Adopted By Magcon (under construction)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Karly's POV

A hand grabbed my shoulder, I turned around and saw dad's face. I jumped up startled.

"Karly! where have you been, I've been worried sick, are you okay?"

I stared at him like a deer in front of head lights. My red, cold, puffy face. Stared blankly.

"Come on Karly you're freezing" he said trying to pick me up. I wasn't going to leave, I want to stay here and drain in my sorrow.

"Karly lets go" he said getting mad.

"Karly, please come, people are concerned about you" he said picking me up.

"No" I said sternly.

"Oh my god, karly you're freezing! what are you doing out here" he said feeling my cheeks.

He carried me inside of the building. I threw my head on his shoulder. My face was tight from dried tears, my eyes were blood shot red, my cheeks were rosy red from the cold, my nose full of snot from crying so hard, my head hurt from banging my head against the wall.

Dad opened the door to the hotel and laid me on the coach. Everyone ran to me. Dad wrapped a blanket around me, Carter ran to the kitchen and boiled water for hot chocolate.

Cameron sat on the coach holding me, his warm hands covered my head warming my ears. Mahogany and dad tried to get me to explain what happened.

"Where's Hayes?" Mahogany asked.

His name shot me in the heart with the worlds most painful gun. I would have cried if I had tears left.

Hayes POV

I left Karly on the cold floor crying in anger. My heart was broke into millions of pieces that couldn't be fixed. I'm not crying and upset because she was hugging another boy, but because I knew we were too young to make this work. I just really like her.

I threw my suitcase in the back seat of my mom Elizabeth's car. I slammed myself into the front seat and buckled.

"Are you okay hayes? why did you want me to pick you up so early" she asked as she drove off.

I pressed my head against the cold foggy window, my eyes dried with tears that were left over.

I didnt want to talk. I didn't want to talk.

We drove hours back home. I didn't touch my phone once. As soon as I got inside I ran to my room ignoring Skylynn.

I threw myself on the bed and dug my face into the pillow and cried my eyes out.

My mind played memories of Karly over and over again.

-memory one-

Karly laughs and hugs me. We run around in the grass, she playfully hits me and I chase her.

We laughed and ran around a empty field of grass with no one around. karly was so perfect, the way her brown hair flew threw the air as she ran.

She sat down on the grass, I took a seat next to her near a big oak tree.

She laid down and looked up at the sky. I laid down too and looked up to see what she saw.

"Isn't it beautiful" she gasped.

"You are" I whispered to myself.

"That one looks like a butt" she laughed cracking herself up, I loved how she could make anything a dirty joke or a funny one.

I laughed along, Karly put her head against mine.

I smiled a huge smile that I couldn't wipe off.

-Memory 2-

We ran around Walmart like the wild teens that we were as Taylor and Matt shopped for groceries.

"Come on" karly said ahead of me.

I ran after her, trusting her.

We came to a sudden stop. Karly's smile came off.

"You two come here" the store manager said pointing to us.

We slowly walked to the round man in a blue Walmart shirt.

"I see you two running around causing trouble, I don't want to see you two running again" he said sternly.

"You two ehh blah blah blah I'm a douche" Karly mocked pretending to be the man.

We continued to run and have a good time, nothing and or no one could stop us from having fun.

*memories end*

All the memories made me cry harder, Karly and I had fun, we laughed, we cried, we ran, we hugged, we cuddled.

And I let it all go. It was all torn by one fight. I yelled at her and she yelled back. It was just hard for me since I've never experienced anything like this before.

I thought about Karly sitting in the cold crying. The time was now three in the morning. I saw my mom peek her head in the door and quietly close it.

I sobbed and cried like a baby thinking about what we used to have, what we let go of, every time we cuddled, every time we laughed together, everytime she smiled at me, the one time we kissed.

My head pounded from the crying, my eyes burned, my throat throbbed.
I didn't bother getting ready for bed. I left my clothes and shoes on.

I cried myself to sleep thinking about everything I lost and everything I could have kept.