They Found Out | C.F. & O2L

Chapter 6

Kian's P.O.V.
Yesterday I've called Cameron to see if they have talked to the boys yet. Turns out he hadn't. Nash and Hayes had gotten into an argument. I hope they are fine. Hayes doesn't need more bullshit. I think it was good from Nash to take his phone from him. This way he won't be able to see the hate he receives. We should do the same to Connor, but Connor is smart enough to get internet through another way. We also decided that it was good to set up a meeting with Nash, Hayes and him. It will do them good to get out and hang out. I think the other boys would like some known company.

When I get down I find everyone sitting at the table. They all look so lost. Everyone is holding a cup of coffee in their hands, and I seriously mean everyone. Even the people who usually don't drink coffee this early. They all look beat up. Defeated; if you want to phrase it differently.

"We're going to talk to Trevor and Sam today, aren't we?" I ask the guys. No one answers and I sigh. They are all too lost in their minds to notice anything happening. When I made them all breakfast, I forced all of them to eat something. Even Connor. When everyone was finished I told them to go upstairs, clean themselves up for Trevor and Sam's arrival and they did. They took showers and got dressed in clean clothes. While they were doing that, I cleaned everything up. I put the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, got a cloth to clean the breadcrumbs from the table.

The boys got down one for one all taking place in the living room. The only thing that hadn't changed about their appearances are their facial expressions. They never interacted with each other. The only one I heard talking today, was me. I sigh once again, before going upstairs myself. I took a shower and got dressed. When I was making my way down, the doorbell rang. I took a quick peak into the living room. No one bothered to even move an inch. I went to the door and opened it. Trevor and Sam are here. I see Trevor's mom driving off. I let the boys in and they walk through to the living room, but stop in the doorway. They turn back towards me with shocked and questioning facial expressions. I just smile at them. I take the boys back to the kitchen and place them there, getting both boys something to drink.

Once they are satisfied, I walk back into the living room. Again, nothing has changed. I guess I'll have to tell the boys myself. I have no idea how I am going to tell them.

I told them everything I know. Trevor took it okay, I guess. He didn't end up crying, but he was hurt by it. I'm glad he told me, instead of bottling everything up. That's what he did before, but I guess he learned from it.

Sam on the other hand, he broke down. The other boys could hear everything as the kitchen is opened up towards the living room and just a corner away. I hope they are okay while hearing this. I haven't heard any movements, so no one has ran out. Yet. I took Sam in my arms and let him cry. I promised I wouldn't let it turn out like last time. Same with him. I told him how strong Connor is and how strong he is and how he will survive everything like last time. That they still have each other and how everything is going to be okay. I told him that time will heal everything. He trusts me. His sobs quieted down in a steady pace and finally stopped. He went into the living room and Trevor and I stood up and watched from just before the corner.

Sam sat down next to Connor, who was still looking down with his arms crossed. "Everything will be okay." Sam whispered and Connor turned towards him taking Sam in his arms. They stayed like that and it broke the others from their states. Everything turned around quickly. Everyone was done with moping around. I thought of something to do. I sent them out to go shopping. We need some groceries anyways. I made a little list for them with everything they need to get when they return from shopping.

When they were out, I got a call from Cameron. If they could come over. Of course they could, so about half an hour later, Hayes, Nash and him were on the front porch ringing the bell. I let them in and we sat down at the dining table. It's just more comfortable then the couch. The couch is old and dented, that it's not nice anymore, though the others don't seem to have a problem with it. Probably because our bank accounts aren't that huge to buy a new couch just like that.