Broken (Nathan Sykes fanfic)

Chapter 55

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"Saturday is your father's work party, we are all attending." Mom said from where she was sat at the end of the table.

I saw Jo slump his shoulders, "it's going to be boring," he mumbled and picked at his breakfast.

"We are going Jonathan and that is final." Mom retorted.

Jo rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair while folding his arms over his chest, "are we still moving?" he asked with a slight frown on his forehead.

I glanced towards my mom as well waiting for her answer, "yes. Your father will be staying here for a little bit to finish up on work as he has been ill," mom answered.

I frowned before looking down at my toast feeling sick, last nights events were still stuck on my mind. I had no idea if Nathan was ok or if any of the other guys were. I haven't called Brooke, well my phone is off I just don't think I'm ready for the news that I could get told.

"Alexis are you going in today?" mom asked while looking towards me.

I looked up before debating, if I go then I could see Nathan and find out what happened but if I don't go then I will have to deal with not knowing until I found the courage to see him, but did I really want to find out? Can't I just continue to live in an oblivious life.

"Erm no, don't feel well," I finally answered and poked at my toast.

"Can we get a tree today?" Jo suddenly asked. I looked up at him and saw his eyes light up, he was so easily pleased but I know that he hates this move. He never wanted to move here and now he doesn't want to move back.

I looked over at my mom who looked at Jo then towards me, "of course. I'll go see if your father will come with us. He seems a lot better." Lie. I saw my dad this morning, he was still sleeping in the spare room and I looked in seeing a bunch of tablets on the side with water. He looked terrible.

"Okay," Jo mumbled oblivious to her lie. I guess I should be use to being lied to, its all that ever happens.

My mother got up from the table and out away her plate before leaving the kitchen. I looked back down at my untouched toast, "why is there a cut on your neck?" Jo asked once our mom had left.

I frowned and lifted my hand up where my hair was covering it so no one would ask questions, "how did you..." I trailed confused.

Jo grinned but it didn't reach his eyes, "I saw it earlier. Why is there a cut there?"

"I erm," I mumbled, "I fell over."

Jo raised an eyebrow, "I might be 11 but I'm not an idiot. Also why were you and mom arguing yesterday?"

"It was nothing, don't worry about it," I muttered and looked away from him.

His chair scraped the floor as he stood up, "why won't anyone tell me anything?" he suddenly asked loudly, "everyone keeps something from me being I'm a child! It's not fair! I know there is something wrong with dad, but mum keeps saying he's just ill. Who has a cold for a month?" he shouted.

My eyes widened at his outburst as I saw tears shining in his eyes, "Jo look," I started but he shook his head before running out the dining room and then I heard the front door slam. I got up from the table and headed towards the door.

"What's wrong?" mom asked as she walked down the stairs.

I looked up at her, "did you see Jo run upstairs?" I asked panicked.

"No. Why? What's happened?" she questioned.

I felt my voice get stuck in my throat before clearing it, "we were going to the park for a bit he's probably ahead of me," I gave a shaky laugh to cover up my lie, "you and dad can go get the tree then we'll meet you back here in an hour."

I left before she could question me and ran outside after closing the door shut. I ran to the edge of the walk side and looked down the road both sides not seeing him. My heart began to race as I took off in a funds down the road towards the park ignoring the protests my body gave. My neck began to sting as did my stomach but I carried on rubbing ignoring it as the cold wind whipped at my face. I nearly slipped on some frost but managed to keep upright and slowed down slightly. This was all my fault. Everything was my fault. Even the crash was my fault. Jo was somewhere around Oxford on his own with a broken arm, what if someone takes him?

I gulped and forced my legs to run faster towards the park, where else could he be? He just left. He barely knew Oxford, he could be lost. This just motivated me to run faster down the road before turning down another one feeling sweat form on my forehead. I shivered slightly as a harsh cold wind whipped at me, should have taken my coat. This isn't the time to think of my coat when my brother has gone missing. Why can't I just listen to him?

My heart pounded against my chest harshly as I kept pushing myself to run when my stomach gave a terrible pain pausing my running also making me groan in pain. I slowed to a stop and held my hand against my stomach as my heart carried on beating quickly. I looked down and saw some blood start to deep through my t-shirt under my jacket. I lifted my top up slightly and saw the purple bruising with the stitches that now were ripped.

I felt a small dizzy spell come over me as I pulled my t-shirt down. I looked around and realized that I was on a street that I didn't remember. Tears stung the backs of my eyes threatening to call down my cheeks, I can't cry. I need to stop crying. All I do is cry over everything. My breathing picked up as I moved backwards until I hit a tree, spots clouded my vision as I sold down the tree while my breaths became shorter and quicker.

I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a choked sob, "excuse me lady are you alright?"

I pinches my arm before opening my eyes and blinked quickly to clear my vision, "I'm... I'm fine," I mumbled and looked down at my hands.

"You aren't- Lexi?"

I looked back up at the mention of my name and saw Blake. Seeing him just made me think of Nathan again, "what's wrong?" Blake asked confused as he moved towards me.

"I," I started before looking around, "my brother ran off."

Blake held his hand out for me, I looked at it before taking it and he pulled me up. I quickly zipped up my jacket so he couldn't see the blood, "where do you think he went?" Blake asked.

I pulled my hand out of his and took a small step away from him even though he is acting nice now he is still the crazy stalker, but the crazy stalker that was right he said Nathan would ruin me.

"Park," I answered him ignoring the pain in my stomach. I have to worry about that later right now I just need to concentrate on my finding my brother.

Blake nodded his head and started off in a direction, "you coming?" he asked when he looked back at me. I nodded my head and followed after him until I reached his side then he began walking again, "so if you don't mind me asking where's Nathan?"

At the sound of his name I began to feel guilty. I should have found out from someone what happened but I'm just too scared, "he's at class," I mumbled. I had no idea where he was. For all I knew he could be in prison right now while Austin's body is rotting away somewhere.

"You two are still together?" Blake asked shocked.

I folded my arms over my stomach hoping that it will stop the horrible pain, "it's complicated."