My Badboy

Chapter 24

Blake POV

I had just looked up her address. No, I'm not a stalker. I want to go over there and apologize for whatever I did so we can be back to friends. I know what you're thinking. No, Blake! You need to go and get her. You guys can't just be friends.

I know, but I don't think she likes me. She obviously hates me. I find her address and start to head out. My mom stops me before I have a chance to go and she says "Where do you think you're going?"

"Mom, I have to go talk to a friend, she hates me and I want to make things right." I say.

"Wait, she?" "Is it that girl, uhh what's her name?"

"Oh!! Oh, don't tell me! I got it. Is it that girl Brittany, the one you've been telling me about?"

Now I know what you're thinking. Aww, he talks about her to his mom! Yes I do that. Turns away and slightly blushes. Yes I talk about her, she's amazing.

"Yes mom, her." I say running my hands through my hair.

"OK honey. I want to meet her soon. Be safe! Love you!"

I groan. I don't want my mom to meet her. My mom is embarrassing.

I grab my coat and keys and head out the door. I pull up to a big white house. It's a little smaller than my house but it's still big. I walked up her front steps. I knock on her door. Nothing. I knock again. I wait and there is nothing.

I ring the doorbell a couple times and she doesn't answer. I slowly twist the doorknob and it surprisingly opens. I slowly step inside and the house is black. I walk upstairs and find an empty room with a bed in it that I've never seen before. I walk in and see a picture lying the bed. I pick it up and I see a little girl with long black hair, a young guy about in his late twenties and a young woman with brown hair. They have their arms around the little girl. They look like a happy family. I look closer and realize the little girl is Brittany. They must be her parents. I put the picture back where it was. I find Brittany's room and knock. No answer.

I walk in and can't believe what I see. Brittany is lying on the ground with blood surrounding her. I run over to her.

"Brittany!" I start shaking her and she doesn't move. "Oh help me!" I take out my phone with shaky hands. "Yes honey, is everything alright?"

"Mo-mom, Bri-Britany, she she's on the floor and and she's bleeding a lot. Mom help please." I say. I'm freaking out.

"Holy shit! OK honey take her to the hospital. I'll be there shortly."

I pick Brittany up and carry her to my car. Oh shit. My nice car is gonna be covered in blood. Wait i care more about Brittany then my car. Wait no I don't. Oh well. I place her in the car and get in the driver's seat.

We finally arrive to the hospital and I rush in. I go to the front desk. "Excuse me miss-" She puts her hand in my face and says rudely, "Sir, I'm on the phone, you're being very rude."

Oh no she didn't. "Excuse me miss, I have a crisis other then you being on the phone. This girl here, I don't know what happened, but she's bleeding very badly from the bead and other places. She's unconscious and her pulse is slowing down! So put the damn phone down and help me for God's sake!" I yell at her.

She looks down and hangs up the phone. "I'm very sorry sir-"

"No, don't talk just help her"

She calls a doctor down and he comes running in with a surprised look. He gets some other nurses and rushes her into a room. I try going in, but they won't let me. I look through the doors as they start doing what doctors do and slowly, a single tear falls down my face. I slide down and put my head in my hands. Why is this happening to me?
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Hey guys here is a longer one. Hope you like it!

Published: April 5, 2016
720 words
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