This Crazy Life

Chapter 28

Gracie's POV:

I couldn't help but sob my way back to the hotel. I'm sixteen years old. 6-8 months left on this earth? I can't take it. I need to tell someone about this I can't take it I can't take it I can't take it.

I pull up to the hotel and rush up to my room. I throw open the door, expecting Mahogany to be in there, but the room is empty. Where is everyone?

I walk over to one of the other rooms and knock on the door. Aaron answers and gives me a sympathetic look. Then a confused one. "Did you hear already? Why are you crying?"

I freeze, I can instantly tell something happened. "Hear what?" 

Aaron stutters a little and looks down, ushering me inside. Shawn is sitting on the floor, icing his black and blue jaw line. "Oh my gosh! Shawn what the hell happened?"

Shawn stands up and walks over to me. He doesn't look angry, he looks hurt and sad. "You should go talk to Taylor, Gracie. I'm sorry." He ushers me out the door and shuts it. Wtf..?

I knock on Nash's door, Taylor will probably be in here. He opens it, looking disappointed. "Hey Nash, can I talk to Taylor?" He bites his lip and nods beckoning for me to come in. 

It's just Cameron, Taylor, and Nash in there. Everyone else must be in the other room. I walk over to Taylor hesitantly, I think I'm starting to put the pieces together. "Tay can I talk to you outside please?"

He stands up violently and shakes his head in disgust. "Anything you have to say to me you can say right here." He's quiet, kind of a scary quiet.

"Shawn told you, didn't he?"

"Yeah he told me. He told me all about how you kissed him literally right behind my back, how you betrayed me. I really thought you were something special Gracie, I guess you're just a whore like every other girl in the history of ever."

Ouch. That's gonna leave a mark. "Taylor I'm sorry, I didn't want to hurt you I-" 

"Shut up Gracie. You can't whine your way out of this one." The look he is giving me right now makes me question why I'm even alive. It makes me think that the cancer is the best thing for me.

"I still love you, Tay. I'm so-"

He cuts me off again. This time slapping me hard across the face, I feel something sharp graze my skin.

"What the hell?!" Nash and Cameron scream, jumping up to restrain Taylor. 

I clutch my face in agony, I can't contain the sobs any longer. I stumble out the door and into my room. For what feels like hours I just lay there, letting my blood stain the white comforter on my bed. Finally I sit up and grab my phone. 

I just need someone to understand me right now. She picks up on the third ring. "Hello?"

"Mahogany, it's Gracie. I really need to talk to you."