Confused//Nick Bean

Chapter 69

I dropped the phone and fell to the floor. It felt like I couldn't breathe. Nick kept asking me what's wrong and Zach ran in the room. I couldn't even speak.

They were begging me to tell them what happened. I didn't even know what happened. I couldn't comprehend what I just heard.

This can't be real. This is all just a bad dream. Nick came over and picked me up. I cried in his arms and Zach was rubbing my back.

I calmed down a little and right when I was about to speak I burst out in tears again. "Courtney tell me what's wrong."Nick demanded.

"My mom died! She's gone! I have no one and she's never coming back."I screamed.

Nick didn't say a word and neither did Zach. "I need time."I said. They both just looked at me. "Get out!"I yelled. "Courtney."Nick said.

"I said get out!" I shouted again. Nick and Zach both walked out of the room. I called my grandpa back and he already has a flight for me to come back to Cali.

I started packing up my things and went downstairs. "I'm sorry but I have to go." I told Zach and Nick. "I'm so sorry Courtney."Zach ran up and hugged me.

"I'm coming with you."Nick said. "No you don't have too."I said. "I want too."He replied. "I'm coming to."Zach said. "No really it's okay guys."I said. I honestly just wanted to be alone.But the boys insisted on coming.

Apryll came in the room and said how sorry she was and that if I ever needed anything I could always come to her and I'm always welcomed here. I loved her like my own mom. She was like my second mom. When we were on tour she was always there for all of us.

I hugged her goodbye and Nick and Zach came down with their bags and we left for the airport.

We got on the plane and of course Nick and Zach got seated on the whole other side of the plane. I couldn't wait to get back to see my grandpa and grandma.

The plane was about to take off and then I saw this little girl crying. She kept telling her mom she was so scared. I remember when I was little and the first time I rode a plane I was terrified.

My mom comforted me by singing. She always sang to me whenever I felt scared or anxious no matter where we were at.

The mom picked up the little girl and started singing to her. She was singing twinkle twinkle little star. The little girl calmed down just like I did.

I started crying and realized how much I took my mom for granted. I don't think I can ever get over this.