Change (a Hayes Grier fanfiction)

Thirteen

Thirteen

I pulled away from Hayes and walked over to the pans and pots to start my course of action.

"Can you get the pain reliever? It's in that cabinet." I say pointing to one of the cabinets on the other side of the kitchen. Hayes nods and gets the bottle out.

"Maybe we should wait until they wake up." Hayes says getting out the orange juice.

"Why would we do that?" I say smirking, I grab two pans and head to Taylor's room, somehow they were both in there.... butt naked in the middle of the room.

"Ah! Shield my innocent eyes!" I say running out of the room with the image of both of their thingies hanging out. I'll never be able to unseen that. For the rest of my life all I will see is Nash and Taylor's... things. Hayes looked at my confused and peeked his head into the room I could see his eyes widen from the sight.

"Ew." Is all he can manage to say while walking away, he too has been scarred. Oh oh!!! Idea! I say in my mind. I run over to my speakers and plug in my phone. I start playing "Bang Bang" by Will.I.Am then I shut their door so I wouldn't be scarred again, not like anything will scar me as much as that. Then I banged the pots and pans around their door since there was no way in hell I was going in. The beauty of the speakers is that it plays in every room so there is no escape of the sound. Eventually they came out with boxers on, thank goodness because seeing that again would be... there are no words. I kept banging the pans until Nash wacked one out of my hand. I laugh and turn the music down.

"What the frick?" Taylor says sitting on the bar and putting his head into his hands trying to block out the sound.

" I should say the same thing." I say putting the pans away and handing them their pain relievers. "This is my house, you do not just go and bring girls here, and you don't trash it. Especially without cleaning it up." I say pointing at the mess that they made all over the place.

"Ugh later, I need sleep." Nash says putting his head back onto the counter letting it rest on the cool metal.

"Get some clothes on and clean this place up. Hayes and I have homework to do in my room, when I come back in one hour I expect this whole place to be clean." I say grabbing Hayes and taking him up stairs. When he got into my room and I shut the door. When I turned around I saw Hayes behind me, he put his hands around my waist and pulled me close. I grabbed his hand and pulled him towards my bed we got close and I started to cry into his shoulder.

"Hey, hey." He says softly, I lift my head just slightly so he can see my alien green eyes. "It's gonna be ok." He says lifting my head up. He cups my cheek with his hand and kisses my forehead.

"Thank you." Is all I can manage to say before I can fall asleep.

"I'm so lucky to have you as my girlfriend." Is all I can hear him say before sleep took over my body.

When I woke up I found myself alone on my bed. I noticed I was still in Hayes' clothes. I went into my closet and got a sports bra, t-shirt, and some leggings. I wiped my messed up makeup off my face and brushed my hair. Oh gosh. My hair. It could be a birds nest. After brushing it for what felt like an hour I put it into a bun. I look down at my counter and see my scissors. I look at the sharp metal and I don't know what compelled me to cut again, before I knew it I had red blood trickling down my wrist. I wiped it off along with the tears in my eyes. I put my bracelets back on, wait. Does everyone know?

I walk down stairs and see the house back in shape. I see Hayes cooking something. I start to play Show You by Shawn Mendes on low, and only in the kitchen.

"Wacha doin'." I ask wrapping my arms around Hayes' waist.

"Cooking eggs." He says turning the burner off.

"For you or me?" I ask grabbing a plate.

"Both." He says smiling. I grab another plate and Hayes separated the eggs onto the two plates. I pour glasses of Apple juice and put them on the table.

"Of only we had a kid, then we could be a little family." Hayes says, I look down at my wrist. If I'm not dead. I think in my head.

"What makes you say that?" Hayes looks at me.

"Did I say that out loud?" I say looking up.

"Let's talk about something else." Hayes says finishing his apple juice and putting our plates in the sink.

"No. I need to talk to everyone about that, NASH, TAYLOR!" I yell, they come out of Nash's room.

"Family meeting." I say pointing at the couch. They all sit down with questioning looks.

"What's up?" Taylor says.

"Who knows." I say

"What do you mean?" Nash says looking nervous.

"This!" I yell showing them my wrist.

"Oh." Is all Taylor says.

"You all know? How could you just sit there and watch me wallow in my own depression?" I yell at them again.

"I didn't know what to do, we wanted to confront you about it but-" Taylor says before I cut him off.

"But nothing! Get out all of you!" I yell again.

"CC." Hayes says getting up.

"Out!" I scream. They all get up and slowly walk away.

"How are you still cutting?" Taylor says before he walk out. "I took your razor."

"Please. I have plenty more." I say before slamming the door in his face, I lock it just in case.