Kaitlyn's POV
If I'm a bad person you don't like me well I guess I'll just make my own way...
I turned my alarm off on my phone and lumbered out of bed. It was 7 am and there was school today. Oh god. Something felt different. I felt.....like a bomb about to go off. I ran down the steps skipping the last two steps. I walked into the kitchen and stopped still at the breakfast bar. I felt snappy angry and uncontrollable. All of a sudden I exploaded...
I let out an almighty scream and punched the breakfast table. I grabbed the microwave and chucked it across the room. I ripped the hinges off of the cupboard door and threw it at the window, obviously it smashed. I caught a sight of myself in the mirror. Rage surged through me and my fist came into contact with it. Smashing it into millions of peices. I let out another scream and pushed the fridge over. And thats when Tristan came in. But he wasn't pissed about the kitchen. He was more concerned about me, who was now collapsed in a heap where the fridge once stood. I didn't cry.
His arms wrapped round my waist as he lifted me up off the floor. I wrapped my legs round it waist as he carried me into the livingroom.
"Shh" he soothed stroking my hair. I didn't cry.
"I'm sorry" I whispered " I'm such a bad person"
"No, no" said Tristan " you're just upset about your brother"
Suddenly a sharp pain sored through my hand. I hissed in pain. Tristan gently took it into his hand and had a look.
"Looks broken to me" he stated " we should get you to a hospital"
But the windows smashed, we can't leave the house unattended. Who knows who'll come in.
"I'll be fine" I retorted
"No Kaitlyn you're not I'm calling the boys" he said sternly
"The boys" I scoffed "you've had one band practice"
"Which I wanted you there for" he said rolling his eyes. I suddenly felt guilty. I wasn't there. I wasn't there for him when he was there for me.
"I'm sorry" I said putting my head in the crook of his neck.
"Its okay" he sighed
"You call the boys I'll get dressed" I said
I carefully put on my black skinny jeans my nirvana T-shirt and my black converse. I threw on a hoodie to hide my cuts and I walked downstairs. Tristan was already ready, we got into his car and he got His phone out again
"Hey brad you on your way, great thanks brad you're the best I owe you"
"Brads gonna look after the house while were at the hospital" he said I nodded as he put his key into the ignition and he drove out of the driveway.
(At the hospital)
After about an hour and a half of waiting in the waiting room, I finally got seen by a nurse, she was quite young and incredibly smiley
"Now what seems to be the problem" she smiled
"I hurt my hand" I replied bluntly while she wrote notes on her clipboard
"Hmmm and how did this happen" she asked
"I got pissed off and trashed the kitchen" I said
"Right" she replied writing what I said down suddenly Tristan's phone went off
"I'll be just a minute" he smiled at me. He exited the room but I could still hear him
"Hey brad what's wrong, how could you not get in there s a massive hole in my kitchen window, yeah she really did all of it, listen I gotta go, bye"
He slowly opened the door and entered the room
"Well I'm afraid you're hand is broken" said the nurse " but on the bright side you get to pick which colour you get to have your cast" she said cheerfully trying to cheer me up"
"Black please" I replied bluntly
"Awe no cuz then I won't be able to sign your cast! Moaned Tristan like a 6 year old. The nurse giggled
"Don't worry I have a special gold marker pen which you can use" she smiled
"Thanks" I half smiled back
She made the mold and did some other stuff but I wasn't really listening or watching. I sort of zoned out.
"Right that's it you're good to go" she said. Amazed I looked down at my arm. It had a black cast on it and she handed me a gold pen tristan took it off of her
"Ill sign it first thanks" he said cheerfully and wrote his name and a little message on the cast, not to big. It read
'Stay strong soldier'
Tristan xox'
I smiled at him and he smiled back. We then left the hospital and tristan drove me home
