What does That Mean?

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Y/n pov

I heard a door slam after some yelling and I sprang from my bed and ran to the top of the stairs, I could see Corbyn pacing back and forth mumbling something I couldn't make out.
Soon Jonah came into view and asked what was wrong.
"I thought she was happy. Better. I gave her everything. How the hell did things get like this and I not know about it!" He turned around with his hands in his hair, his tone scared me. What he was talking about scared me.
"Woah dude chill, what happened?"
"She is cutting!" My breath hitched "I don't know how long, I don't know how bad! All I know if that in that picture she has cuts on her arms and it's not a good thing!" They walked out of view, probably to see the image Corbyn was yelling about.
Then it hit me. I ran upstairs quietly and shut the door to my room, locking it behind me. I pulled out my laptop and looked up the interview and ran through the pictures at the end. There it was plain as day. How did I mess this up, I have been so careful.
There was a knock at my door, not even two seconds later Corbyn came in with Jonah close behind. Corbyn threw a key on my bed ad looked at me closely. I forgot he had that. He walked closer and grabbed my arm, when he yanked my sleeve up I saw a tear roll down his cheek. Jonah ran to my bathroom, I wanted to tell at him to stop but no words were coming out. I heard my cabinets close and Jonah came out with two razors that's had been in the bottom of my lady bag with all my tampons and pads.
I pulled my arm away and stood up, backing into the corner, corbyn was looking at me like I was some kind of alien, I wanted to be alone, I wanted to just sit down and cry. That's what I did, I backed all the way into the corner and curled into a ball and I felt my cheeks growing wet. I wanted Zach, I wanted him to hold me. Zach always made me happy, I needed him right now.
"y/n?" corbyn whispered, coming closer.
I felt like I was in a museum, them just staring at me like I was some crazy animal they haven't seen before
I just let my jeans soak up my tears as the rolled down my cheeks as Corbyn wrapped his arm around me and laid his head on mine. We just stayed like that for what felt like forever, until I couldn't tell what tears were mine or his.
***
Me and Corbyn were sitting on my bed a few hours later. When I was finally ready to talk Jonah took Daniel and jack out for food, he said he would bring some back.
"I just wanna try and understand why y/n" Corbyn looked me in the eyes as I played with my hair tie on my wrist.
"They are right ya know" I whispered while staring at my bed sheets
"Who?" I could hear anger growing in his voice, I stayed silent, Corbyn loves his fans and I don't know if I could ruin that for him. "Who y/n" he was more stern this time.
I let out a shaky breath and handed him my phone, Showing him my dm's "the limelights sending me these messages" my voice was still low and shaky.
"The people sending you these are not limelights" he was scrolling, then I saw him switch to my tagged posts
"Corbyn stop, don't switch pages!" I tried to grab my phone but he pulled back.
"There is more isnt there?" It took so much will to nod my head. "Oh my god" he almost yelled as he scrolled "how long has this been going on?" I could see it in his eyes. Anger. Fear.
"Corbyn don't overrea-"
"I'm not y/n! My little sister is getting bullied to the point where you're harming yourself! And you think I'm overreacting" I pulled my knees to my chest again, trying not to cry, I'm sick of crying
"God I'm a horrible person" I mumbled, I told Corbyn and now he is mad, I slipped up and now the limelights are going to get in trouble, why do I keep messing up, what am I doing wrong.
"Never say that! God do you hear yourself, do you even know what your saying" he was standing now, just then Jonah walked in with a bag of food. "I just don't know how you could not tell me about this"
"Corbyn I think you should lower your voice" Jonah placed the bag down next to me and his hand on my shoulder.
"Zach" I mumbled I wanted Zach "where is Zach" only Jonah heard me, he bent down and ran a hand threw my hair.
"Sweetie we don't know where he is, he...he took off after we found out" I could feel a tear roll down my cheek. Zach, where are you?
I grabbed my phone out of Corbyns hand. Leaning against my back board I scrolled to Zach contact and pressed the green phone button.

Ring
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Ring
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Ring
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This is herron, sorry I can't come to the phone, probably busy or something, leave a message at the beep

Record you message at the tone
Beeeep

"Baby" he didn't pick up, he always picks up my calls no matter what, even when he is rehearsing "Baby I need you, please come home or let me know where you are" I was crying, whimpering like a baby into the phone "please" I hung up the phone and threw it at the wall.
I screamed while opening the Chipotle bag and angrily taking a bite if my burrito, normally it calms me down but today was different the burrito was some how making things worse.
"This isn't right, Zach should be here" Corbyn whispered to Jonah "where the hell is he?"
"I don't know man, he just ran out the door without anything but his shoes, phone and wallet"
My phone dinged with Zach ring tone, we all looked at the chipped paint where my phone hit the wall, then the ground where my phone was lit up with a notification, from Zach.
I slowly picked it up and opened the chat

Zach ❤❤😗
Y/n I don't know how to handle this, I don't know what happend. If it's me I think we need some space. I can't come right now babe hopefully space would be good for you
- baby

I made another dent in the wall right next to the one before, I turned around and cried into Corbyns chest.
As Jonah read the text out loud, it felt like my heart being ripped out again, he wasn't coming home soon and he needs space.
"Y/n?" Corbyn whispered
I looked up and could barely see him through the tears
"What does that mean Corbyn?" I choked, I turned to Jonah who was still holding my phone "what is he talking about?"
"We... we don't know honey" Corbyn pulled me back to him and I just let it out.

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