Welcome To My Life
Chapter 12
(Jeydon's POV)

"Are you serious?" Nick asks me, when I poured my heart out to him and the guys the next day.
I nodded, wiping my wet eyes. I wasn't able to choke anything back, or make it stop. "Yeah....and they said that Meghan....could keep them together....sh-she needs to! They just can't!"
I ran my damp fingers in my hair, and I felt Dakota's hand pat my back. "Look, Jey-"
"She has to! I know it will!" I shouted.
I felt Nick's cold stare come to me. I knew he had something to say, and no surprise, he did.
"That's just using her." he snapped.
I looked up. My eyes filled with tears were now filled with anger.
"I mean, is that the whole reason you even got her?" I thought he'd laugh, but he looked at me, so serious it actually hurt. "Dude, I mean...I bet you're pretending to like her too! You want her to feel welcome to you, just so she can save your family. That's actually more selfish than you think."

What he said to me hurt, but I wasn't sure why. I knew it wasn't true. But it was just the fact he had the nerve to say something like that to me, is just what made it hurt.
I stood up, and said, "None of that is true. Nick, I do have feelings for her. And that's one of the reasons she's staying."
"Is the other reason that she could keep your parents together?"
I stood there silently.
"Yeah, come on. Admit it. I mean, you're saying to someone who lost their parents already. I know what the feelings are like."
I knew Nick's parents were divorced. I remember how he told us he would do anything to get them back, and if he knew before, he would've done anything to keep them together. That's probably what he thinks I'm thinking, but what he thinks I'm doing about it is hurtful and selfish.

I sat myself back down, while Dakota and Anthony just watched in shock.
"You might as well tell her...instead of having her learn later and get hurt even more." Nick's voice sounded angry, and just so sure of what he was saying.
I tried to swallow the lump in my throat, and I just couldn't bear to even look at him now.

(Meghan's POV)

Later that day, when I thought the entire band left, I found Nick at the door around six. "What's up?" I asked him.
He looked at me, guilty. I could tell by the look in his eyes, he had something to tell me, and it was something that would be hard to tell. "Mind if we take a walk?" he asks.
I felt the fear in my heart begin, but there was something else that I felt too. Nick had his hand out to mine, and with complete surprise and faith, I took it.

We walked all the way up the street, and down a trail that the guys knew.
"How come you're taking me here?" I asked.
Nick sighed, and put his hands in the pockets of his dark jeans. "I wanted to talk to you....without anyone getting in the way."
I nodded, and sat down on a big rock. "What do you need to tell me?" I asked.
He looked down at his sneakers, and said, "It's about Jeydon."
I blushed at his name, but still looked at him with concern. "What about him?"
He swallowed, and then looked up at me. "Meghan....he's using you."
My mind went fuzzy, and I looked at him puzzled. "What?"
"He's using you." Nick repeated.

I stood up. "You're lying." I snapped in defense.
Nick was frowning, and took one step closer to me. "I really wish I was." His pale blue eyes were locked with mine, and he tried to touch my face, but I backed away. "Meghan...he said that the only reason you were there was because...his parents are getting divorced. He overheard them say that maybe a second child...like the daughter they wanted....could help."
I actually felt my heart break, and I fell back down on the rock. "Nick....y-you're lying. I know it."
"No, I'm not."
"He told me how much of a liar you are!" I snapped, holding the tears back.
"Apparently you have no clue how much of a liar he is." Nick said, sitting next to me. "He just told me that he's keeping you here and getting closer because he thinks you can keep everything held together. That's the only reason they have you. I'm only telling you this because I care more than he does."
"Stop! Nick please stop!" I said, sobbing now.

He just sat next to me silently, and looked into my eyes. "I only want you to know that I would never hurt you like he is."
"Why should I believe you?" I snapped.
"He told me himself. I wouldn't lie to you."
I wanted to push him away and run up that trail. I wanted to run somewhere so far, I could just be alone. Like I've always been.
"I knew I shouldn't have gotten close..." I whispered. My hands shook, and I could feel my heart drain to that empty feeling I've felt for six years.
But Nick slipped his fingers around mine, and he said, "I think there's only one person you can really trust."
I looked up at him, and he was closer to me. He held the gaze in my eyes, and I felt like I was watching a better future already.
In the shock and heat of the moment, Nick pressed his lips to mine. Our hands stayed held, and it felt so gentle and hypnotizing. When he let me go, I wanted to kiss him again, but instead, I whispered, "I think that only person is you."

Nick didn't smile. He just helps me up, and says, "I promise you...I'm helping you with this. I'm not letting him treat you like this."
I took that offer, because this was going to be the last family to ever treat me this way ever again.