Broken // Book Two

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Fifteen

Zoëy Braun

Lately Justin and I have been spend a lot of private. Not only a lot of sex, but we just spend time time together in private, like he'll come to my house (well Scooter's house cause he won't let me go home), or I'll have a driver drive me to his house. Scooter still doesn't know we are seeing each other and neither does Selena.

I know it's wrong for us to be sneaking around, but it's like we're so in love that we'll do anything to be together. The dream I had a few days a school opened my eyes. I saw how you could lose people in the blink of an eye. If I lost Justin I don't know what I would do.

Sometimes I'll think about how he changed my life for the positive. We've been through things, but that just taught me lessons in life.

"Zoëy! Zoëy wake up!" Someone began to shake me out my slumber. I fluttered my eyes open to see Scooter standing over me.

"What?" I groan turning on my stomach. "Nash is in the hospital. He tried to commit suicide." My eye shot open. "What? W-what do you mean?" I ask getting worried.

"He tweeted saying 'bye world', and than Cameron called me saying Nash tried to kill himself because of... You." He said the last part quietly.

"M-me?" I gulped, my heartbreaking at the thought of someone taking their life because of me. "Is he okay?" I ask. "Doctors said he's fine. They stitched up his wrist and flushed the pills out his system. He's staying over night, but he's going home tomorrow. Well later cause it's now 12."

"I need to go see him." I stand up from the bed and throw on a pair of sweatpants and sweatshirt. "Can somebody drive me to the hospital?" I ask. "I'll get a driver to bring you." He walks out closing the door. I sit on the side of the bed with my head on my hands.

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I walked into the room to see Nash sitting on the bed, Hayes sitting in the corner on a big seat, Cameron sitting in a chair next to Nash's bed, and Nash's mother standing at the foot of the bed.

Everyone stopped talking and laughing and looked at me. "Uhm H-hi." I gave a small wave. "You slut get out." Nash's mother scoffed. I was taken back by her sudden words. "Mom don't call her that!" Nash defended.

"I'm sorry." I said looking down at my feet in shame. "Sorry isn't gonna fix anything." His mother scoffed once again. "Can we have a few minutes?" Nash said annoyed with mothers attitude. Everyone left without a word.

I slowly walked over to the bed and stood next to him. "Nash I'm so sorry. I really didn't know I did this to you. I hate myse-" he cut me off. "Zoëy don't say that. It's not your fault. I did this cause I was having a moment of weakness."

I grabbed his hand gently. "W-why did you do it?" I ask tears rolling down my cheeks. "Zoëy the day you woke up, I came to see you an-and I saw you and Justin kissing. I thought you didn't care about me anymore." He looked paused for a moment. "When we had sex, I though it we had something. I didn't just think it was sex. I was making love to you. Because I love you." He looked me in the eyes with tears in his eyes. "Nash, I am truly sorry. I didn't know you felt that way. I-i don't even know what to say right now." More tears began to fall from my eyes.

"Zoëy you don't have to say anything. I know you love Justin and I know he loves you. I'm over it now. I'm not saying I don't love you, cause trust me I love you, but I want you to be happy. Can we just go back to being best friends?" He put his hand out.

I moved his hand and have him a gentle hug. "Now get in this bed, so we can watch some television." He said with a country accent. I giggled and got in the bed next to him laying my head on his chest as he wrapped his arm around me. I drifted off to sleep listening to his heart beat.