The Bad Boy is My Best Nightmare

I Know

Bang, bang, bang! I cringed as I heard the sounds form Dalton's room.

"Mother fuck!" I quickly ran into Dalton's room to see things on the floor, broken, a hole in the wall and oh great, a second bloody hand.

"What the hell Dalton?"  I asked him, how could he possibly do this to himself again?

"I'm sorry I'm pissed off, okay! I fucked up real bad!" He went to sit, head in his hands as he kept muttering 'I fucked up, I fucked up'.  I walked over, pulled the newly injured hand out from under his head and I examined it.

"Dalton what happened in here?" We both looked up to see Dana and Cole standing at the door.

"I fucked up."  Dalton told the two.

"Dude we gotta talk about this, mind leaving uhh..uhh.."  Dana told Dalton.

"Sutton, Sutton please" Dalton finished Dana's sentence. I nodded and left.

Dalton's POV

Sutton left my side, I instantly felt cold.

"So why is everything broken and there's a hole in the wall?" Cole asked, taking notice towards the damage.

"I fucked up, badly."  I muttered for the millionth time.

"Is it the whole Jake situation? Because I swear-" Dana said, he's more pissed at them than the rest of us.

"Only partially, I told her, she flipped so I had to kiss her to make her not yell for Jess, the kiss heated up and Jess found us."  I trailed off, "And it wasn't pretty."

"And..?"

"With Jake back Sutton isn't safe and Jess isn't going to let me anywhere near her."  I realized how badly I messes up.

"Dude you really fucked up, big time."  Cole pointed out like I already didn't realize it.

"I know."  I answered bitterly.