Luna's POV
"Luna. Wake up" I heard being said to me. I didn't bother opening my eyes, "hmm?" I replied. I felt my bed dip on the other side of me. "Luna? It's Kyra" I heard again. This time I opened my eyes, my led lights were on and Ollie wasn't in my bed. I rubbed my eyes and yawned. "Where Ollie?" I asked Kyra. "Brennen took him and his dog for a walk. Your friends are asleep except Austin" she answered. I nodded my head and pulled my hood over my head. "How you feeling?" She asked me. "I feel..like I was hit by a bus and my heart hurts.." I replied. Kyra opened her arms for me, "come here" she said. I moved over and she held me. "You know, I honestly didn't think we'd make it alive. But look us, we're breathing, still kicking ass. Luna, you're my best friend. You literally saved my life. So whatever you're going through, you'll survive it. I mean shit, you survived a tsunami and a coma. You lived through that. So cry about it, eat sushi and drink all the tequila you can. Because I know this won't hurt you for long." She explained. I smiled to myself and let the tears fall. This is exactly what I needed. "Thank you Kyra" I sniffled and let out a small laugh. "What time is it anyways?" I asked her, she moved her arm. "It's 8:30 am" she replied. I nodded my head, "hey have you heard anything about the girls or rick?" I mumbled. She slowly nodded her head, "they didn't make it. Dominque called me this morning. She said considering what we went through, she's giving us a month off." She replied in a low tone. "I'm thinking after this week, that I uh fly home. Stay with my mom for awhile. Get away from all this crap" I replied. I felt her shift in her position, then Kyra laid her head against mine. "Do it, I think we just need time away from LA. I was thinking of doing the same." She replied. I nodded my head and held on her arm. We both began to cry, it was like we had been holding in all these emotions. That this was needed for both of us. I don't know where he mental health stands but I know for a fact that mine isn't in the best place. It hasn't been for months. My parents knew exactly what to say to me and how to help me. Maybe I should move to Texas so I could be closer to my parents. I need to fix myself before it's too late. I don't want to go down any dark paths and do something that could potentially hurt me or those around me. Throughout the room, sniffling and small sobs could be heard from both Kyra and I. After a couple of minutes, we had stopped crying. We just laid in my bed, letting the silence fall between us. We just needed to be here with each other. Letting all of our emotions out. Without being constantly asked if we were okay, or what's wrong. I've been back for only a day and I just want to pack all my things and leave. I'm tired of being dragged into so many messes that I have zero part in. Like I shouldn't have got involved with Zion in the first place. I could've saved myself the heart ache, the pain. I should've told my parents that I didn't want to go back to LA. I wish Edwin came to Hawaii instead of Zion. I wish a lot of things happened differently. But I can't change the pass, all I can do is move on. Zion isn't ready for a relationship and neither am I. No matter what happens, I'm the one who always gets hurt. Maybe it's time that I get away from everyone for a couple of months or years.
