When Hate Turns To Love (Hayes Grier)

Trapped-Chapter Six

Hunters POV

I knock on Hayes door, "Hayes can we talk?" I say quietly.

"No." He says plainly.

I walk in, "you can't just make out with me and then just leave me there confused!" I tear up "I opened up to you and you left me! I shouldn't have trusted you! I'm so stupid." I run my hand through my hair.

He looks at me, "I'm the one that can't be trusted?!"

"Yeah!! You sat and had me open up to you. I let you see my cuts! I let you in! I cried in front of you! I held you as you cried! And you just push me away?!"

"Not my fault your a slut! Just leave me alone! If you wanna kill yourself just do it!" He says then looks down." I didn't mean that." He shakes his head "I'm so sorry.."

I run into my room and slam the door shut. I go into my bathroom. I know he said he didn't mean it but what if he did? I dig through my makeup bags and grab a small razor. I put it to my wrist with tears streaming down my face. I push down and drag it down my arm. I drop to my knees and fall back.

"Hunter?" Taylor, Nash's girlfriend comes in my bathroom and screams, "Nash!!!" She runs to my side and the boys run into the room.

Hayes stares at me. His eye begin filling with tears and he blinks slowly, tears fall down his cheeks. His soft blue eyes, look so much paler and more full of pain. And guilt.

"We have to get her to a hospital." Cam says.

"I can't" I look at them. "My dad will find me." I say quietly.

"She's right," Nash sighs. "Let's wrap them up." He sighs and begins to help me up. He takes me to the sink and runs water over the cuts.
I cry out in pain, Hayes still hasn't moved, or spoke. He just stares. His eyes roaming my arms. He closes his eyes for a moment then looks at me.

"Never do this again." Taylor says and cries quietly. "You scared the living hell out of me."

"I'm sorry" I look down, "I won't do it again." I say. Not meaning it.

They sigh and walk out, Hayes doesn't move. He hasn't moved since he saw me. His eyes have remained in the same spot since he walked in.

"Hayes?" I say with a soft tone, his eyes dart to me.

                        -Hayes-

"Hayes?" She says in a small soft voice, almost not audible.

I look at her, the bandages on her small arms. I did that, I made her attempt suicide. I made her feel that low.

"Can I explain myself?" I look down.
"Of course." She nods.

I can't believe I'm actually going to tell her this.