Rylans POV
"So, where do you think Cameron went?" Carter asks me, looking ahead at the road.
"I don't know..." I tell him leaning back and sighing frustrated, "I'm really confused right now."
"Maybe he just couldn't take the pain. Maybe he just had to get away."
"Get away where?! He could be doing stupid stuff right now. We have to find him..." I tell Carter sitting up.
Carter shakes his head and looks back out the window. We drive all the way back to the apartment and Carter drops me off at the front door, waving good bye. He pulls out of the parking lot and exits out of the gate. I use my keys to unlock the front door and step in, looking around for a second. I sudden thought popped into my mind, causing me to panic.
"Katie!"
I run into my room and see her sitting on the bed with a bag of chips watching Netflix. She looks up at me and freaks out standing up, "What happened what's wrong?"
I sigh, "Did you not hear what happened this morning."
She shakes her head, "I was sleeping. I stayed up last night til 4:00am."
"Oh okay. Well... good, I guess."
"What happened this morning? What did I miss?" She asks pushing her brown hair behind her ears.
Umm, well. Did I ever tell you about the cops coming over because of Cameron or whatever?" I ask her sitting down on the bed.
"Yeah, I mean, Cameron told me."
"They came over this morning and there was an accident. Katie... Nash was stabbed." I admit and her eyes widen in shock.
"What?! No! Is he dead?!" She covers her mouth with her hands and tears start to cloud over.
"I-I don't know. Its going to be okay." I lie, having know idea what was going to actually happen.
"Why Nash?! Why? What did he ever do?! Those STUPID cops!" She was letting all of her tears fall and her crying was clearly noticeable.
"Calm down, Katie."
"No..." Her voice is harsh and I see her eyes start to slowly turn red, hopefully she wont notice. I don't want her to know about her... condition yet.
"The cops are dead. I killed one and Cameron killed the other." I explain.
"How did you kill them?" I forgot that she didn't know about us being Vampires. After she was bitten, Nash must've made her forget somehow.
"Uhh... we shot them." I tell her not sure if she would believe me.
"Okay, good." She says wiping her tears away and sniffling once in a while.
"Don't worry Katie. Its all going to be okay." I place a fragile hand on her shoulder and smiling a little.
"Where is he?" Her voice is weak and cracked at the end.
"The hospital."
She stands up and walks toward the door and into the kitchen where the dead cops were still laying. I totally forgot they were there. Gross.
"Woah." She says as she looks at the cops, lifeless on the floor, "That looks violent..."
"Yep, where are you going?" I ask her.
"The hospital." She says in a 'duh' tone.
"You don't have a car and the hospital is over the highway!" I tell her grabbing her arm.
"So, I'm eight. Im grown up. I drink coffee." She tells me flipping her hair.
I roll my eyes, "You not going anywhere, I'm not letting you get run over."
She stomps back into our room, slamming the door behind her. I sigh and walk into the kitchen picking up the phone. I'm planning on calling Taylor to let him know what happened. I don't know why, I just wanted to let him know.
"Hello?" He asks from the other side of the phone.
"Nash is in the hospital. He was stabbed." I tell Taylor cutting straight to the chase not wanting to explain it.
"Are you serious?" He asks sounding nervous.
"Well, I'm not lying." I twirl the cord in my hand.
"I-I don't know what to say. How's Cameron dealing with it?" It sounds like he's grabbing his keys.
"He left."
"So I guess he's upset." He sighs, "I'm going to the hospital right now."
"Taylor wait! He's still in surgery-" Taylor hangs up before I could go on. Well that conversation ended quickly.
My phone vibrates in my pocket and I take it out, looking at it.
"Hey, its me, Zach. The guy from the hospital? I was wondering if you wanted to hang out... I mean, its your choice." -Zach
I smile and read the text again. He's so cute. He's made this sad experience into a not so bad experience. My emotion is no longer depressed, I'm 'okay'. And that enough for me right now. Its better than nothing I guess. I text him back with an okay and set my phone down eating for a text back. I suddenly see the door knob turning and Cameron stumbles in.
"Cameron?"
His eyes were tired and pink around the sides. His lips were chapped and cracked and a huge bottle of alcohol was in his right hand. Along with that, a girl was leaning against him giggling, obviously drunk. He sees me and smiles and almost trips walking toward me.
"Rylan!" He hugs me and almost makes me fall.
"Woah, woah." I shove him off of me making a discusting face, "Where have you been?"
"Just, places. This is Nicole, I met her." He slurs kissing her on the cheek.
"Cameron your drunk, go to bed." I demand pointing toward the hallway.
"Party pooper." She pouts and grabs Cameron's hand dragging him to his room.
I roll my eyes. I cant believe he did this? His best friend was stabbed and he goes off and gets drunk? Wow, nice going Cam. I feel tear well up. I didn't expect them to to start pouring out, but they just did. So much has happened in one day, I just cant take it.
Hopefully tomarrow will be better...
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What He Did To Me (Nash Grier Vampire FanFiction)
Fanfiction"This Inhuman Place Makes Human Monsters." -Stephen King