Drunk Words Are Sober Thoughts

Chapter 12 - Carsyn POV

Chapter 12

Carsyn's POV

I couldn't bear the fact that Ethan treated the news like complete shit! I should've known he wouldn't have cared from the start. He covered up his jerkish ways by trying to be sappy and I fell for it. I am a stupid unknowing brat. Maybe I was better off not existing at all, everyone else would be better off if I just disappeared anyways.

When I turned the corner, I saw something I couldn't comprehend at all. Something that shouldn't even be possible. It made me stop right in my tracks. Noah frickin' Bax. I couldn't believe anything I was seeing. And it sure seemed like he was in shock too. I couldn't stop the stinging in my eyes. I started crying a river at the sight of my old friend. Before I could even say a word, he pulled me into an embrace. He felt warm, and I was soothed in his arms.

"How..?" How did he wake up so quickly? He was in a coma five minutes ago and now he has me wrapped in his arms. "Don't worry about that right now... we need to leave." He pulled back and gazed at me, I was hesitant. Why did we need to leave so suddenly? What about Ethan? We couldn't just leave him behind, no matter what he did.

"Wait! What about Ethan?! Why do we even have to leave, you're head is probably still concussed or something! Noah, you need to go back and lay down." I tried to reason with him, but his eyes were just frantic and worried. "No, we have to go!" He shook my shoulders roughly, what is going on? I don't think I've ever seen Noah so distressed...

"M-My parents, they're here..." His voice came out as a mere whisper, I could barely hear him, but I did. But, why would his parents be here? They're usually on a business trip or somethin', and typically even if someone is hurt or something to that effect, they don't come, they are pretty shitty parents, as well.

"Ok, calm down. Why are they here?" I tried to get a hold of the situation, but was getting nowhere. Why couldn't he at least greet his parents? Just a simple hello?

I get that they're bad parents but at least show a bit of- "They're pissed. And we have to go before they do something that may or may not end our lives!" His grip grew tighter, his tone more serious. I couldn't argue with him, at least, that's what I learned when we were still best friends. If I argued, someone would always say something that they would regret saying soon after.

I decided to try one last time, "But, still, what about Ethan..?" As soon as those words left me lips, I knew I shouldn't have said them, Noah abruptly stopped causing me to stumble into him. Then turned around, his face evident of pure disgust. Disgust with what though? The mention of Ethan? ...No, it was with me! "Carsyn, I still am not even sure if I've forgiven you, but don't you want me to forgive you? I thought you did, but I must've thought wrong, because you bring some kid around, who you met, how many days ago? Like, two, and all the sudden you two are boyfriend and girlfriend! What the hell?! Is his life more important than yours? Than mine? Than ours?!" Noah practically screamed in my face. Ouch. So, h-he doesn't forgive me..? All this time my belief was that he had forgiven me at least a bit, but now, that just seemed like something impossible.

"Listen, it's not like that-!", "Shut up! I'm just about done listening to your shit, Carsyn!" I flinched at his toxic words. I wanted him to listen to me for once! I can't remember the last time he heard me out on my words, even when we were friends..! "Noah, why do you always assume the worst when it comes to me? Why can't you just hear me out for once in your life..? Did the past 7 years not happen at all? Was it just all a worthless live and forget moment?! Noah, please, listen to me!" I acted without thought. I quickly wrapped my arms around Noah and pulled him into the tightest hug I could, crying the whole time.

Noah was silent after that. Not a single word came out of his mouth. Was he that done with me? Did he get to the point where he couldn't even form words against me? I didn't know, I was clueless to the point of fear, something I was familiar with, unfortunately. Everything seemed like it was going south. If fact, everything was going south. "Carsyn... let's go, I'll talk with you later." He took my wrist and started walking towards the exit of the building. So that's all he was going to say after my whole rant? Is anyone even coming for us in the first place?

I didn't want to leave Ethan, especially with this tension between us, but I didn't have any other choice. I was being dragged by the wrist down the hallways, how was this not suspicious to anyone? Oh, yeah, just some girl being dragged down the hallway by a patient, what's new?

From the corner of my eye, I spotted Ethan, struggling to catch up to us without being bombarded by nurses and receptionists. His face etched with pure confusion, and to be honest, his expression probably matched mine. Except, mine was more ugly looking, obviously.

"Carsyn! What- How?" Ethan shouted, referencing to how Noah was here. I just shrugged my shoulders, but tugged back on Noah's force on my wrist, which caught his attention. "What?!" He turned and face me, then followed my gaze, "No." Was all he said to me, before turning back, and continued to push through the nurses and receptionists. I didn't understand why we couldn't just stop and go back for just one, one god damn person! Why did we have to leave him behind... oh wait, I screwed things up with him, I forgot. But then again, I screw everything up.

"W-wait up!" Ethan shouted in the distance, still unknowing of the situation going on between us. Even I was still clueless. The only one who wasn't, was big ol' Bax. He ran the world like he was the one who created it. But doing so, and because of his attitude, he usually ended him up in jail or on house arrest. It was never anything new for him. I guess, every time I tried to convince him that most of his actions were wrong, he would try to convince me otherwise, even if his explanations were the most stupidest thing I'd ever hear. The thing that confuses me to this day was, why did I comply to his explanations sometimes? Was I scared of Noah...? No!

Suddenly, the sound of a gunshot rang throughout the hospital, followed by the screaming of patients, nurses, and doctors. "What the-!" I yelled aloud. Noah muttered something under his breath before making a full on sprint for the entrance doors. I followed right being him, even more confused than I was a couple of minutes ago.

Ethan was also running to catch up. He was the only one with a car anyways. More gunshots bursted on the upper floor of the hospital. Noah and I were being trampled by the escaping victims, as well as the man trailing behind us. I could barely keep up with Noah. For someone who was just in a coma, he could move around pretty quickly.

Ethan, after a while, finally caught up with us, as we reached the doors. But before we could make it out to safety, some iron safety bars shut down on us. And we were the only people left on the first floor. "Shit..." Ethan rubbed the back of his neck, "What are we supposed to do with a bunch of shooters in the building with us?!" He continued on, ranting. "Shut up!" Noah finally snapped at him. I jumped in between the two instantly, not wanting to draw the shooters to us. "You two, stop, we'll find a way out, together."