The story of us // Diego Martir// Bankrolhayden

Chapter 22: Pain is temporary

I kept trying to tell y/n that everything is okay and that pain is temporary it was almost as if she didn't believe me but out of all people I understand I get It and many people may ask me how but that's a story for another time and there are some people that are impatient and research me and find out how I know that it's temporary I know she has seen the song 29 but she doesn't know the whole story it's like writing a comic and then not finishing it. it's not really that hard to tell the story now because ive told it so many times but there is a time when you have to be strong and forget that you are in the world for a minute or second it really takes your mind off of everything. 

y/n: Babe how do you know that pain is temporary? 

H: I know you've seen and heard 29. 

y/n: yeah but I don't get it or understand it. 

H: i'd have to tell the story for you to understand but I want to do it when the time is right. 

y/n: and when will that be? 

H: ummm 7 chapters from now. 

y/n: so not funny I want to know the story. I want to be stronger and maybe it'll help me you never know. 

H: I am pretty sure that it'd make you cry. 

y/n: and I am fine with that I don't want us to keep anything from each other i've told you about mine I mean it wasnt that bad but It was still tramatizing. 

H: every accident is bad I don't care if you have a scratch on your knee every accident is horrible yes there is always that one accident that is going to be worse than yours but there is always that one person who will help you through it all. 

y/n: yeah I know. I just want to lay down and take a nap for right now I am tired of crying about this. 

H: okay babygirl. 

y/n: no you stay with me. 

she laid her head down on my chest and wrapped her arms around me tightly. she had a grip on me as if she was scared something was going to get her. I could only imagine what she was feeling mainly because I felt the same way. It's scary but it's something that she couldn't help and not everything is something that we can help it's something that we have no control over we have no control over what happens or how it happens we only have control in our own life decisions if that we barley have any control over them ourselves. 

*Incoming call : Sammy* 

H: yo wassup 

S: studio session is today Hayden. 

H: I know y/n is sleeping on me right now and if I move she will wake up. 

S: boy she gon' wake up for 1 min and be asleep before you can even blink. 

H: ight well i'm all set and ready let me just throw the hoodie im wearing on the bed for her and put a new one on and i'll be out. 

S: oh i'm picking yo needy ass up? 

H: yes hoe I don't want to take the car incase she needs to go somewhere. 

S: ight i'll be there in 5. 

*Hangs up* 

I went to go and move off of the bed to get ready and y/n woke up just like I told Sam she woke up for s split second and was out again as soon as I took off my hoodie and threw it on the bed for her she woke up again and then was out once more I walked to the closet and got a new hoodie and put it on I sat on the bed and put on my shoes and as soon as I went to go and walk out of the door y/n woke up. 

y/n: *in a whiney voice* Hayden where you going? 

H: Sammy is on his way to come and pic me up so I can do my studio session. 

Y/n: I want to go with you. 

H: you need to rest you've been so torn down. 

y/n: No I want to be with youuu * starts crying* 

*Hayden walks over to the bed ,sits down, grabs y/n's face and wipes her tears* 

H: you have to get dressed 

y/n: *Still crying* 

H: babe you are coming with me why are you still crying. 

y/n: because im comfortable and don't want to change

H: * walks over to the closet* 

H: what do you want to wear? 

y/n: *face buried into the bed* give me your camo suit. 

H: give you my what? 

Y/n: * face still buried in the bed* Your camo suit. 

H: my orange and black camo pants and hoodie? 

y/n: Yes. 

H: *sighs* alright. 

H: I dont know what I should wear now. 

y/n: the neon green, black and white suit. 

H: okay. 

y/n: * looks down at hayden's shoes* you aren't wearing those ugly ass crocs. 

H: um yes I am. 

y/n: um no you aren't your going to wear these *throws bankrol custom uggs at hayden* 

H: my uggs?! that going to look dumb. 

y/n: No it won't they are black and that is the color that pops out the outfit. 

H: ight fine. 

*y/n starts crying again* 

*Sammy walks in the house* 

S:ohhhh is this a bad time. 

H: no she's just having a mental breakdown. 

y/n: No i'm not *still crying* 

S & H: we know one when we see one, yes you are. 

y/n: fuck it i'm hanging out with philly today. 

H: he's at the studio. 

y/n: fine i'm hanging with matt. 

H: 2 minutes ago you was screaming "noooo I want to stay with you" 

y/n: shut up. I don't sound like that. 

H: you need to take yo whiney ass back to bed. 

y/n: will you lay down with me on the couch before ya'll start. 

*hayden looks at sam* 

S: it's the only way she gonna go to sleep. 

H: yes I will. 

y/n: yay!