Chapter 39: Nash?

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After Dylan dropped me off home, I only saw only Nash's car in the driveway. I walked inside slowly and shut the door. "Nash?!", I yelled throughout the house. No answer. I groaned and threw my bag in the couch and went upstairs. As I walked past the bathroom to my room I saw the light on. I walked backwards. "Nash?" I went to the door of the bathroom.

"Nash?"

I heard soft crying in there. I opened the door. "Nash if this some joke-", I started then looked at him on the ground. His wrist were dripping blood and he had a small blade in his hand. "There was so much hate", he said crying. "No no no", I said quickly and got a towel from underneath the sink and cleaned the blood off of his wrist as tears dripped from my eyes. As I took a wet cloth and cleaned his arm I looked at him. "Why did you do this Nash?"

"You know how I've been receiving hate?", he said still crying. "Nash this whole family receives hate, even our dog Jax recieves hate", I said. "I got thirty death threats in the mail today", he said and I looked him in the eye. "How did they get our address?!" He shook his head lightly. "How long have you been getting these?", I asked. "A week", he said with his eyes that now lost the blue color. "Nash you have to stop doing this", I said and helped him up.

He looked at me and whipped some tears off his face. "I'm serious and if any more threats come tell me or Cameron", I said and walked out the bathroom. "Wait Isabelle", he stopped me. "Don't tell Cameron", he said and I huffed. He knew I hated keeping things from Cameron. "Please", he begged. "Okay", I said and I hugged him tight. "Hey guys I'm home!", I heard Cameron yell downstairs. "Coming!", I yelled and took a second look at Nash.

"Your eyes are still red fix that up and wear something to cover your arms", I whispered and he went to his room. I went downstairs and Cameron was putting groceries up. "Hey can you grab some stuff?" "Oh sure", I replied and started taking stuff out the bags and putting it in the fridge. I wonder why he hasn't asked about what Hayes told him. "Hey are okay? You look a little zoned out", Cameron asked and I looked at him. "Oh no just tired anyways I need to talk to you", I said and he put the last thing in the fridge.

"Yeah what's up?", he said and went in the family room. "Has Hayes talked to you?", I asked. "What? No", he said confused and went on his phone. That's strange I thought Dylan and Jim told him that- wait. Then I thought again. "Makes perfect sense", I grumbled and went upstairs to my phone.

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Ooh what just happened there? Good thing Izzy came to Nash's rescue.

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