There's something about her

Chapter fifteen.

Sonya's POV

Soon enough we got up and left that place.  We slowly walked back to the bus.  All the other boys were inside watching a movie in their laptop.  "Hey" Andy greeted as we were walking in.  'He-woah who's that?  Please tell me that's not your girl friend because she's hot" CC smirked at me.  "Oh me too bro mind sharing" Ashley said also smirking at me.  I blushed.  Did they really think I'm pretty?  Or are they like Jayy.  I felt myself get sad as remembering him.  "I got to go" I muttered while running out of the door.  As I ran I heard Andy calling me but I needed to see Dahvie. I ran to the door of the bus.  I knocked. 
Please don't let it be Jayy please don't let it be-

        
Jayy opened the door.  "What do you want?   First you broke my heart and now your going to run it in?" He whisper harshly.  I bit my lip.  "You know everything's not about you.  Your not that important for everyone to keep talking about you.  You know my brother is here too right and plus as I recall I was the one crying not you" I yelled.  When he said he was the one with the broken heart I felt a a fie lit inside of me.  I was the one put through hell with him and he cheated but he's heart broken?

I pushed past him and left to find Dahvie.  "Dahvie" I called out.  "Yeah" He said coming out of the room in the back.  He saw me and his eyes lit up.  "Sony" He said with a goofy smile.  "When did you give me a nickname?" I giggled.  "Ever since you left and never called me" He said dramtically.  I hit my forehead.  "Fuck I forgot to I'm sorry" I said.  "No worries so what happened." He asked turning serious.
"He pinned me up against the wall and I stopped him and called me a worthless whore." I said biting my lip for like the millionth time today.  I didn't  to cry again.  He looked down "I'm sorry" he said.  "F-for what" I asked taken back by his apology.  "I should been there.  To protect you I mean.  I know you still want to give him a chance but i still think you guys should break up." He said stumbling over his own words.  "We broke up." I said loud and clear.  I didn't mean for it to go up really loud.  Suddenly Jayy ran into the room.  "No that whore found a new boy toy so she dumped me and left me heart broken" He yelled.  Dahvie got angry.  You could see it in his eyes.  So could Jayy.  Jayy backed up because we both knew he was dead.  Dahvie lunged at him.  They were throwing punches at each other but Dahvie had both of Jayy's hands pinned up.  "You asshole how dare you say that to her!  You know damn well that shes not a whore and you know damn well she's not a cheater.  I don't know where the hell did this new you came from but it better leave before I leave blood on the dance floor okay?" He yelled in face.  Jayy murmured something to me but I didn't listen.  I ran away.  I didn't want to listen.  I did want to hear anymore words from his mouth.  I ran until I couldn't breathe and my knees fell below me.  As soon as I got a deep breath I sobbed.  I yelled and kicked and scream.  "why do I miss him so much.  Why does it hurt so much" I sobbed.  In all of these moments of pain I ever felt, this was the worse.  It was in that moment that I realized why it hurt.  Why did it hurt when he called me names?  Why did it hurt when he cheated?  Why did it hurt when we broke up?  All of these questions all of them have the same answer.  I still love him.

Andy's pov

"what do you mean she's gone" I asked Dahvie.  "She ran after a little fight Jayy and her got into.  I'm kind of scared she going to do something bad." He admitted.  "Well we both have concerts tonight mine is around nine and yours is at six so I'll go look for her and you get ready" I said grabbing my shoes and hanging up.  After I got ready I looked around.  I walked almost thirty minutes minutes away from our bus and I heard small but sad sobs from the play ground.  I ran towards them and there she was.  Lying on the ground.  She was crying and had blood on her arms.  I slowly walked towards her.  "Are you okay" I asked her.  She looked up at me.  I gasped as I looked into her eyes.  Her eyes looked sad, broken, lost and dead.  Then i looked at her arms and they had cuts.  She was depressed.  And I felt worthless that I wasn't there to help her.  I picked her up and carried her back to the bus.  She was limp.  She wasn't dead because she was awake and moving but she acted dead.  All the guys surrounded me with concern written on their faces.  Blood dripping down her arms and a dead face was all they saw.  "Can you give us a minute" I asked while going into the bunks.  They all understood and left the bus.  I wiped her arms off with a tissue and wrapped her arms.  "Are you okay'' I asked her again but this time she replied.  "Why doesn't he love me?  I love him so much and I just feel used and unwanted.  Did I do something wrong?" She cried into my chest again.  "Shh its okay you did nothing wrong" I said gently.  "I feel hated by everyone but Dahvie.  Why does everyone hate me" She asked.  "I don't" I said.  She looked at me and I saw a spark of life go on.  She leaned in closer and closer until our lip met.