ANIMALS

Twenty-Six || Heart Break Hotel

~Noah~

"NOAH LUKAS JACKSON, WHERE THE FUCK HAVE YOU BEEN?"

Papa's booming voice meets me as soon as I cross the threshold and the front door closes behind me. The man looked like he hadn't slept in years with his hair tousled all over the place from the stress. 

"I was out, leave me alone," I attempt to shrug it off, avoiding looking directly into his eyes as I walked past him like he was nothing.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asks, gripping my arm tightly as I stopped.

"Let go of me, you can't tell me what to do," I huff and shake him off as I walk down the hall in an attempt to stomp off to my room.

"I'm still your father Noah!" he calls out to me and I whipped around so fast that I was even scared for a second that I might have snapped my neck.

"NO YOU'RE NOT!" I screamed back at him and he opened his identical ocean blue eyes in shock.

"IF YOU WERE MY FATHER YOU WOULDN'T HAVE ABANDONED ME LIKE YOU DID! YOU WERE MY BEST FRIEND PAPA! YOU MEANT MORE TO ME THAN ANYTHING ELSE IN THIS WORLD AND YOU ABANDONED ME!" I could feel all the pent up anger rushing out of me.

"Noah, I left to protect you and the family," he explains but I shake my head, unable to hold back the tears.

"NO, YOU LEFT BECAUSE YOU'RE A FUCKING COWARD!" I yelled back making sure it hits him.

"Buddy I-" He tries to speak but I don't let him.

"Don't call me buddy, you have no fucking right. Only dad can call me that because he never left my side unlike you!" I tell him off and I could tell by the way he gripped his chest when I said it that it hit him right where I wanted it to.

Calm the fuck down Noah. He's still your father.

Tristan's voice comes through the link and I was damn near hyperventilating at this point as I stopped, quickly realizing what I had done. 

The pain I had caused him, not mom or dad. 

 My papa never looked more broken than in that moment as the tears were cascading out of his crystal clear ocean eyes like a waterfall as I tore him apart. His frail body looked so weak as he started shaking while continuing to grip his chest. 

"Noah, I hurt you that night. I hurt one of my own precious babies and I couldn't live with myself. I was ashamed and I was scared of hurting you again. But I know now, that leaving you hurt more than a physical touch ever could," He explains with his British accent leaking into his shaky voice as he suddenly collapsed to the floor.

"Papa?" I stared in shock at my father's limp body as he laid lifeless on the ground before me.

"PAPA!" I rushed toward him, unable to think straight as I pulled him into my arms.

"Papa? Papa wake up...WAKE UP!" I freaked out as I held his limp body, checking him for any sign of life.

"Papa! Papa please come back....Papa," His support dog Luna whimpered uncontrollably as I held my papa so close.

911 is on the way, Hold on Noah I'm coming

"No, no, no, no Papa, no...come back to me papa, don't leave me again," I whispered as I heard his shallow breathing.

"I'm sorry papa, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean any of it papa! Just come back!"

I apologized over and over again, weeping and moaning uncontrollably as I rocked back and forth with my father's body in my arms. His breathing growing weaker and weaker until it ceased.

"PAPA!" 

In a blur of flashing lights and navy blue uniforms, the paramedics surround my papa, yanking him from my arms as they started CPR and I'm given sudden flashbacks. 

My mom lying lifeless on the floor.

Dad pumping his chest, screaming out his name. 

Papa twitching slightly as he was knocked out on the floor. 

The bruises on my mother's neck which took forever to heal. 

Tristan holding his hand out to me. 

Wait. 

Tristan wasn't there. 

"Noah, come back to me baby, it's okay just come back," he says and beckons me with his hand. Without a doubt, I quickly stand and follow him out of the brutal nightmare. 

Gasping for air as Tristan holds my head in his hands with our foreheads pressed together, I open my eyes at the same time as him. Finding that intense look in his eyes as he pulled away from me.

"Come on, they took him to the emergency room and we're going to follow the ambulance. Is there someone you can call? Your other dad's maybe? Hey, I know it's rough baby but you have to stay calm okay?" Tristan reminds me as he continues holding my cheeks in the palms of his hands.

"Ready?" He asked and I nodded, wiping my nose with the sleeve of his hoodie that I'm still wearing as I sniffled in his arms. He nodded and helped me to my feet as he pulled me close to him. 

Walking out of the house, the flashing lights burned my eyes as paparazzi took photos of the disaster that was unfolding for their drama screens. Tristan turns me back towards the door and I feel his jacket as he covered my head to keep the public from seeing my tears. 

Thank you

No one embarrasses my mate 

He protectively grumbles through our link and his guarded personality has me smiling just a little bit. Covering me I was encompassed in his calming scent as he gently pushed me in the direction of his car before helping me in. 

I keep his jacket wrapped around me as he got into the driver's seat and started following the ambulance to the hospital. 

"Noah, I need you to call someone about your father. Do you think you can do that for me, baby?" Tristan asks as I nod, pulling my phone out of my pocket, slowly pulling his jacket down from my face as I stared at the two contacts I could choose from. 

Raising the phone to my ear, I tiredly rest my head against the window, watching the ambulance as papa was in the back with the EMT people. 

"Hey Noah, what's up? Hows-"

"Dad, something happened to Papa, he's...we're..." 

I sniffle and the though nearly pushes me to tears again, choking on my own breath as I feel Tristan's comforting hand on my knee. 

"We'll be there soon," 

My dad swiftly replies without a single question before hanging up on me. Grasping Tristan's hand in mine, I slowly slide the phone down from my ear to my lap as I watch the paramedics pumping my papa's chest.

At any moment my papa could die

And it would be my fault 

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oooof

Is it kind of fucked up that I write these while listening to really happy pop kind of music mixed with some older rap? lmao

Also, for those of you who read silent storm, yes I'm copying and pasting some of those parts here to 

a. edit the fuck out of them cause god damn I suck at writing
b. give you more details and
c. tell it from a different less confusing and muddled perspective.

Don't forget to comment on your fav parts cause I read all of them and they all matter for this story!

A new chapter comes out every night with a bonus on the weekends! 
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