Young Volcanoes

Are you trying to make me cry? PART ONE

Pete's POV:
It's funny how I hardly knew this girl and I cared so much. This statement is pretty complicated, considering, I'm talking about both Hailey and Alex.
I walked into the kitchen to grab a beer, when I saw Hailey. She was hunched over the counter, beer in hand, crying. She gulped down the beer, and started on another.
"Hey," I said, pulling out a beer myself. "Are you old enough for that?"
Hailey scoffed, and drank from her bottle.
"You know," I say, unscrewing the lid, "It might be a good idea to lay off the beers a bit."
In response, she opens another beer.
I sigh and sip my drink. It went down the wrong pipe, so I started coughing. She hit my back, helping me cough.
"Sorry." I mumble, finishing my coughing. She shakes her head, and put her bottle down.
"No, I'm sorry." She says, pulling her bang back. It was then I noticed her eyes. Even though her cheeks were tear stained, and eyes were threatening her with more tears to fall, she was beautiful. And totally bad a$$.
"Why are you staring at me?"
"Huh?"
She chuckles, "You've been stuck on stupid, staring at me for like, five minutes. Is something on my face?" She starts touching her face self consciously.
"Why do girls always think that?" I ask her, and she looks confused.
"Think what?"
"That when a guy stares at them, they must have something on their face." I take a step closer to her. The water drips down from the faucet. "When really, they're staring in awe of their beauty."
Our faces were close, and my heart pounded. She licked her lips, locking eyes with mine.
"Well I'll have you know 99% of the time there is something on my face." She says in sort of a dazed whisper.
I grin at her. "I bet you're still beautiful with something on your face."
"Guys."
Hailey and I turned at the same time, and see Andy standing there, pale as if he'd seen a ghost. (comment??)
"What's going on?" I ask, worried Patrick had hurt himself.
Andy didn't say anything. He just made a follow me motion. Andy and I started walking down the hall to the bedrooms, when I noticed the Hailey was at my side, clasping onto my arm.
I wanted to tell her to stay in the kitchen, so she wouldn't see something terrible. But it would have no affect on her, so she stays.
He leads us to the bathroom, where Gerard and Brendon are.
I step inside and see a body in the bathtub.
It's Kayla, with blood running down her arms.

Ali's POV:
"What's going on?"
Frankly, I was getting tired of asking. Mostly because I was thirsty, but also because I was tired of things going on.
Everyone kept whizzing past me, ignoring my question.
Joe runs by and I catch him. "Hey. What's going on?"
He looks scared. He inches out of my grasp. "It's Kayla."
He runs the way he was going and I grab Brendon.
"What happened to Kayla?!?" I scream.
"Come on." Brendon grabs my hand and leads me out into his car. I heard an ambulance in the distance.
Tears sprung in my eyes, "What happened to her?"
"S-she...." He took deep, shaky breaths, and continued. "She cut herself in the bathtub."
"What?" I whispered. More puddles appeared in my lap, though it wasn't raining. "Who found her?"
"Gerard and then me. He, uh, knocked on the door, cause he had to, uh, take a piss, and uh, she didn't, she didn't answer."
I cover my mouth as more tears fell. This whole thing, it's bigger than all of us. "Is she...?"
"No. No. God no." He assures me. "We sent for an ambulance. They said we found her in time for them to help. She's just unconscious."
That's when I started to wail.
"Oh my God." I cried, and the water from my eyes fell faster. My head was pounding so loud, I'm sure Brendon heard it. Brendon held me, because that's all he knew how to do.
And we just stayed like that in the car, holding each other, until the ambulance arrived.

Kayla's POV: (While Ali's in the living room. About 1:00)
"You mean raped?!"
The words rang through my ears over and over. I fell into Hailey's arms and cried. I always hated crying, until I began to not care if people called me a "Crybaby". (PLEASE COMMENTS.) When Mikey said that, my heart was starting to ache more.
If she was raped, it's my fault. I saw her leave. She told me she'd be right back. Something about a hat.
I thought she knew the guy, so I let her.
I'm such a terrible person.
Ali stood up, looking extremely pissed. " How could you, Spencer?"
"When we came up with the plan, I was mad. I wanted to get her, because of what she said, I didn't think that-"
And that's when Ali punched Spencer.
"Go to hell!" She screamed. She ran away so fast she didn't hear me clap.
She's so savage.
Brendon followed her out, and I stood up.
"How can you even suggest something like that as a prank? Kidnapping your friend to get back at her?" I spat.
"He was only supposed to scare her a little and drive around the neighbor-"
Then I punched him. "You freaking filthy pig! I can't believe I fell in love with you!"
I started kicking him, and Joe pulled me off.
"Hey, we can worry about kicking his a$$ later, okay?" He glared at Spencer, and continued, "We need to get ready. The cops are coming to talk to us."
"Fine." I mutter. I retreat to the bathroom, turn on the sink and splash water on my face. Turning off the water, I take a look at my reflection in the mirror.
My hair was dirty and everywhere, tears were stained on my face. I looked like a crazy person.
I lock the door, and strip into my bra and underwear. I run the water, plug the stopper, and step in, though it's cold.
The cold was relaxing to my body, though, because I felt feverish.
In the corner of my eye, I saw a razor.
It's all my fault.
I should die, to make things fair.
I'm so stupid.
I grab the razor, removed the blade, and began to splice open my wrists and arms.
I'm a terrible friend.
"Kayla...? You in there?...I, uh, I gotta tinkle." Gerard said from outside the door.
My vision was blurring.
"Kayla, please, I've gotta go."
Even though I was losing consciousness, I rolled my eyes. Classic Gerard.
Then everything was dark.
• • •
Of all the sounds in the world, they couldn't have picked a better sound to wake up to than beeping?
Whether an alarm clock, or hospital monitor, both noises waking you up in the morning make you want to shoot someone.
My arms stang and my head hurt. I felt a button at my thumb, and pressed it. I remembered faintly a nurse said it was morphine. Thank God.
"Kayla?" I managed to open my eyes and see Ryan.
I may have smiled, but I can't tell, "Hey Ryo."
They have me on some killer (no joke intended) medication. I turn my head slightly, and see Hailey and Ali looking at me.
No offence to them, but out of all of my best friends, I didn't want to see their face as much as just one.

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