Chapter Nine

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*Still Nash's P.O.V*

"Oh shit," I said. That was all I could say. Standing I front of me was a passed out Rae in some guys arms.

"Yeah man, she got pretty drunk tonight," the guy said.

"Did she get caught?" I asked taking her into my arms.

"No, when she blacked out I brought her here right away," he said, "it was my fault. I know that she doesn't drink, but I dared her to take a shot, and once she did it, everybody dared her to continue taking shots. I'm sorry."

"It's not me who you should be saying sorry to."

The guy looked confused. "Then can I talk to the person, tell them it was all my fault."

"You just did," I heard a voice say behind me, Cam, "you let my little sister drink alcohol. So much that she blacked out. And it was only because she doesn't drink, but it was some stupid dare?" He made a laugh, "That's not going to slide."

His hands were made of fists, "Nash, please go put Rae in her room, I'll be there in a second." I did as told. I've never seen him so mad.

I put Rae down on her bed and started to leave the room. "Nash," I heard her faint voice say, "stay."

"Rae, you know Cam is pissed. Just agree with him. That's the only thing that you can do." She nodded. You could smell the alcohol on her, "Go to sleep, and we will clean you up tomorrow," I said. Her eyes were already shut.

I kissed her forehead. Even drunk, she was beautiful. I saw a small smile form on her face, it made me smile. Then shut off the light, closed the door, and left to room.

I walked out to a pissed Cameron. "What the hell was she thinking!?" he said, I saw a tear come down his cheek.

"I don't know."

"Where the hell is she!?" he yelled.

"Whoa, Cam, calm down. Just let her sleep. We will talk about this tomorrow. You are also a little too angry right now."

"Well of course I'm angry! She lied to me about going to bed! She snuck out without my permission! She got fucking wasted! And it was all under my watch! She's my little sister! My little sister! The one person that I have to protect and keep safe right now, but I've failed!" he said letting out more tears, "I have failed." His head went into his hands, then he went to his room, and slammed the door. I'm just going to sleep on the couch tonight.

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I woke up to the faint sound of what sounded like puking. Then I remembered. Rae! I ran into her room, she wasn't in bed. The bathroom light was on. I walked in there to see her face in the toilet. Her hair was everywhere. I came up and pulled it all back, and rubbed her back. She made a small smile to me, and kept puking.

After a half hour of that she was done. She got in the shower while I woke up Cam to talk to him. He didn't want to see her yet. His eyes were red and puffy though.

I walked back into Rae's room. She was sitting on her bed. Clean. She was looking at the ground. "Hey," I said. She looked up and smiled. "How are you feeling?" I asked sitting next to her.

"Terrible. I never drink. I don't even like the taste of alcohol. What's Cam like? All I remember is seeing his fist last night."

"That's all you remember?" I asked. I put my hand on hers. She smiled again. Something about when we touch feels so right. She nodded her head, but her eyes were hiding something behind them, I could tell.

"Why'd you do it?" I asked. I just want to tell Cam to keep him from freaking out on her more. She seems so delicate right now.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to," she said looking down. She looked back up and smiled, "I'm fearless."

I probably had the biggest grin on my face. We both started to lean in, then our lips touched. Perfect. Just perfect.

*Rae's P.O.V*

Nash and I were kissing, but interrupted from a knock on my door. Nash and I split apart. "C-come in," I said.

Cam peaked his head through the door. Why were his eyes red? Why were they puffy? Was he crying? Why isn't he freaking out that I have a boy in my room? Why is Nash in my room? Does he really care for me? Why did I kiss him again? Why do I want to kiss him again? Why am I asking myself so many questions? Why can't I stop?

"Can I talk to Rae?" Cam asked. Nash nodded and stood up. He turned around to me and smiled, then left the room. Cam sat next to me. We sat in silence. I didn't know what to say, but I don't think he did either.

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