I sat on the bed for a little bit, just thinking. Thinking of why Wyatt left and where he could be. He had tried to convince me at the motel that he wanted to leave me and go himself to do whatever he wanted to do. Now things made sense, he wanted to kiss me one last time last night, he wanted to stay with me last night and he told me not to hate him. I didn't hate him, but that's not to say that I wouldn't strangle him when I saw him next, or if I saw him.
I decided to go and find Grayson and Jake. I knew they knew and they could say nothing that could deny this fact. I got up and stumbled out of my room. My hair was a mess and I my eyes were droopy, but finding out where Wyatt was seemed more important than how I looked.
As I neared the kitchen, I heard Grayson and Jake talking. "She's gonna flip, Gray. I don't have a good feeling about this." I recognized Jake's voice and instantly knew he was talking about me.
"He didn't have any other choice, Jake. If he did, he would have taken it and he doesn't want to put her through anything else." Grayson sighed.
"What are we going to tell her, though? We both know that she won't stand any more lies and we can't exactly come up with any more."
"You got that right." I finally spoke up and entered the kitchen. Grayson and Jake who were leaning against the counter both jumped and looked at me with grief. "Gemma we..." Jake stumbled.
"You what?" I asked, seriously. I wasn't mad, but I was curious and I wanted to know.
"Gemma, please hear us out before you get mad at us." Grayson stepped forward in attempts to calm me.
I nodded, understandingly and sat down at the small coffee table placed at the edge of the kitchen. "I don't know how to start this." Grayson mumbled nervously. "Jake, take it away."
"Me?" Jake asked, shocked. "Why me?"
"Because it's okay if she's mad at you," Grayson said in a 'duh' tone.
"No, it's not. The quiet ones are always more violent-" Jake argued with a serious tone.
"Could one of you please enlighten me before I go on a man hunt?" I interrupted.
Grayson and Jake looked at each other, but eventually Jake sighed, defeated, and sat down across from me. "Okay, so...please don't kill me?" Jake begged.
I chuckled sadly, "I won't. Just please tell me everything."
"Wyatt found out who had shot him." Jake spoke quietly. "It was his ex-girlfriend, June. Remember her? Wyatt said that you've met her before. She promised to help you guys, but she was a part of the gang the entire time. We don't know why, but that's how it turned out. The gang wants one thing and one thing only, Gemma and that's for Wyatt to pay and that could be in any form. Whether it's money or his life. He wanted to put a stop to this once and for all so he went to find the gang and give them what they want. He doesn't have the money, Gemma but he is willing to fight them or do whatever they want him to so they can have what they have wanted for the past, who knows how long-" Jake elaborated and word by word my heart broke a little more.
"He didn't want to leave you, Gemma. But he knew that you would be more safe with us than with him. The guys will do whatever they can to get to Wyatt and they still know about you too. They have your mother making calls around the clock to find you, but ever since Wyatt broke your phone, they haven't had any access and they've just been getting more pissed. So when Wyatt found out that June was the one who shot him, he just assumed that the gang had put her on his tail because he trusted her and now he's gone to go ham on her ass and everyone else's." Grayson finished for Jake.
I took in the information for a minute. He left for good reason, but he still should have told me, yes I would have gone with him, but he still couldn't leave me here, because I was still going to go after him. "I hope you guys know that I'm not going to sit around here. I want to go after him."
Jake chuckled. "Wyatt was right."
"About what?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.
"You won't take this laying down."
"Of course, I won't." I stood up and my tone rose.
Grayson and Jake looked at each other again. "We can't let you go-"
A pit formed in my stomach. "Why not? Guys he could be in trouble, I know we might be too but he went alone. What if-"
"Gemma," Jake laughed. "We didn't finish, Gemma. We were going to say that we can't let you go alone" He stood up and came to stand beside me. "We're coming with you."
Grayson smiled genuinely and came to stand beside me too. I looked at both of them and realized they were serious. A smile made its way onto my lips and I wrapped my arms around both of them and pulled them into the tightest bear hug ever. It was official. I had the best brothers ever.
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"So you're telling me....that you don't know where in the goddamn hell, Wyatt Evans is?"I asked, dumbfounded.
"That is correct, my dear older sister." Jake spoke formally. "If we did, we would tell you."
I placed my face in my hands and groaned. "Ughhhhhh. We've been at this for hours now. What are we going to do?"
Jake and Grayson were silent for a minute. "Why don't we take you back to Northfield, Gemma? You can check up on Leah and Mrs. Evans and Brian as well. If you want, you can even check up on your mom..."
I looked up to see if Jake and Grayson were serious. They were. "Guys, I ran away from Northfield. I can't just go back, ya know. What if those men are still there?"
Jake smiled sadly. "We don't know, Gem. We're just trying to help and get your mind off of Wyatt in any way that we can."
I smiled back genuinely. "And I appreciate that...Okay, let's go back to Northfield. Who knows? Maybe Wyatt will be there, right?"
Jake and Grayson looked at each other in distress. "Uh...yah, maybe." Just by their answer, I knew that he wouldn't be there. But what I also knew was that I had a life that I had to get back to. I had Brian, I had my mother and yes, I wanted to make sure that Mrs. Evans and Leah were okay as well. this was the battle between my brain and my heart. As cheesy as it was, my heart wanted to be with Wyatt but my brain wanted to be logical. So like always, I decided to go with my brain. I didn't want to be hurt anymore, and I thought it best to leave this entire thing behind and return to my life.
"Okay, guys. Let's go. It's a long drive back." I teared up slightly and turned around because I didn't want my brothers to see it. Then I quickly rushed out of the kitchen and ran upstairs to grab whatever stuff I had. I guess, in the end as much as I wanted to find Wyatt, I wouldn't be able to. I didn't know where in the hell he was, how he was or who he was with. I didn't even have any way of reaching him and the only thing I could do is what I was going to do. Leave everything behind. I didn't want to, but I had to. Guess Wyatt was right, there are no happy endings in life. Little did I know, that my story wasn't over yet and deep down I knew that everything turns out okay in the end, if it's not okay, it's not the end.
(A/N: THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE BOOK! It's just another chapter that I had a lot of fun writing. I promise things will get better and sorry for the short chapter, lovlies. IS IT TOO LATE NOT TO SAY SORRY? Loool I needed a filler for the next chapter because.....IT'S GOING TO BE IN WYATT'S POV! Stay wonderful and I'll update soon! :)
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