Friends?//Hayes Grier

chapter thirty nine

qotc: vans or converse ??

Guys tides comes out right now aahfnwirjneoqnaehrkwlslj I'm so freaking excited !!!

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CHRIS'S POV

"H-Hi" Hayes stutters.

"Hey" I mumble.

He walks over to me, and sits down next to me on the floor. He is facing the same direction that I am, so we aren't looking at eachother, unless we turn our heads.

"Are you alright?" He asks.

"Yeah" I mumble. I honestly don't even care right now, about anything. You know those days where you just don't care at all? well that's one of those days for me right now.

"You sure?" He asks again. I sigh before answering annoyed, "yes I'm fine".

"Bullshit, Christiana your not fine" he says turning to look at me. I'm taken back by his response. I don't look at him, or talk, I stay silent.

"Your mom was just taken away, and your dad is going to be away for more than a month. Christiana, I've known you long enough that I can read and translate your 'subtext'. I know when you say your fine, your really not. You say that because you don't want to talk about the situation. Well I'm here and I know about the situation, so you don't need to hide your feelings" he says, putting a hand on my back.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I inhaled deeply, then let it out. He's totally 100% right. I am not okay.

"Christiana, you don't need to act all tough in front of me, I would expect you to be crying after all of this" he says moving closer to me.

He's right. I should be crying. But I'm just so angry with everything that I almost can't be crying.

"Christiana?" He asks again.

My lip begins to tremble, and tears slide down my face from my eyes quickly. Before I can do anything else, I'm being pulled closer to hayes.

My arms wrapped around his waist loosely, and he wraps his arms around me tightly. He just holds me there, and I just cry.

"It's all going to be okay, I promise" he says softly. But that's the thing. I know it's not going to be okay. If it happened twice, what are the odds of it happening again?

"No your wrong" I mutter.

"Christiana" he began.

"No hayes. Your wrong. You are wrong. You don't know what it's like for your mom to be taken away for a long time and when she comes back your just confused and no one tells you. Then when you do find out you are under the impression that she won't do it again. But hey what do you know it did happen again! And you know I bet you it will happen again. And to top it all off my dad isn't even here, he is somewhere on the face of the planet trying to get back the money that was taken away from us" I say through my sobs.

"I know but -" he started to say but I cut him off.

"No hayes. My life is a living hell right now, and it's only going to get worse" I said standing up, him copying me so we were both standing up.

"Don't think like that" he said softly.

"Think? You think I'm thinking?! I'm not thinking, hayes! I'm telling you what's my life is like, I'm not thinking what it's like!" I say clearly angry and frustrated at this point.

"This isn't how your going to live forever" he speaks again.

"Yes hayes. It will as long as I'm living in this house. And it will follow me for the rest of my life. When my moms caught and I'm at college I'm going to have to go out of my way to go to her. And I don't want that. I want to live a normal life with a non-addict mom" I cry.

"Your mom isn't like that" he said again.

"Then what is she like? She's an addict hayes, okay. I can't change that. Wish I could, but I can't. She is going to be the rest of her life, rehab won't do anything" I said through sobs.

"Christiana," he began again.

"I'm honestly sick of you starting everything with my name. It's like your trying to tell me something bad just happened. Oh wait, something bad did just happen. You know I'm starting to think what the point of living is" I say laughing through my tears and sobs.

"Don't think like that, Christiana" he said coming closed to me. Well I was thinking and he didn't begin with my name.

"No. What is the point of living? Seriously. If things are going to go bad, then what's the point? To have things keep coming ontop of you and crossing your path so you can't move on? Things that will forever confuse me? I honestly don't know why I'm still standing here, I should be dead. Who do I have to live for hayes?" I cry.

"Me" he softly said.

Of course I don't mean I want to kill my self. I just want everything to go away. I want it gone. I am just so upset and angry at the same time I don't mean anything I say right now.

"You have me to live for Christiana" he spoke again.

"For you to go around and date slutty girls that'll torment me? Yeah I'll stay alive for that" I sarcastically said and roll my eyes.

Before I can say anything else, or even think, his lips crash against mine.

Fireworks, sparks, butterflies.

A/N:

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aotc: vans..but I like converse too but vans better(: