Prima Ballerina *Jelena Ballerina Series* (Part 1)

Chapter 39: Wait for New York

Justin's P.O.V.

Fitch and Aria are standing directly behind me. They can't wait to go in there and give Clay a piece of their mind. As for Taylor, she's ready to defend Clay, to a certain degree. As for me, I don't know what side to be on, and I'm unsure of how I am going to tackle the situation. Everyone that was in Triple M during the accident has the right to be furious with Clay and I'm one of those people. It's just, Clay is my best friend, and yes I can be angry with him. But the guy almost killed himself.

"He killed Triple M," Fitch grits his teeth. If anyone is the angriest out of this accident, of course, it's Fitch. Not only did he get hurt, but his beloved car got caught in the crossfire. I hope that Clay will offer one his dad's cars to Fitch since he did intentionally hurt it.

"Justin, he broke your leg!" Aria yells.

Already, Taylor is coming to his defense, "Hey! When Clay cut the brakes to Triple M, he wasn't expecting for any of this to happen!"

"Thirty seconds are up," Forrest tells to calm down our commotion. Only, I think this is going to add to our commotion as soon as we walk through the door.

My hand is around the doorknob and my heart is racing. I'm scared what will happen behind this door. Still unsure of which side I lie on, I know that whatever happens in there, will happen. They urge me to hurry up since I already wasted away ten seconds. I'm nervous to walk into Clay's room with all of them. I can't imagine how Selena felt walking into Clay's room alone.

Finally, I enter the room. Fitch and Aria push me in. We all stand behind Selena. There is only a second of silence and then there is a garbled mess. Fitch and Aria are saying something, Taylor is saying something, even Selena. However, my mouth is shut. There are three reasons why I didn't say anything.

1) Clay wouldn't be able to hear me over everyone else speaking

2) The overwhelmed look on Clay's face

3) The fact that my mom was looking at me with pure disappointment

When we were all somewhat discussing our plan, we never intended for my mom to be there. Why didn't anyone take into consideration that my mom would be there? Already, I know that my mom spent literally every minute with him while he was in his coma, so why wouldn't she when Clay was awake?

She jumps up from her chair and marches over to the front of our line. To defend my friends, I go to the front and face my mom. Her arms are crossed and her eyebrows are raised as high as she can possibly take them. I don't want to look my mom in the eye, but I know better than to look away. It's me against her and my mom always wins. Selena attempts to come to my side, but I use the edge of my crutch to push her back. This is between me, my mom, and Clay.

"What is the meaning of this?" my mom asks, only looking at me.

Forrest and Selena attempt to say something, but I hush them. Sure, my mom will go easier on them since they are her dancers, but I have to say something. She's going to protect Clay; she's always been willing to protect him. My mom needs to know what he did. If she doesn't hear it come out of my mouth, she won't believe it. Always, I have been honest with my mom and I won't ever lie to her. This time being no different.

"Mom, we need to talk to Clay about the accident," I address.

Still confused, she explains, "I don't think that Clay is ready to talk about his accident yet."

That's when Clay speaks up, "Actually Miss B, this isn't about my accident; this is for the one that they were in."

She's staring at Clay, speechless. My mom doesn't understand how Clay knows about the accident that we were all in. Back and forth she looks at us. Clay sits up in his bed. He keeps making googly eyes at Selena but restricts himself from doing it too often because he knows that I am in the room. However, I'm still noticing.