What The Heart Wants (Stereo Kicks/ James Graham)

Chapter 67

Sunday went by like usual. Rehearsal for the show, rehearsing our song for the sing-off, and then back home for a few hours. The boys and I were just putting in a movie when Caden called. "Hey Caden." I smiled. "Aria." He sobbed. "Caden? Caden what's wrong?" I asked frantically, motioning for the boys to be quiet. "It-it's mom." He stammered through his tears. "What about her? Is everything ok?" My heart was beating a million miles a minute. "No. Nothing's ok. She-" he was cut off by another sob. "Caden, what?!" I yelled. I was too worried to try and stay calm. What happened? Did she get out again? Did she get in some kind of accident or something? "She's dead." He choked out. The words he said registered in my head but I didn't believe them. It couldn't be true. "No. There has to be a mistake." I shook my head. The boys were looking at me with worried eyes. "There's no mistake! She's dead! She killed herself!" He yelled through his tears. "What?" I whispered. "This morning. She woke up and just slit her wrists out of nowhere. The doctors said the cuts were too deep and she lost too much blood. By the time she got to the hospital there was nothing they could do." He managed to calm down enough so I could understand him. By the time he was done telling me what happened there was a ringing noise in my head and it sounded like I was in an abandoned tunnel. I could hear Cadens muffled voice saying my name, and I could see the boys coming towards me. James grabbed my phone from my hand and ended up talking to Caden. I watched his facial expression change once he was told what happened. He looked at me with tears in his eyes. Not tears for my mom, but for me. He must have told the boys because they all looked at me with pain in their eyes. I still felt like I was in an abandoned tunnel hundreds of miles away. I was cold and shaking and didn't know what to do. I couldn't move. The next thing I know, James is carrying me to my room and setting me on my bed. "Aria, can you hear me?" He looked at me and placed his hand against my cheek, forcing me to look at him. The boys were all in a semi-circle behind him, looking at me with tears in their eyes. Instead of replying, I stood up, grabbed my jacket, and walked downstairs, ignoring the calls from behind me. When I walked outside, the brisk air caught me slightly off guard, but it didn't stop me. I began running. Running from everything. I didn't know where I was going until I got there. The clearing. The big field I came to when Claire showed up. The grass was wet, but I layed down anyway. After a few minutes of just staring and thinking, it all caught up to me. A sudden burst of sadness ripped through my body and I began crying uncontrollably. I had to sit up because I couldn't breath. I could feel my tears freezing to my cheeks and my face was numb, but I felt hot inside. I felt like I was going to explode. So, I did the only thing I could think of. I screamed. And then I screamed again, and again. It helped. It was irrational, but it helped with the pain. I had to force myself to get up and start the walk home. I wasn't crying anymore, so that's a plus. But my chest hurt. It must be a side effect from crying all the water from my body. When I finally reached the house, the sun was setting and I could barely move I was so cold. When I got upstairs, Tom was the first boy I seen. When he seen me, he just stared and frowned before walking towards me and giving me a hug. I burrowed my head into his neck, like a daughter does to her father when she's younger. He just held me closely until one of the bedroom doors opened and the boys tumbled out into the hallway. None of them said anything to me, instead they all took turns giving me a hug. While I was hugging the boys, I had to work on controlling my breathing and take deep breaths when I felt the tears threaten to escape. Even though none of them spoke to me, I could tell how sorry they were through the hugs beause they weren't typical hugs, they were their condolences and apologies and reassurances that they were here for me. After I was done being hugged, I leared my throat and said, "I uh, I'm gonna go lay down." I said softly. The boys nodded their heads. "I don't think I can perform tonight." I said even quieter. "I already called Louis. He wants you to rest." James said. I nodded my head once and walked passed them into my room. To my disappointment, Betsey-Blue and Parisa were both in the room. When I walked in, they looked at me with a look of...pity? I don't know, and I don't have the will power to try and figure it out. I took my shoes off and got in bed, making sure I was facing the wall. "We heard about your mom. We're sorry for your loss." Parisa said quietly. I was stunned for two reasons.  One, they were being nice to me, and two, they really do have hearts. "Thanks." I whispered before I fell asleep.

UNEDITED. IT'S KIND OF A DEPRESSING CHAPTER, BUT I HOPE YOU STILL LIKED IT. WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK THIS MEANS FOR ARIA AND CADEN? WILL ARIA BE FORCED TO MOVE BACK TO THE U.S.? WILL CADEN MOVE TO THE U.K.? COMMENT YOUR PREDICTIONS! :D