I nod before walking with her down to Folio...

LATER THAT NIGHT
I get home at 10pm since I was at the hospital all day with Folio. He's alright, just needs months to heal, which is concerning cause the boys and I need to get back on tour soon. Sally was only able to push it back for a month. Tomorrow I need to call Jesse, Brian, and Matt to arrange tour dates.

I walk upstairs and go into my bedroom where Ellie is sitting on the bed. I ignore her as I remove my hoodie and go into the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I get my toothbrush, Eleanor comes into sight.
"Don't talk to me " I said putting the toothpaste on my brush. "I'm so sorry about, Folio... But you know why I didn't want him to know. He's a young boy" I look at her through the mirror with cold eyes. "I told you not to talk to me. We're not talking anymore tonight. " I said then put the brush in my mouth. "Why are you mad? I should be the one who's angry. " she says as I spit out the paste. "Why are you trying to piss me off? Go to bed and we'll talk later. " I said walking past her and out to the bed. "Why are you so stubborn? " I put my hands up to warn her. "Eleanor... I've had enough for today. Don't talk to me anymore tonight." I then get into bed.
"I'm moving back to Canada " I look up her in disbelief. "Are you f *cking serious?" I questioned in anger. "Yes, my aunt is and I'm going to stay with her. " I shake my head. "Are you leaving us again? " she shakes her head. "No, I just need time away from you and the kids right now ok?" Rolling my eyes, I lie down in bed and pull the blanket above me. "Go... just go then " I mumbled turning the lights off and turning to face the wall.
God I'm so over this.

"Noah, I'm not trying to be selfish but I need a break, and if I don't take one then we won't make it." I don't say anything as she comes to kneel in front of me. "Noah, we're both struggling and need a break. "
"You told me to fix it, and now you're leaving me again. Why the hell did I ever give you another chance? " she stands up quickly and walks out of the room. My words hurt her but she hurt me so badly for five years, which is much worse.

Eleanor's POV
I already packed my suitcase this morning while Folio was at the hospital. I feel bad not stopping in, but Noah is annoying me and I'm clearly doing the same for him, so it's better to take a break from everyone.
Amanda is gonna help Noah with the kids while I'm gone. I'm just gonna be gone for a few months.

I grab my suitcase and head out of the house. My flight is in two hours so I'm going there with my Aunt Carly for the second time. I met her when I was a teenager and we've always had a great relationship, but dad and I moved so we lost touch. I'm excited to see her though. She's picking me up in ten minutes, but I'd rather stay outside then inside with pissed off Noah.

Noah's POV
I only slept for three hours before I woke up and puked. The withdrawals are horrible, but I can't go back. After this morning's chat with Sebastian it made me promise myself I wouldn't do it again. So I need to keep that promise.

I wipe my face off with cold water before grabbing my hoodie and heading downstairs to the kitchen. As I'm turning the lights on, I see Spencer sleeping on the couch. "Moring Spencer " I smile at him as his tail wags. It was 1:30am but I can't sleep at all, so I go downstairs to the basement.

I carefully down each step slowly before grabbing the photo album box.
Lots of memories hidden away in a box in my basement just waiting to reprise my memory. I sit down on the cold concrete where I was this morning and open the box.

The first picture is a photo of Sebastian, Will, the boys, Eleanor, and me at The Neighborhood concert.
That was a good night. A small smile appears on my face as I set it to the side to see the next photo. The picture is me and Paddy at a ACDC concert, our first show together a few years back. That too was a good night we had together and one of our first in a very long time. Unfortunately he's no longer here, but I hope he and Nana have already reunited. They both truly loved each other, though they did fight a lot, mainly cause of his drinking.

I move on to the next picture and it hit hard. It was a photo of Eleanor and I on our wedding day. We both were smiling full of love and joy, but all that love we had in this picture no longer existed. It was completely dead, all that's alive is our love for each other's physical presence and that's not true love. I miss us like this.
I don't know what came over me, but I take the picture frame and smash it into the concrete, shattering the glass into many peices. I remove the photo and kiss Ellie's face before setting it back into the box. I've had enough memory of what I've lost.

I stand up and set the box in the corner of the basement before going back over to where I was just sitting. I sit down and grab a small peice of the glass on the floor. I'm not gonna try to commit suicide, I just need to feel something more powerful than my depression. I take the sharp fin glass and press it into my skin. I cringed but kept going. I'm not gonna do any stupid where I need to seek medical help, I'm just numbing the pain as much as I possibly can.

My warm blood runs down my wrist and onto the concrete. I watch as the red droplets puddle up onto the cold floor as if it were about to rain. it was funny though, it isn't helping as much as I thought it would, it's just pain... Not any kind of relief. I continue to stare down at my bloody pile on the floor and think about how disgusting this felt too. It's no longer a relief, it's another cause of hurt. Why?

I stand up and us my black hoodie to clean up my mess before turning the lights off and going upstairs. I walk to the kitchen and grab my phone. I unlock the it and go to find her number. I just need to talk to her....