* a house during the Christmas season*
The snow looks so pretty and I'm getting super excited!
____________________Caila's POV
I woke up this morning, with a pounding headache and news to share.
"Matt." I said to him. He turned and looked at me.
"Yes babe." She said. Should I tell him.
"Last night, I went to get a drink. And I saw Hailey and Taylor kissing. I also heard them talking and Hailey said 'Don't tell Aaron.' She's cheating on him Matt." I yelled. He sat thinking.
"No. Hailey wouldn't do that." He replied with denial.
"Well she did." I said smirking.
"I don't know all the facts, I'm not gonna tell Aaron. Yet." He said. I gritted my teeth.
"Matt. I just don't want anyone to get hurt." I said resting my head on his shoulder.
"I know babe. And your hormones are all fucked up." He replied. I nodded and he laughed.
"Let's get going to the airport." He said standing up. I followed and sighed. I was so excited to go home for two months.
___________________Once we got on the plane, we all relaxed and sat abck. We had a 3 hour flight to Woodbridge.
"Matt, can i ask you something?" I asked looking at him.
"Yeah whats up?" he asked.
"What if Hailey is cheating with Aaron?" i asked. "I dont want him to get hurt. It'd crush him." I added. He looked at me with worry.
"Caila. You cant do anything about it." he said rubbing my head. I closed my eyes. I didnt think Hailey would do something like that. I decided to confront her about it when we got home.
I fell asleep to the flight attendant.
"Attention passengers. Fassen your seatbelts."
Natalies POV
"Are you ready?" Cameron asked me. I looked at the big red door in front of me.
"No." I said shaking my head.
"Good, let's go." He said knocking on the door. I don't know why we knocked at my own house.
"Cameron. Why would you do th-" I was interrupted by the door opening. A tall lady with blonde hair with grey roots smiled at us.
"Natalie. Your home." She said. I'm guessing this is my mother. Duh. Who else would hug me and be at my house.
"Hey mom." I said hugging back and then pulling away.
"Well, come on in honey." She said. I pickle duo my bag and cameron grabbed the others.
"Mom this is my boyfriend Cameron." I said to her introducing Cam.
"Nice to meet you Cameron." My mom said shaking his hand. I put my things down next to the stairs and walked over to a tan colored couch. Cameron followed and sat down next to me.
"So..." Mom said sitting down on the love seat. "Tell me all about it."
I told her about the first events and all the fun we had.
"The next tour isn't for a few months so I'll be here for a while." I said at the end. I left out Caila being pregnant and Hailey getting captured.
"Sounds like a lot of fun." She said getting ready to stand up. Cameron nudged my arm. I looked at him and he gave me a warning look.
"Well, it was nice meeting you Ms. Wilson. But I really have to go." Cameron said standing up. My mom nodded.
"Oh. Call me Ann." She said. I stood up and hugged him.
"Tell her." He whispered in my ear. I kissed his lips and watched him walk out the door.
"Honey. I'm going to go start making lunch. Why don't you go unpack?" She said.
"Mom. I need to talk to you." I said. She looked at me with a worried look.
"Where's dad?" I asked.
"At work."
"I can't say this twice. Can we call him so I can tell you both together?" I asked. She nodded and grabbed the phone off of the end table.
She dialed and it rang twice.
"Hello." My dad said on speaker.
"Hi daddy." I said waving even though he couldn't see.
"How what's up sweetie?" He asked.
"Good but I called so I can tell you and mom something very important together." I said looking at my
Mom. She looked worried."Okay." Was all he said. I swallowed. I don't want them to hate me. Not want me. That's crazy, I'm their daughter. They won't hate me.
"So...while I was on tour, I had self harmed. A form called the choking game." I said. My mother gasped.
"It caused a blood clot in my brain and I had a stroke a few days later. The doctors took care of me very well in San Fransisco."
"Are you okay baby?" My dad asked me. I closed my eyes.
"Yes dad, but there is one small thing." I said looking at my mom. she was on the verge of crying.
"The doctors say that the chances of me remembering anything that happened before the stroke, are little to none. I'm not gonna remember mom and dad. Do you hate me?" I asked starting to cry.
"Natalie, why would we hate you?" My mom asked. I shook my head.
"We are happy you survived. Grateful." My dad said. I smiled slightly.
"So you won't remember anything?" My mom asked taking my hand. I shook my head.
"It'll be okay Natalie." She said, wrapping me into a hug. I started crying into her shoulder.
"It'll all be okay."
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