Rebeca's Pov
I hunch over the toilet, feeling like I'm throwing up everything I've ever ate. My stomach is in knots and my brain is pounding on my skull.
I groan in pain trying to get up. My legs feel wobbly and I feel as if I'm going to pass out.
"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
No it can't be I'm just sick. Stomach flu that's it. I keep repeating in my head. I slowly walk to my bed trying to remain on my two feet, but so much is going on my head I feel as I can't take one more step. I lay down trying to catch my breath and trying to stop my mind from thinking so much. Tears are rolling down my cheeks with being wanted nor noticed.
"Deep breaths Rebeca. Inhale, exhale." I say quietly to myself. A sobs falls from my lips and I take my wobbly hand to stop another one. My heart is breaking all over again while I lay in this cold lonely bed.
Tears race down my cheeks as flashbacks of Taylor walking out reply in my mind again again and again. He will forget about me anyways why am I so heartbroken?
"Why? Why are you so fucking stupid?" I tell myself as I dig my face into my hands.
"Why did you fucking think he will stay?! No one stays! Everyone leaves! What makes him so different?!" I start raising my voice. My heart is pouring out of my mouth and I can't stop it.
"You stupid girl you stupid stupid girl. You think someone can love a girl like you? No one will, they all leave. Why don't you get?"
"Why do you still try to find love?! Why did you find it? I thought love wasn't suppose to hurt?" My voice cracks and it's so fragile I hardly recognize my own voice.
Banging on my door rips me out of my thoughts and I hear Eric on the other side of the door. It's been a week now since I beat up his girlfriend and he hasn't even glance at me. I ignore it and cry calming myself down.
"REBECA OPEN THE DOOR!" Eric yells from outside but I don't have enough strength to get up.
I lay on my back and drown out everything but the pain it's still there. I need someone to distract me but not Eric I can't look at him.
"REBECA. I KNOW YOU ARE CRYING I HEAR YOU PLEASE LET ME IN. " He says loudly close to the door.
I take my phone in my hands and call the one person that I think of.
"Hello?" He speaks into the phone.
"I- I uh hi." I struggle to get words out of my mouth.
"Rebeca? Are you okay? You sound down." Nash's voice changes instantly.
"N-no I c-can't take the hurt in me. Nash h-help me pl-please. " I sob into the phone, grabbing a pillow to silence my gasping for air.
"Baby I mean Rebeca where are you right now?" He says quickly.
"I'm in New York with my brother." I say quietly finally calming down a bit.
"I'll be there in a bit Rebeca I'll help you." His soft yet raspy voice soothes me and I just nod until realizing he can't see me I mumble a quick 'thank you'.
"Rebeca please." Eric says in such a soft tone. I get up slowly until I get to the door and completely stop. My hand is trembling for some unknown reason, he's just my brother.
"Yeah and you beat the shit out of his girlfriend."
She deserved everything I thought. I take a deep breath and open the door, I'm looking down at his feet not wanting to look him in his eyes.
"Please look at me." Eric says almost in a whisper.
I look up at him slowly and that's were I lose it once again. I fall into his arms and cry and cry and cry. Sadness is poisoning my whole body, I'm so tired of being so sad.
"Maybe he shouldn't come back to me." I say into Eric's chest while holding on for dear life.
"He doesn't deserve you Becky Bear. You will find someone who will love you so much that they can't spend a moment without you. Instead of leaving they will always be in reach." Eric says softly as if he's afraid to speak. He rubs my back with one hand and runs his hand down my hair.
His words hit me hard and I feel the weight of sadness become a bit heavier. But he's right, that's what makes it so much more painful. It's for the best.
I hear knocks on the door and the door slam, I hear footsteps racing up the stairs. I let go of Eric and look up to see Nash with such a worried and sad expression on his beautiful face, he's sweating and panting. He runs over to me and quickly takes me in his strong, warm arms.
Tears fall down my cheeks once again and I dig my face into his chest breathing his heavenly scent which also calms me down. I feel his face being dug into my hair and he places soft kisses trying to calm me down. After such a long time of crying and strong hugs I finally have no more tears to shed. Nash and Eric are down putting in a movie and I'm upstairs getting in my pj's so I can be comfortable.
I walk down to see Nash laughing about something Eric said. He smiles is so beautiful I can't help but stare for afar. His hair is longer, he got taller and he dresses a bit different but it looks so good on him. He's is such a beautiful person my heart can't contain this throbbing tension that is going on because Nash is so loving and caring and plain beautiful.
He sees me staring from the stairway and opens his arms wide for my embrace. I walk slowly with a shy smile on my lips which causes him to tap his foot impatiently. My small smile turns into a visible smirk as I reduce the length of my footsteps. I watch my feet and count small steps, I hear loud fast footsteps and feel myself be pick off the ground. Pure joy is taking over my body as Nash runs all over the house with me on his shoulders.
He loud yet raspy laugh brings is music to my ears. He starts making airplane noises and I laugh really hard on how dorky he is, but I can't help but enjoy it even more. I stretch out my arms as wings and laugh.
"Fly with me?" I say softly.
"It would be my pleasure." Nash smiles brightly and flys.
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nash flys away from your bullshit lol.
(im dying fyi because of my lame ass joke.)
i am really sorry i haven't been updating often it's just that school is on my ass :((((((
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