Hurricane :: L.H

Chapter 4

A/N: Luke and the band will be here soon! Btw it's November 30.
*Not Edited, sorry!*

meow...
yolo...
stay safe, my love...

*Ocean's P.O.V*

Ashton opened the door. Great. I thought. "Hi Ashy" I mumbled, not knowing what to say.
There was an awkward silence present so I introduced Dyl and Ash.

"Ashton this is Dylan, my best friend." I put extra emphasis on ''best' and friend' "Dylan, this is my brother Ashton."

Dylan smiled and stuck out his hand for Ashton to shake.

"Hi Ashton!" Dylan perked up with a huge smile.

"Hello..."

More awkward silence. Great.

I awkwardly coughed. "Ash..."

I did a hand movement, motioning for him to move.

"Right" Ash coughed awkwardly too.

"AWKWARD TURTLES!!!!!" I shouted and dropped my crutches, dragging my foot across the dark, hardwood floor.

"Dyl help me!!! I'm hungry!" I pouted.

Times like this I can be awkward.

Especially with a bright pink cast covering my foot, ankle, and some leg.

Dumb pink cast.

"Asht! Dyl!" I shouted.

They walked in with smiles on their faces.

"Food...?" I asked hopefully. Dyl chuckled and picked me up bridle style. "Put me down im heavy!" I screeched.

They stared at me in shock.

I made a huge mistake.

"Ocean Hunter Irwin" Ashton scolded. "You are no where near heavy!"

Then a tear streamed down my face.

"I am. How do you think I got this cast? Why do you think I come home from school and run upstairs. Ashton, I've been bullied for the longest time ever. I'm depressed. I cut. There are so many things wrong with me! I'm insecure, I've tried to commit! When I walk down those school hallways I can hear everyone whisper things like 'she should kill herself' 'she needs to lay off the food' 'I bet she lives in a cardboard box' 'I wonder where she got those clothes' and the regular 'bitch' 'whore' 'fatty' 'ugly' 'hippo' and so many more. I cut at least seven times a day. I'm so done with them." I was sobbing at this point and everyone is too.

"They make fun of how I'm adopted. It's not my fault my parents abused me then got thrown in jail. It's not my fault he took something I can never get back. It's not my fault I was born this ugly." I took a breath before saying,

"And I'm starting to believe they are true. I mean, I knew they are true but I can't handle them anymore! I wear sweaters for a reason!"

And we kept crying until they calmed me down.

Ashton and Dylan helped me into a chair, Dylan leaning my crutches on the table.

"We will talk about this later. My band are coming over tonight, they are staying for two days." Ashton said.

"Dyl can you stay?" I asked with red, puffy, tear-filled, hopeful eyes.

"Sure. As long as it's okay with everyone, and I'll call my mom." He said making me smile.

"Great! Now can we get food? I'm hungry!" I whined, making them chuckle.

It was settled then.

I'm meeting the band tomorrow, and Dyl and me are going to be closer than ever before.

This marked a day I would never forget.

Just remember that.

A/N: Here you go! I have some exiting things planned! I hope you enjoyed it! I will try and update once a day, if not I'll post however many chapters I missed in one day... If that makes sense. I'll update whenever I can too! Have a good day/night! I'm going to start QOTD's too!

QOTD: Do you have any siblings?

Bye!