If I Stay

Chapter 22

Once Acacia & the 2 other girls step off stage, she runs towards us, clapping her hands. "That was amazing!" Sam says, getting up & hugging her. She doesnt seem to notice him. "How was I?" She asks, scooting in next to Jc. I glance at her then at Trevor. I raise my eyebrows, not sure what to say. He bats his eyelashes, attempting to remind me to play nice. I roll my eyes.

"Hey, you did good." I say, touching her shoulder. She wips her head in my direction, her hair hitting my face. "Huh? Oh thanks." She shrugs off my compliment as if it meant nothing. I look back at Trevor, helpless.

What did I ever do to this girl to make her hate me so much? "Was I good?" She asks, pouting. Jc chuckles, placing his hand on her skinny ass thigh. I feel my heart drop down to my stomach. "You did great, caca, trust me."

Trust me.

I tap him on the shoulder. "Babe Im gonna go outside, get some fresh air. Ill be back." I give him a quick peck on the lips before practically running out of the shop. "Is everything okay?" Ricky asks, walking up behind me. I flinch at his words. I havent talked to him ever since the incident.

I look at him, tears threatening to spill down my cheeks. "Does it looks like everythings okay?" I bark, sniffling. He looks taken aback.

"First you basically abuse Nalla, now my own boyfriend is flirting with that girl who I dont even know right infront of me!" I put my head against the wall, the wind sending chills down my spine. "Woah woah woah." He says, his face turning red.

He's getting pissed.

"What the fuck do you mean I abused Nalla? Me pushing her is abuse?" He clenches his fists, gritting his teeth. He cant be fucking serious. "Well it sure isnt no brotherly love!" I snap, glaring at him. His eyes go cold, & he raises his hand before slapping me across the face. I slump down to the groud, letting the tears fall.

"What the fuck?!" Jc runs over to us & shoves Ricky against the wall. "What has gotten into you!" He yells, grabbing him by the collar. I look at the both of them, pleading Jc to stop. "Baby no, Im fine." I try to get up, but Im shaking too much. "This isnt fine, Court! He just hit you!" Ricky looks down at Jc before punching him in the jaw.

I watch at Jc stumbles back, clenching it. "Ricky stop!" I yell, sobbing. Ricky ignores me, stomping towards Jc. He kicks him in the ribs, Jc grunting in pain. "Whats going on out here?" Someone shouts.

It was a cop.

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Rickys POV

"Im sure it was an accident." My mom says, her hands down on her lap. I was sitting down next to Courtney in the police station. "That was no damn accident, mom! Jc had to go to the ER!" Courtney protests, slamming her fist against the arm of the chair. I chuckle at her sudden anger.

She sure wasnt angry when I beat the shit out of her precious boyfriend. "Settle down, ma'am." The police officer says gently. Courtney falls back into her seat. "Well, whats going to happen to my son? Will he be thrown in jail because of self defense?" I smirk. Good job mom, good job.

Courtneys head goes up, confusion waving over her face. "Self defense?" She says, getting up. She glares at our mother. "You call hitting his own sister then beating my boyfriend is self defense?!" She stomps her foot down on the light blue tile. "Sweetie hitting you was an accident. He didnt know what he was doing! Plus, Jc hit him first, right Ricky?"

I look up at the officer, then my mom. I nod my head, pouting. "He stormed out of the shop & punched me in the stomach." I say, looking at the ground. These stupid fucks are so gullible, they'll believe anything. "See? Now can we please go?"

The officer sighs. "Im afraid we'll have to keep him in over night. But you can pick him uo first thing tomorrow." We all get up from our seats. "Come on, son." I walk over to the officer, watching as my mum walks up to Courtney, wrapping her arm around her. "Why do it?" The officer asks. It takes me by surprise.

"Why do it? Well, out of self defense." I say flatly. He chuckles, unlocked a small holding cell with a toilet & bed. "Ill see you tomorrow." He gently shoves me into the cell, locking it behind me.

"See ya, dad."

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Courtneys POV

I didnt want to look at my mother, let alone talk to her. How can she say that Ricky attacking Jc was self defense? Jc didnt even hit him, not once.

We were heading to the hospital that Jc & the rest of the guys were at. It was awkward, in the car. My mothers eyes stayed on the road, & I looked out my window. When we pulled into the parking lot, she sighs. "Look, Courtn-" She begins, but I hold my hand up. "No, mom. Im done talking about this. I just want to see Jc." I unbuckle my seat belt, opening my door.

"May I see Jc Caylen, please?" I ask the lady at the front desk. She looks down at her clipboard, then frowns.

"Im sorry but he's in surgery right now."