Jaylen's POV
I got in my dad's car. "Have fun?"
"Yeah. I met this really cute girl." I looked at my phone.
"That's cool. Where's Jay?"
"I guess she left with Kendall. Kyle just left a minute ago and they were nowhere to be seen." He nodded. "She just texted me. She's nursing Kyle with Kendall's mom."
"What happened?" I shrugged.
Logan's POV
I sat beside Jade on the couch. "Aubrey take a breather." She stopped and looked at me, lightly blushing.
"It's cool. I should get going anyway." Daniel got up. "Nice meeting you all. Bye Bre." He kissed her cheek and left.
"He seemed nice." Peyton smiled.
"I personally didn't like him." I sat back, my arm wrapped around my wife. "He's too touchy feely."
"Logan shut up. You are the exact same way." I looked at Jade.
"I know but I married you." I chuckled pecking her neck.
"That has nothing to do with the situation." She rolled her eyes. The door opened and our parents walked in.
"Hey!" They sat on the couch beside Aubrey. "When did you two get here? And Logan what did you do to our daughter in law?" I looked at her wearing my t-shirt.
Jayden's POV
I ran downstairs. Kyle laid limp on the floor. "Kendall!" I lifted his head, putting a mat under it.
"Is he okay?" I looked up at Kendall and his parents.
"No. He's got a big gash on his head and is losing a lot of blood fast." He pulled his phone from his pocket and called an ambulance. Kyle groaned and I looked down. "Kyle don't move." He looked up at me and closed his eyes again. "Keep your eyes open." He opened them.
"W-what h-ha-" He fell limp, his blood on the mat.
"He's over here!" Kendall ran in with the paramedics. "How is he?"
"He just lost consciousness." I looked at him. "He was saying something and passed out." They put him on a stretcher, rolling him out with his parents following.
"We'll meet you there later." I looked at Kendall. "Babe?"
"Yeah?" He sat against the wall, his head in his hands.
"What's wrong?" I sat in front of him.
"Do you and your sister ever get those moments and feel telepathic?" I nodded. "I get those with Kyle. My head really hurts and I feel dizzy."
"Are you sure you didn't drink too much?" He nodded. "Go lay down. I'll be up in a minute."
"But we have to-"
"I will tell them. Go." He looked up at me and I pecked his lips. "Get up." I helped him get up and walk upstairs. He laid on his bed. I ran downstairs and fixed him a glass of water. I grabbed a bottle of painkillers and went upstairs. He was asleep so I put the water and painkillers beside his bed. I picked up his phone. I called his mom.
"Kendall where-"
"It's Jayden. Kendall didn't feel good so we won't be there tonight." I looked at him asleep and tiptoed out. "How's Kyle?"
"He lost a lot of blood. They're doing his surgery. Do you by any chance know how much he drank?"
"I'm not completely sure. I know he drank quite a bit." I heard Kendall get up. "I have to go. We'll be there in the morning." He walked past me and into the bathroom.
"Okay." I hung up and ran in. He threw up before he got to the toilet.
He made it to the toilet and threw up again. I started cleaning up. He finished and sat against the wall. His shirt was drenched in sweat and covered in vomit. "Shirt." He took it off and I threw it away. "Are you okay?" He nodded.
"Thanks love." I smiled, nodding. "Did you clean that up already?" I nodded. "I am so sorry. I really am." He grabbed my hand.
"It's okay. Come on." We got up. He brushed his teeth, me laying my head on his shoulder. I smiled at him in the mirror. I gave him his phone back. "I called your mom."
"How's my brother?" He looked down at me.
"They're stitching up his wound and he lost a lot of blood." I noticed his eyes get watery. "Kendall." He hugged me, burying his face in my neck. "He'll be okay." I wrapped my arms around him. He cried into my neck. "Come on." We walked to his room and laid down. He wasn't crying anymore, but just laid beside me with his face in the crook of my neck.
"Thank you." He sighed, laying on my chest.
"I love you Kendall."
"I love you too."
Tiffany's POV
The doctor walked out and I got up. "Your son is fine. We stitched up the wound on his head and replaced all blood he lost." I smiled. "However-"
"What? No however. You said he's fine."
"He has a concussion and he has amnesia. He may or may not remember you." I teared up. "Sorry ma'am. You can go see him if you like." I nodded and walked inside.
"Kyle?" He looked at me.
"Hi." I walked over to his bed. "Do I know you?" A tear slid down my cheek.
"I'm your mother."
"Mom don't cry." I grabbed his hand.
"I can't help it." He wiped a tear off and I smiled at him.
Kyle's POV
Where was I? I don't know. Who was the woman holding my hand? I don't know. How did I get here? I have no clue. Would I ever get my memory back? I hoped so. "If you're my mom, can you tell me what happened? I keep asking and no one will tell me."
"You fell and busted your head. You have a concussion and amnesia." I touched my head and felt the bandages wrapped tightly around my head.
"Excuse me, ma'am. Can I talk to you for a minute?" The lady nodded and walked out.
