Trey's Point Of View (Haha!)
I was released from the hell hole a little while later. Just as I was heading out the doors Jake texted me: I cant take tyler any longer.
I rolled my eyes. I had tried to warn Layla, and look where it got me. I texted Jake back: there's nothin we can do.
Jake replied: O YES THERE IS.
I sighed deciding not to text back. I didn't have a car, Jake normally drove me everywhere. Which sucked. But my parents were all with the 'You need to buy your own car' so I just decided to let Jake drive me wherever I wanted.
I started walking along the street, sighing. It hurt somewhat to walk, but I didn't really pay attention.
Jake called me, and I knew he was probably going to come FIND me if I didn't answer.
"What do you want?" I asked, not even trying to keep my annoyance to a minimum.
"We're going to Tyler's house," he growled from the other line.
"I just got out of the effing hospital," I pointed it out, irritably.
Jake sighed loudly. "Whatever. Where are you?"
"Near the Starbucks," I muttered, knowing I was going one way or another.
i sighed and waited for him to arrive, and when he did I went into the car, leaning back.
He sped off towards Tyler's house. He wasn't there yet. Maybe he wouldn't come for a while and we could leave.
Jake got out of the car and walked inside. I followed after him. They left their doors unlocked. Man they were stupid.
Me and Jake waited for about 10 minutes.
I sighed. "Can we just leave?"
"No," Jake said, his jaw set.
I grumbled and heard a car pull into the driveway.
Tyler.
He walked inside with a happy expression on his face until he saw us.
"Hello," Jake growled.
Good thing he didn't know Tyler was the father of Jayden's baby. God that would make him even MORE pissed.
Tyler shut the door behind him, giving Jake and me a glare.
"Why are you here?" Tyler said. He didn't sound afraid or angry, just impatient.
"Stop seeing my sister if you value your face," Jake snarled.
Tyler laughed. "Fine fine, but you'll be the one that causes her pain when I break up with her, Jake."
Jake glared at him. "I'm doing it for HER sake, she'll thank me."
"Fine, I'll just call her right now," Tyler said, picking up the phone and dialing it.
I walked over and pulled the phone out of his hands just as he was about to call her and threw the phone across the room, shattering it.
"Dude. That--"
"Shut up," I said, angrily. Jake dragged me out here when I didn't want to come and I wasn't in the mood for Tyler's whining fit. "Just keep seeing her."
Jake shot me a look of dismay and anger.
"Do you want her to be happy?" I asked.
"Yes," Jake answered.
"Then you dragged me out here for nothing. I walked out of Tyler's house and back into Jake's car angrily.
Jake followed after me and got in.
I looked at him. "How did you even know where Tyler lived?" I asked
Jake didn't answer just sped off towards my house.
Good. Finally.
Layla's Point Of View
My phone rang in my pocket. I dropped the knife letting it clang to the floor. i was so shocked about what I was just about to do I couldn't think. When I finally managed to focus again I picked up my phone and answered it in a shaky voice.
"H-hello?"
"Layla! I'm sorry did I call at a bad time?"
It took me a minute to realize who it was.
"Ohmigod! Cassie!" I screamed into my phone, jumping up and down like a little kid, until I stepped on the knife. "Shit," I muttered under my breath and picked it up, setting it on my desk.
"Layla! I haven't heard from you in forever! Guess what?!"
Cassie's sudden call made me forget about what I was just about to do. About my pain. Cassie was my best friend, but she moved to California with her mom for her job.
"What?" i asked, without much enthusaism.
But Cassie didn't seem to notice.
"I'm coming back! My mom's work transferred her back!"
"YAY!" I screeched. Cassiei was always there for me--or used to be. Jayden, Cassie, and I had been the winsome threesome of the Middle School.
"Yep! I'm about to get on the plane, I wanted to wait until I knew for absoulute sure to call you," Cassie said happily.
"Awesome!" Now my life would be so much more bearable with my best friend.
"Anyways, I gotta go," Cassie said. "Talk to you soon!"
The line went dead and I realized if Cassie hadn't called I would have killed myself. I sat down on the ground and just cried.
I heard someone pull into the driveway and looked around my room. I pushed the knife under my bed and pretended to be okay.
I logged on to my computer and pretended to just be on Facebook happily.
"I'm here," Jake's voice echoed around the house.
"Hey," I replied.
I stood up my computer chair and walked downstairs.
"Is Trey out of the hospital yet?" I asked, not really carng.
Jake nodded, his gaze seemed clouded though, like he was thinking of something else.
I shrugged inwardly and sighed.
"Cassie's coming back," I said.
Jake smiled slightly. "Cool," he said, walking upstairs.
I walked outside of my house and sat down on the porch.
Did I really want to die?
The question was no, I didn't want to die. I wanted the pain to die.
I wanted to get over this pain. And I would. I would apologize to Jayden, be with Tyler, and have my best friend back.
I knew it wasn't exactly that simple but... it had to be along those same lines right?
I pushed the thoughts out of my head and just looked up at the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky and I knew I should go in soon. It was going to rain. But as the raindrops fell I thought maybe rain is a good thing. Rain washes away the traces of today and brings new things tomorrow.
I let the rain soak me, enjoying the cool water on my face. It masked my tears as they flowed silently down my face.
I walked back inside and got into dry clothes. I turned on the radio and the song blasting out was Goodbye Earl by the Dixie Chicks.
"Right away Marian flew in from Atlanta on a redeye midnight flight. She held Wanda's hand and they worked out a plan. And it didn't take 'em long to decide, that Earl had to die."
(DO NOT OWN THAT SONG :) Love it though!)
Jayden's AND Cassie's POV next chapter! Vote and comment!
I probably won't be uploading for a while. My friend and I got in a fight and I'm depressed for other reasons.
