Fighting Fame(Jacob Sartorius, Blake Gray, Hunter Rowland, Mark Thomas, Brandon Rowland FanFic)

Chapter 22

•Blake's POV•

     Willow's mom had something wrong with her? I couldn't believe it when Hunter told us. I checked my side tables clock, 3:14 a.m. He's told us several hours ago and I still hadn't texted her. I was scared too, she had Hunter and I knew they were happy, I didn't want to try and interfere with that, but I still needed to talk to her.
      I pulled her messages up in my phone, not a thing since I'd left that day. I was on the flight and she said "Have a nice flight Blake. :)"

     I typed "Hey Willow! 🙂 I doubt you're awake, but Hunter just told us about your mom..I hope she's okay and I really hope you are too.. I'm always here, you know?  Well, I'll text you tomorrow when you're actually awake, lol. sweet dreams..🙂"
     I sat my phone on the bedside table, not expecting a reply, but my phone quickly buzzed.
     A message from Willow that read. "Hunter told you? Wth. I didn't want everyone freaking knowing about my broken homes damn problems!! Who else did he tell?!"
     Oh, no. I messed up, wait no. I didn't mess up Hunter did.

Willow:"I see you read it answer your damn phone"

Me:"Look, he thought he was doing the right thing. Jacob and Holly already knew, but he told me and Mark.."

Willow:"Holly told Jacob!"

Me:"I'm assuming she did bc they said they already knew..."

Willow:"I'm so done."

Me:"Willow.."

Me:"Willow answer me."

Willow:"I want to be alone."

Me:"You can't just shut everyone out."

Willow:"Go away"
     Ow, she wanted me to leave? I was just trying to be there for her like Hunter wanted us to do. This is Hunter's fault, if he would try and talk to her before telling people about her life none of this would have happened.

•back to WILLOW'S POV•

     I can't believe it, why would Hunter just tell people? Yea, he probably thought he was helping, but he could've asked first.
      I looked at him sleeping in the bed next to me. How could someone so cute be such an idiot?
     I moved to the foot of the bed and crawled over his legs, I needed some fresh air.
     I grabbed a pair of black leggings and a random t shirt. It looked like Hunter's pink v-neck, but I wasn't sure because of the dark.
     I pulled my shorts off, the leggings on and threw the shirt on over my tank top.
     I headed downstairs with my phone in hand.
I opened the door quietly, and stepped out and checked my phone 1:17 a.m. I hope I don't wake anyone.
(keep in mind there's a time difference in where Blake lives and Hunter does. Sorry if it messes anyone up.)
I was half way down the street when my phone started ringing.

"What? Hello?"

"Willow? Are you okay?"

"Blake?"

"Yea, I'm sorry Hunter told us without asking you, but you deserve to have support."

"Blake, look.."-I took a deep breathe. "I don't blame you, honestly. Hunter should have asked me yea, and he didn't. So, I'm a little erked at him, but honestly though I don't need everyone knowing my business. Maybe it helps you guys, but not me."

"And I get that, but please don't block me out. Out of all the people you can block out don't make it me."

"I won't, I'll call you later."

"You better." then I hung up and continued walking, my life was just a giant freaking mess.