Broken Soul

Chapter 23

An angry Carter and Jack busted through the door and stopped. Jack began pacing and Carter just slammed the door. We all just stared at the 2 boys until someone said something. But nobody said anything so I did.

"What happened?" I managed to get out. Honestly, I was scared. I've never seen Jack angry before or Carter this way. I was scared of what they could and would do. they both stopped and looked at me. I felt my heart rate quicken and a lump form in my throat. They both sat on the end of my bed while I pulled my knees close and hugged them at my spot at the top if the bed.

"Well, we went into their room to talk to Matt and Nash was in there too. We asked Matt why he was ignoring and avoiding you and he started screaming a bunch of things at us that we couldn't understand for no reason. Nash started yelling at us to go away and...and I just snapped. I didn't know what I was doing until Jack pulled me off of Nash. I hit him repeatedly. I-I I'm so sorry Brooke." Carter said. By the end he was crying. I stood up and walked over to him and gave him a hug.

"There's nothing to be sorry for. You were just being a good friend." I said as I pulled out of the hug and have him a reassuring smile. He smiled then shot up.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN A GOOD FRIEND?" He yelled.

"I mean a good friend." I said slowly. The lump had come back and I was scared.

"SINCE WHEN AM I JUST A GOOD FRIEND? I THOUGHT I WAS YOUR BESTESTEST FRIEND IN THE WHOLE ENTIRE WORLD. Damn. I got downgraded. I feel the love Brooke." he said. He put a hand over his heart and started to fake cry.

"You little shit! you scared me half to death!" I said then started to pout and turned my back to him.

"But Brooooooke! I'm sowwy." he said in a baby voice. I started smiling but he couldn't see my face. Next thing I knew I was thrown over someone's shoulder and they started running around the room.

"PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT OR YOU'LL BE SORRY!" I yelled. His laugh boomed through the room.

"Sorry sweetheart. That's not going to happen." I recognized the voice to be Sammy's. I started laughing. He threw me on my bed then Taylor began tickling my sides. I started laughing hysterically and could breathe.

"Taylor....please....I can't.....breathe." I said between laughs. He stopped and I caught my breath only to be picked up again but bridal style. I looked up and saw it was Sammy again. He sat in my bed, where I previously was, and sat me on his lap.

"Well, what was that for?" I said, throwing my arms in the air to be dramatic. He just laughed at me.

"Maybe I was comfy." I said then began pouting.

"Aww babe. Don't be mad at me." Sammy whined. I giggled then turned around to face him.

"What is it with you guys calling me babe? I don't get it!" I exclaimed.

"Because you are one." A voice said behind me. I turned around and searched the room for the person it belonged to.

"Shut it Caniff." I said then flipped him off. I got off of Sammy's lap and sat beside him. I looked at my phone and noticed it was 12:30.

"What are we doing tomorrow?" I asked.

"We have a small meet and greet at the mall from 2-3 but all the time before and after that we can do whatever we want." Hayes said. I nodded my head. I just sat there for a moment until a question popped into my head.

"Carter?"

"Yeah?"

"You said you hit Nash right?"

"Yes?"

"Is he okay?"

"I uhm.....I don't know." I know he's mad at me and probably hates me along with Matt but I still care about him. I asked Sammy to come with me and we walked down the hallway to his room. I hesitantly knocked on the door then waited. The door swung open and I saw Nash holding a towel on his nose. The towel was covered in blood.

"Oh my god Nash! Are you okay? Can I do anything to help?" I frantically asked. He scoffed then gave me a glare.

"Yeah. You can help by going the hell away." He snapped at me then tried closing the door but I put my foot in the way.

"No Nash. I won't just go away. We need to talk. Either you come back to my room or we will make you come there." I said forcefully. I turned around and walked back to my room. I heard 2 pairs of feet behind me and smiled to myself. Sammy opened the door to my room once they got there and I walked in last to make sure Nash didn't leave.

"Okay Nash. We need to talk." I stated.