Our Two Bedroom Story

8

Joy's P.O.V.

Hayes doesn't make any sense. "What do you mean?" Nash asks. Hayes knows something that we don't, something very secret. Hayes shifts in his seat uncomfortably and gives out a large sigh. He's hiding something, and I need to know what he's hiding.

"Remember when mom and dad missed my seventh birthday and wouldn't tell you why they missed it?" Nash nods and lets Hayes continue to speak. "Well, they were part of a secret thing. They sat me down later that night and said that they were part of a secret club and that they couldn't miss the meeting, or they would've been in trouble. As I got older, I started to notice more about this club and everything. It turned out that they used to-" he stops and covers his mouth.

"What? They used to what?" Nash panics, as Hayes sinks down into the bed. I place my hand on his left hand and frame my fingers with his. He looks over and takes a deep breath.

"They used to be involved with a drug dealer, who threatened to kill their families including them if they weren't at his house when he told them to be. They planned this out. If they died, the dealer would stop bothering them and leave us alone cause he wanted them dead." tears slip down his cheek and he presses his lips together in defeat.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Nash looks at me and then at Hayes.

"I was scared. Our parents may have seemed like good people, but they weren't." Hayes turns to me and stares deep into my eyes. "They did bad things to us, and we had no idea why." he starts to cry. I don't know why I do this, but I pull Hayes into a hug. A part of me hated seeing Hayes so broken, but another part was telling me to not get close to him. My mind is battling against my heart, and I don't know which one to pick. But if I pick my heart, everything will crash and burn, it always does.

Sometimes using your mind is better than using your heart and getting hurt. Hayes finally lets go and stares at Nash. "Can I go home now?" he asks in an irritated tone.

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"She's hurting me again," I cry into Lexi's black lace shirt. She lifts up my chin and examines the huge bump on my forehead. "She used the bat this time, and it wasn't the wooden bat. It was the metal one. I'm only eight and she's hit me more times than all the hours I've slept in my whole life.".

"Don't worry, it'll get better. I will always be here to protect you, I promise." she kisses my forehead and pushes my braid behind my shoulder. Fear crawls over my body, as I hear our foster mom near us.

"What are you doing?" she picks up Lexi and drags her away.

"No! Stop it! Don't you dare hurt her!" I sprawl off the ground and onto mom's back. She flicks me off and kicks me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. I start to loose my breath, as she fights with Lexi. Everything looses its color and everything disappears.

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I shake my head a few times. Hayes gives me a strange look and tilts his head. "Nothing, a fly was in my face." I lie. Wow, I suck at lying.

"You can go home today, but I need to sign the release forms first." Nash says. After Nash signs the forms, we head home. Hayes will be on some medication to help with breathing and the pain, but otherwise everything's fine. Well, despite his dead parents.

"Cameron and his girlfriend are gonna stay with us for a while to help out around the house and with Sky." he says while we turn onto a different street than usual. That's when I realize, that we are picking up Cameron and his girlfriend. Nash texts Cameron and he comes out of the house, while holding a duffle bag in one hand and a girls hand in the other.

The girl has orange curly hair that's very shiny. She wears a Summer Love shirt with lace and American Eagle shorts that are complimented with hazelnut boots and a simple clip in her hair. Cameron has brown fuzzy hair and big brown eyes that look almost like little Hershey bars.

"Hey guys, this is Joy. She will be living with us for a while." Nash introduces.

"I'm Cameron, and that's my girlfriend Kaylee." I wave to them and Nash drives back to the house. I'm quite tired, so I decide to go into the guest room to get some rest. I plug in my head phones and listen to some music. I end up falling asleep to the song Clarity by Zedd.

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The sun touches the horizon, as it sets. I walk down the empty street, alone. The only movement near me, is my shadow mimicking my every move. The strokes of indigo and mahogany vaporize the banking clouds, that are reigning higher than ever.

My shadow starts moving farther back, as I start walking backwards. A man with blonde spiked up hair and sea foam green eyes walks towards me. "L-Leave me alone," I stutter, still walking backwards, which is away from him. I'm stopped when my back slams against the wall.

He comes up close, nose almost touching mine. His breath smells like a mix of mint, alcohol, and cigarettes. "Where is she?" he asks, voice firm like a solid brick wall.

"W-Who are you talking about?" I stare into his eyes, as he comes even closer. Now his lips are practically brushing against mine. If I dare to move forward even a centimeter, our lips would make contact.

"Where is she," he spits once more, almost placing his words into my mouth by the lack of space between us. This time he holds up a picture from a news paper article. A girl with curly solid gold hair stands in the picture. She wears a bright smile, which caresses against the light make-up on her face. It's reads,'Fifteen year old Lexi Parkinson has gone missing.'.

"Now, I'm gonna ask you one more time. Where is she?" my jaw drops to my feet, leaving a gaping hole in my mouth.

"I-I don't know."

"Yes, you do." with that he slams my head against the brick wall, fading every color into a dark mush of black and grey fuzz....

Yooooo I missed y'all! I haven't updated in so long and I'm so sorry for that! Anyways, I need a ship name for Joy and Hayes. Comment and vote! Love you all!

-Rose🌹