Bro Code [JC CAYLEN]

Chapter 13

Kian's POV

JC has been in the hospital for two days now, and he's doing a lot better. Marisa and I haven't found out the real story behind his injury that only he can tell, and it was really pushing us. I mean, we wanted to find out but no time seemed right. As silly as it sounds, and how simple it is to accomplish, we can't and haven't asked him for the story. Continuing to wonder is all we put ourselves to. I couldn't take it no more, so I began to think up ways to ask.
"So how exactly did you fall?" I blurted while JC complained about the pain in his leg.
He turned his head over to me, as Marisa shot a surprised glare.
"Only coz, you're in a a lot of pain..and I'm curious?" I immediately regretted my actions, heat rose to my cheeks.
"Oh yeah. That was quite a fall, huh?" JC chuckled, as Marisa remained to stare at me with wide eyes.
I faked a laugh in relief and watched Marisa, JC looked over to her and her face instantly changed to a smile. She rubbed his shoulder, and he grinned at her.
"Anyone else hungry?" I rubbed my stomach in circles.
"Yeah, I'm starving" Marisa replied.
"Yeah, I could eat," JC said after.
I needed to change the topic, and I was actually hungry.
"Anyone up for Taco Bell?" I smirked.
"What kind of question is that?" JC said.
We discussed our orders, and Marisa came with me to pick it up.
"Kian, what a brave move you did," Marisa remarked sarcastically.
We were now walking down the cold hallways of the hospital down to the parking garage.
"Haha, so funny. Look, I thought it was a good time, but as soon as the words slipped out of my mouth I knew I shouldn't have said anything. But I want to know why this is such a bad thing to ask? Why can't we just know?" I spoke as we entered an elevator. Four people entered behind us, keeping Marisa quite. She didn't respond the whole time, till we got in the car. Only it wasn't continuous.
"Can we go to my apartment so I can take a shower and change? I'm sick of these hot clothes and my hair is getting on my last nerve," she buckled her seat belt and looked over to me as I sat in the drivers seat.
"Yeah. I could drop you off, you can do all that then I'll go to my house update the guys and girls real quick, maybe change, then pick you up and we can get Taco Bell," I said reversing out of our parking spot, and headed to Marisa's place.

Marisa's POV

Kian just dropped me off at my place to freshen up a bit, I've been in the same dirty clothes for three days and I felt disgusting. I was so eager to shave and smell good again, get rid of my nappy hair.
I hopped up the stairs to my apartment, and paced to my door. Unlocking it I entered then closed the door behind me. I ran to my room knowing I needed to hurry. Kian won't take longer than a half hour before returning. Turning on the water and letting it heat up, I removed my clothing tossing the items into my hamper, and let my hair down.
After my shower, I wrap a towel around me and get ready in my room. I noticed JC's shirt he let me borrow, thrown on my bed. Smiling at the sight of it, I grab it and held it to my nose. It was weird I was obsessed with his scent, but I didn't care. My room door swung open, almost causing my heart to skip a beat.
"What the hell guys," I let out a breath of relief, to see it was just Brent and Cheyenne hiding behind him.
"Uh..I'm..I'm, sorry," Brent scratched his head and walked away.
Cheyenne walked in and shut the door behind her.
"Oops, sorry. We didn't hear you come in, I thought someone broke in when I heard noises from your room," she explained.
I told her I was just here to shower and when Kian was ready, I'd be going back to the hospital, so she left me to get ready. Making sure I locked my door once she left, I found my brush where it always lays on my bathroom counter, and combed my hair. Afterwards, I sat in my damp, warm towel applying acne cream on my face, hoping it'll stop any pimples that were about to appear because of missing so many showers. Then, made my way to my bed, the only thing I missed more than taking a shower these passed few days, and just layed back. My phone rang, I heard it from the dining room table where I left it when I came in. Its probably Kian. Opening my door, I pop my head out to see if Brent was in sight, in which he wasn't. So I made a run for it. I grabbed my phone and jogged back to my bedroom.
'I'm here' Kian texted.
'Come up, I'm not done getting ready,' I replied within seconds.
'Already at your door'
Ugh.
I took off my towel, now rushing to get dressed.
The familiar sound of my door being flung open, repeated.
The first thing that shot through my mind was: I forgot to lock my door!
I turned around, to meet Kian's eyes. He stood there frozen.
"God! Does anyone knock anymore!!?" I yelled, flushing in embarrassment.
Running to my bathroom, I waited to hear my room door close. When it finally closed, I walked across my room, and put on a pair of clean underwear and a bra before I did anything else. Putting on a pair of jean shorts, and a blue tank top, I slid on black sandals, grabbed my phone and headed out my room.
"I'm ready," I told Kian, acting as if what just happened didn't.