Rock Bottomby:myjackandsallylove

Chapter 11

Kayla's POV

Being at home made things hard, I could see reminders of Kenna in every inch of the house. Everything has become difficult and normal human functions have become almost impossible. When I try to shower I end up just staring at the wall until the water turns cold on me. When Nana calls me to eat I can't, I try but I can't. There's nights I cry until the pillows in my room are soaked with tears. I feel empty, numb, nonexistent. It's a new and weird feeling. We did everything together and now she's gone, just like that. At this point I don't even try to smile or fake some happiness. I don't have the effort nor energy. 

At school everyone walks around me on egg shell's. They're all careful of what they say to me, but at this point they don't say anything at all. They all finally learned I don't have the patience to deal with them, any of them. Walking down the hallways I feel nothing as people stare and whisper. Now laying in my bed, with the pillow's soaked, I crave to just hear her voice. My phones screen illuminates, telling me I got a text. It gives me an idea, I'm not sure if it'll work but it's worth a try. I call her cell phone and let it ring. Then I hear it.

"This is Kenna, I'm way to busy causing mischief or partying to come to the phone right now, but leave a message after the beep and I'll get back to you." Her voice say's through the phone. 

Tears of a small victory fill my eyes before they turn to tears of sadness.  Hearing her voice helped but, it also made this so real. I'll never be able to call her again, or speak to her, or see her face to face, she's gone. Sobs rack through my body as I get up and walk over to a small glass nick-nack. Taking the object in my hand I throw it at the wall as a frustrated scream leaves my mouth. Next I  grab a glass lady figurine and throw it towards the same empty wall. Empty like me. I then grab another and another figurine, throw them, and watch as they shatter. Hoping that maybe it feel's something, anything. Figurine after figurine they're all soon shattered and laying on the floor. Next I move on to the rest of the useless nick-nacks, that at one point meant so much to me, now they seem completely worthless. Broken shards and figurine pieces fill the floor. I take the painting of a tea party off my throw it at the wall, the wood outlining broke and the painting fell in tiny, broken, portions on the floor. 

Another cry of frustration leaves my lips before painting after painting ends up as brokenness on the floor along with the glass shards, and glass figurine pieces. If my grandma was here she'd probably would have come to check on me, but she's off with her friends on a cooking trip to London. Everything around me is covered in the glass, my bed, my desk, my dresser, my floors, all of it. The rooms a disaster and since I'm bare foot, I cant move. It's not like I would anyway's, every room has thousands of memories that revolve around Kenna. I don't want to remember right now. I clutch my head as I begin to cry out in misery, and slide down the wall. 

Once again I'm sobbing uncontrollably. Why does it have to be this way? Why did she have to leave so soon? Could I have even saved her? Cries of frustration and of a broken heart can be heard all throughout the house. I've sat here for hours on end with sobs making their way through my body. After all the hours of crying I still manage to have tears coming out and I'm not sure how I haven't run out in the past three months since the funeral. My bedroom door suddenly open's and Niall stands there in the doorway. He's completely shocked at the state my room is in.  

"Kayla?" He whisper's unsure of what to say.

"What?" I barely manage to spit out the word. It's the first time I've spoken since the funeral.

He opens the door wider and walks over to me on the broken pieces that once decorated my bedroom. "Kayla, Kayla, Kayla." He say's softly as he walks toward's me. Still crying, I look up and only see blur's. He kneel's down beside me and picks me up bridal stile, holding me close to his chest, as he carries me out of the room and then out of the house.  He Takes me to his car and he sits me in his lap while, he sits in the drivers seat. I continue to cry and he rocks me back and forth. He rubs my arms and shushes me as I cry. Once I've calmed down, he picks me up and puts me in the passenger seat, before buckling me in. With that he get's into the driver's seat and the car pulls away from my driveway.

"Where are we going?" I ask softly.

"My house." He answer's shortly. 

"How'd you know to come over?" I ask lowly.

"I called your phone and the house phone, with no answer."He tells me as he look's ahead at the road.

"Your grandma shouldn't of left you alone. She should of seen if you could stay with me."He says with a stern voice. 

I don't say anything, just sit there and look out the window at the passing tree's. 

"I didn't even know you where there alone until she asked me to call and check on you, since she was out of town. I almost flipped on her." He tells me, receiving no reply.

The car ride is short with little words spoken. I don't have anything to say really, not that I do any other time. When we get to his house we both exit the car and before I can make a move he hugs me. I don't respond to it, just simply wait for him to let go so I can head inside. When we enter the house he takes me up to an extra bedroom where he inspects me. Niall circles me picking up my arms and turning them looking for bruises and cuts. Once he's satisfied he pulls me over to the bed. He sits down with me standing in front of him. 

"Kayla will you please, just stay here, at least until your grandma comes back. I don't want you to be alone, not in this state."He tells me looking broken and lost.

Pain. Pain fills me and for once it has nothing to do with thinking about Kenna. The lost and brokenness in his eyes and face cause me pain. I hate to see him looking like this, vulnerable and desperate. I can't help but give him a meek nod, lifting his spirits slightly. He smile a little and nods to himself. 

"I'm going to have some people clean your room, I'll also have Amber and Alexis get you some clothes. Until then you can barrow some of Alexis'." He tells me. 

"Okay." I say softly. I can't speak very loud due to the fact I didn't use ,my vocal cords for three months straight. 

He walks over and hugs me again, but this time he holds on for awhile. I slowly wrap my arms around him and give him a small squeeze. His mood lightens even more as he breathes out a sigh of relief. He then slowly lets go and holds me at arms length. 

"Kayla we're all here for you, please, don't shut us out. We care about you and want to help you." He tells me softly. 

"I'll try." I tell him softly.