Bad Little Californian

Chapter 10

Hayes' POV

I skated as fast as I can towards the hospital, my foot pushing forcefully against the roads every few seconds. I can feel my face burn with anger. Anger at the world, anger for my life and mostly anger for her. Its honestly pretty funny how I can go from loving someone to hating them so easily but then again her presence is ruining mine and everyone else's life so I have a damn good reason to hate her.

She cant even begin to understand how complicated my life is, especially with her in the picture. She doesn't know how hard my life is! 

I turned the corner to be greeted with a small glance at the hospital Nash was in. A cold feeling whipped through my body at the thought of my older brother spending more than a few hours in this grey eyesore of a building.

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I jogged into the building with the board in my hand, "Nash Grier, I'm his brother" the lady at the desk took a few minutes to respond leaving me a little anxious and annoyed at how she isn't taking this so urgently like I am.

"Room A24" I nodded and dashed down the long, cold white halls of the hospital. The only noise was the squeaking of my shoes and the distinct chatter of doctors and nurses. I jogged further

 'A20' 
'A21'
'A22'
'A23'

I stopped at the double doors blocking my path towards the other side of the hall wing , where Nash is laying there in pain and the other guys sitting there anxiously and sleep deprived. I felt myself take a deep breath and push both doors to be met with everyone sitting on the hospital waiting seats, everyone including my parents and Sky.

"Hayes why are you here?" my mom was the first to come up to me and engulf me into a hug, Sky under her hugging at my knees. 
"I really want to see Nash" I mumbled after my mom let go of me. I bent down towards Sky and hugged her properly, I felt tiny droplets of water trickle down onto my shoulder which made my heart break. Gently I started to rub Sky's back. I hate seeing my little sister cry. 

"Where's Kylie?" Shawn looked up form his hands, his eyes held a tinge of red and half they were closed. 
"Kylie? As in Kylie Dallas?" mom's eyes went huge but I was trying desperately hard not to roll mine. 

"Yeah, um she came back from that boarding school thing a few days ago" I scratched the back of my neck not quite sure how to tell her that she was shipped off to the other side of the country by herself and she's only back so that social services wont get Ms. Dallas into shit and that Cameron can keep his reputation.

"Oh, boarding school?" she gave me doubtful eyes, "where exactl-" Cameron cut her off

"She lived with my aunt in Philadelphia, she got an art scholarship there and my mom didn't want her to miss out on a cool opportunity" he rushed, then resumed his slouching position. Mom nodded and turned back to me.   

"Okay then, where is she?"
"Yeah Hayes, I thought she was with you" I looked over to Matt who was leaning against the wall and glaring at me.

"Look I'm here to see Nash and not answer one hundred questions about Kylie" I snapped, "She's jetlagged from flying across the country and its not like she wanted to see Nash anyway" everyone looked at me with shocked expressions, well except for Matt but I couldn't care less at the moment.

I leaned my skateboard against the wall and walked over to door 'A24' and opened it.

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Kylie's POV

I kicked the empty cola can and watched as it skimmed across the concrete until it hit the brick of a building making it clang loudly. I carried on walking down the sleepy street, looking up for a few seconds then looking back down to my feet. I haven't felt this crappy ever since the first time I took a step into Jersey and even then I didn't have the guilt of putting someone in hospital weigh me down. I wandered into a deserted park and slouched down on one of the benches, watching as the city around me started to wake up. 

I swear these boys are doing something to me! Only a few weeks ago I was living an almost care free life, where all these dumb, petty emotions didn't wash over me almost every day and I was able to do anything without thinking of the consequences. But now I cant even step out my 'room' for five minutes before someone yells at me for something, or someone criticizing whatever I do and just trying to make me feel like shit.

Yeah I've only been here for one night yet those boys somehow turn this on me and say that I'm the one ruining people lives. Plus so much drama has happened. I've barely known these boys for three weeks yet they somehow convinced me to move here with them, have me fight one of them, one ends up in hospital because of me, I met my mom for the first time in years and now Hayes hates the living shit out of me.

You know, I actually prefer the old and grungy town I used to live in. As I continued to think deeply about anything possible I shoved my hands in my- well Alex's old jacket and felt something rustle. I took out the thing and instantly recognized it.

Acacia's phone number

I smirked to myself before taking out my phone and dialing the number.
I listened to the phone's monotone ring at the other end of the line for what felt like years. I don't care if I'm on hold or whatever for three hours I just want to hear her voice and feel connected back to the East coast.

I sat there for five minute watching people pass by. The phone was still ringing. 
Letting my head rest on top of the wooden bench I groaned quietly. 

"What" a groggy voice mumbled from the other side of the line. I smirked. 
"Oh I missed your enthusiastic attitude huh" there was a small shuffling sound before she started to speak again but this time in more of a whisper.

"It took you some time to call me. I thought you almost forgot about me"
"Its only been a night, and how can I forget a person like you?"
"Fair points" there was a hushed mumble other than Acacia's voice, I listened to her reply softly back and then her walking to probably another room or a bathroom.  

"Who's in the room with you?" I pretty much already knew the gist of the answer, 
"Remember Khan, the one who went through major life changing puberty" I laughed at the thought of her and Khan together.

"Isn't he Elise's boyfriend or something like that?" 
"Since when has that ever stopped me" 

"I swear with the rate your going you're going to catch something" 

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We carried on talking about practically anything for what was probably hours until my phone made a sharp beeping sound.

"What was that?"
"My phones gonna die in like a few seconds"

"Okay, see y- oh crap before you go I have some urgent news. Alex has-" then the phone went dead. I sighed in annoyance considering the fact that I miss Alex and now I'll never know what's happened to him. As I shoved the dead phone in my pocket I looked up to see that the sun was in a completely different position in the sky and preschoolers were scattered everywhere around the park. 

Slowly I swung my legs back onto the tarmac and stood up and decided to head over to house to see if anyone's there which I highly doubt, but if there is I'm going to climb up to my window instead of going through the front door. Yes that sounds dramatic but I really don't have the energy to waste my time with any of the guys. I'm tired and I want to sleep without being bombarded with questions, evil glares and judgmental words.  


I need a few ideas so I can make a few extra chapters before I drop more dramatic shit on you. Give me some ideas for what Kylie and the rest of the guys can do for about a week.

Thank you xxx  

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