Rotten Apple (completed) 18+

Part 20

**Perth's POV**
 
I was left staring at the wall wallowing in my own guilt.
 
The one thing that I have always regreted has come back to haunt me in the worst way possible.

Why did he have to be Kaownah's brother?
 
Why him…
 
Turning around to see Mew also struggling with everything that just happened he walks up to me and pulls me into his chest.

I hug him back with everything in me.
 
Perth: Whispering. "What are we going to do Mew? There never going to forgive us…"
 
Mew: He pats my back trying to calm me down. "Well… I can only see two options… One, we can wallow in our guilt and cut ties with them like they told us too, change schools and try to move on from this nightmare. Or Two we can pull ourselves together right now and chose to fight for what we obviously want most. You will need to push away your guilt and go after that man that just walked out of here in pain." He steps away from me and sighs. "I know which one I'm going to choose, but now the real question is… Which one will you choose?"
 
I knew the answer to that question but I was so scared of the consequences…
 
This is going to take a lot of strength and I'm not sure how much I have left in me.
 
Perth: I run my hand through my hair out of frustration. "I'm scared Mew…"
 
Mew: He goes over to my desk, picks up one of my jackets and throws it at me. "I know Perth, but we can't give up. It might be the easier option but it's not the right one… Go after him before you lose him for good."
 
He's right, I need to get my shit together.
 
It is not the time to feel sorry for myself.
 
I pull my jacket on and grab a pair of shoes from the corner, right before I walk out the room I turn around and point toward the hallway.
 
Perth: "I'm going to head out now, you should go after Gulf. I wish you luck. Bye."
 
Waving my hand at him, I disappear around the corner and head for the front door.
 
The maid stops me before I could open the door.
 
Maid: "Sir, its late, I don’t think it would be a good idea to leave the house right now."
 
Perth: I walk up to her, not wanting to deal with her bullshit at the moment. "Get out of my way before I make you."
 
Maid: She flinches back a step but holds her ground. "I really don’t think it would be a good idea to leave. You have class tomorrow. Just let him go." She touches my arm and starts to smile. "You two being together isn't okay, it's just not normal. You should find someone else to make your dad proud."
 
Perth: Feeling my anger starting to boil again, I push her hand off my arm and forcefully push her out of the way. "First of all, I couldn’t care less about having class tomorrow. Kaownah is more important than any class any day." Then I walk up to her until she's pushed up against the wall and I'm only a few inches away from her. "Second of all, Kaownah is and always will be the only one for me, there is absolutely nothing wrong with us being together. I love him." Then I lean in right next to her ear and grin. "Oh and one last thing, I will never be with you. I don’t give a shit what my father thinks and I know that he has asked me to marry you once Im of age but it will never happen. You are a nosey bitch that finds joy in others suffering. So get out of my way."
 
With that, I pull open the door and walk out feeling proud of myself for the first time since this whole mess started but as soon as my eyes adjusted to the lighting outside I see Kaownah passed out on the floor.
 
What the fuck happened?
 
I rush over to him and drop the floor pulling him into my lap.
 
Perth: I shake him and try to tap his face to see if hed wake up. "Kaownah?.. Kaownah can you hear me?" I continue to shake him without a response. "Come on Kaownah please wake up."
 
But no matter how much I shouted or shook him, he wouldn’t budge…
 
So I pull out my phone and call 911, the phone continued to ring and I was starting to lose patience.
 
How long does it take them to pick up the fucking phone…
 
911: "Hello how can I help you?"
 
Perth: Still feeling very panicked. "Hello, my boyfriend passed out in my driveway and he's not waking up…"
 
911: "Sir, can you tell me what happened and how long it's been?"
 
This is bullshit.
 
Perth: losing my patience. "I don’t know what happened, he was on the floor when I came out a few minutes ago. It could have been around 5 to 10 minutes now."
 
911: "okay sir, can you tell me where you are, I'll send an ambulance as soon as I can."
 
I tell the operator the address and then set down my phone, going back to trying to make sure he's okay. As far as I can tell he's still breathing. That’s a good sign.
 
After some time the ambulance shows up and I get in and sit next to Kaownah who was strapped to a stretcher. The car ride felt like hours and all I could do was grip my fingers in my hair as I stare at the floor feeling like my world was shattering into a billion pieces.
 
Arriving at the hospital was a blur and soon I was sitting in a waiting room feeling really impatient for the results of Kaownah's tests.