The MagCon Ships I: Best Friends In Love (Cash)(BoyxBoy)

Chapter 43 - Fight

A/N: MY COMPUTER CRASHED FOUR TIMES WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS CHAPTER I'M REALLY MAD RIGHT NOW SO SOME THINGS ARE GONNA BE IN ALL CAPS IN THE STORY AND I'M GONNA USE MY ANGER TO WRITE THIS STORY. OKAY

NASH'S POV

I didn't hesitate to walk over to them and pour my drink all over that bitch.

"ASSHOLE!" She screamed and slapped me across the face, it was loud and I felt the pressure on my face. But it didn't hurt...yet because of the adrenaline rush I was having.

"OH I'M SORRY, YOU SEEMED THIRSTY." I screamed, she tried to push me but just ended up pushing too hard that she fell to the ground. I really wanted to step on her and just crush her every bone, piece by piece. But fucking Cameron just had to step in between, Hayes hugged me from behind, not letting my hands move. I broke free seconds after and slapped Cam with all my anger. We caught a lot of attention when the whoreface screamed at me, and we got more attention when everyone heard how hard I slapped Cam. Oh look I'm finally famous.His cheek turned red immediately. I looked at him dead in the eye, I didn't need to say anything for him to realize how broken I was. Tears started forming so I quickly stormed away with Hayes trailing behind me.

After a few minutes I started sobbing and a couple of teardrops ran across my cheeks, I covered my face with my hands and ran in the direction of my house. I can't take it anymore, I need to be alone, I need my room, I need my space. I bumped a lot of people but I wasn't in the mood to apologize, so Hayes did it for me. I peeked in between my fingers and saw that I was a few feet away from our house. I sprinted as fast as I can and unlocked the door, I left it open for Hayes and jolted upstairs, slamming my bedroom door.

That's when I broke down.

"FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I screamed.

I knelt down on the floor, crying, and screaming. I'm broken, hurt, angry, furious, jealous, and a lot more. I was feeling a thousand of emotions all at once, and my poor heart can't take it. I walked to my study table and threw everything on it to the ground, books, notebooks, stacks of paper, pens, pencils, paintbrushes, everything. But I didn't throw my laptop, I'm mad but I'm not stupid. I slammed my pillow on the wall, hitting it multiple times to ease my anger. I pushed my back against the wall and sat down on the carpeted floor.

"How could he do this...." I sobbed "HOW COULD HE DO THIS?!" I yelled.

Cam broke a promise.

So I can break one too.

I got up and walked to the bathroom, and got my blade. I just looked at it for a couple of seconds, oh how I miss this baby, how it helped me with my problems and my heartaches. I sat on the bathroom floor and placed the blade on top of my left wrist. The scars were still visible but you had to take a good look to recognize them. I took a deep breath and pressed it against on my skin, I felt the sting as blood came oozing out.

One cut...

Two cuts...

Three...

Four...

Five...

Six...

My jeans were now stained, and my arm is drenched in the red, warm liquid, a pond of blood was directly under my arm, on the floor and it started to move towards different directions.

Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

Ten...

I reached my upper arm and knew that I can't cut there, I don't know why but something tells me that I should just cut on my lower arm.

I stared at the ten thin lines across my arm covered with blood, I ran a finger along them and felt the sweet pain. I'm still crying, still hurt, still broken. I stood up and looked at my self on the mirror, my eyes were bloodshot, my cheeks and nose were red and I could see how horrible my arm looked.

I took a deep breath and got an idea.

I carefully placed the blade on my neck...

Maybe I could just end it all...now..

All my pain..

All my suffering..

I wouldn't have to fight cancer if I just kill myself now..

Cameron can be happy with that slut..

Mom won't be all worried about me anymore, because I'm finally gone..

Shawn can forget about me since he won't be seeing me everyday and feel his heart break knowing that I best friendzoned him..

Hayes will have Skylynn and Will all to himself..

Dad won't have to hate me anymore..

I wouldn't hurt anyone anymore...

I wouldn't cause any problems..

I shook my head...I can't.

I'm wrong..so fucking wrong..

Skylynn, Hayes and Will need me.

Shawn needs me to be there for him.

I can't imagine what will happen to mom if she finds out I committed suicide.

It's probably only Cameron who's better of without me.

So he could date fifteen people at the same time, fuck them and none of them would mind.

I won't have to hold him back and be mad at him.

Because he won't be mine anymore...

I dropped the blade and wrapped my left arm with a towel. I grabbed another one and placed it on the floor, to clean up the bloody mess I made. I took my jeans off and sat on my bed only in my boxers, which were clean, so I wouldn't stain my bed. I took deep breaths and tried to calm myself.

But I head someone knock on my door.

"Leave me alone, Hayes. I don't want to scream at you again. Please." I said calmly.

"Nash..It's Cam..." The voice from outside said. I picked a shoe up with my right hand and threw it at the door with all my strength.

"YOU FUCKING MAKE OUT WITH SOME SLUT IN FRONT OF THE COFFEE SHOP AND DECIDE TO PLOP IN MY HOUSE, KNOCK ON MY DOOR, HOPING I'D LET YOU IN AND GREET YOU WITH A LONG KISS AND PRETEND LIKE NOTHING HAPPENED? FUCK NO. SO YOU CAN TAKE YOUR LITTLE MARY POPPINS UMBRELLA AND FLY BACK WHERE YOU FUCKING CAME FROM." I yelled.

"Nash...please..let's talk about this, I can expla-"

"FUCK YOU CAM. FUCK YOU AND YOUR BULLSHIT. FUCK YOU AND THE GAMES YOU PLAY ON ME."

"Nash...I can explain. If you feel like talking this over, I'll be in my room.."

"LEAVE ME ALONE YOU ASSHOLE!" I screamed.

"I love you Nash...don't you ever forget that." He calmly said and finally walked away.

I unwrapped my left arm and saw that the cuts are healing. I walked to the sink and cleaned my blood-stained skin. I gently wrapped it again with another towel and crawled on my bed. I pull the blanket over me and made myself comfortable, I just want to sleep it off.

And I finally dozed to sleep.