Brawlers

College freshman Kyah Edwards is guaranteed to be popular when she enters university thanks to her brothers. Two of them are seniors & the 'it bad boys'. With her bestfriend Rayne by her side it will be a year to remember but not for all the right reasons.

Things happen & secrets outed, secrets that some people want off the radar. Mainly Kyah who has a huge secret that not even her brothers know about. When Kyah finds out one particular secret about her brother Harley it welcomes her to a world of alcohol, sex, violence - which she hates for a good reason - & of course more bad boys.

Welcome to college life.

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21. Secrets Out.

-Kyah's Pov-

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

I grunted hearing a repeated beeping noise. “Kyah? Baby?” My mom’s voice came into range. What the heck is my mom doing here? Where ever 'here' is.

 

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

 

I groaned. My head hurt like a bitch and my body didn’t feel much better. I slowly blinked my eyes open, it took a few seconds for them to adjust to the light. But when they did my mom was by my side with tears on her cheeks. I frowned, I hated seeing people I love crying. “Mom?” I said groggily and a fresh load of tears leaked from her eyes until she was full on sobbing. “Whoa mom, what’s wrong?” I asked, my voice sounded very raspy so my mom helped me sit up and got me some water.

 

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

 

“I was never disappointed in you sweetie, I’m so sorry for what I said. I was stressed with the new line and-” She burst out crying again. I put my arms around her, which was hard to do because I had wires hanging out of me left, right and centre. “It’s okay. I forgive you. I’m sorry for getting into a fight.” I said and she clung to me like I was dying. “Why are you here? You shouldn’t have came here just because of a silly black out.” I smiled lightly. I’ve had a few black outs before but this is the first time I ever ended up in the hospital because of one.

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

 

“Hon.” She took a breath to calm herself. “You’ve been here for sixteen days. You were in a coma and they didn’t know when you were going to wake up because they didn’t know what put you into the coma in first place.” She said and kissed my cheeks. A coma? What the hell! “Daddy and I were so scared.” She cried and I hugged her tightly. “Sixteen days?” I managed to gasp out. That can’t be right, I literally feel like I was in the school cafeteria ten minutes ago.

 

 

 

 

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“I’ll call your father and brothers, they’ve hardly left this place neither has your boyfriend or the girls.” She said taking out her phone. I only nodded at her, I was still trying to get my head around the whole ‘in a coma for sixteen days’ thing. “Andrew.” Mom cried into the phone to my dad. “She’s awake.” She cried again.  I frowned, she looked so relieved that I was okay, it literally had her in tears. “Okay hon. Hurry.” She said then pulled her phone away from her ear and pressed more buttons.

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

“Harley, sweetheart.“ She said right away. I smiled, he answered on the first ring. “She’s awake.” Mom cried again. “I’m sure.” She said and wiped her face. “Because she is sitting up talking to me that’s how I know.” She chuckled and I laughed slightly. My mom smiled and cried at the same time when she seen me smile. “Shhh.” I purred and put my arms around her consoling her.
“Okay, hurry.” She said then hung up. We hugged for literally five minutes when she pulled away and sat on a chair close to my bed. She held onto my hand and watched me lay back on to the bed.

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

 

 

“Do you remember anything?” Mom asked and I shook my head.
"I didn’t even dream of anything, it only feels like I blacked out in the cafeteria a few minutes ago.” I answered and nodded rubbing her thumb over my hand. Ten minutes later the door to my hospital room flung open and in came my knights shinning armor. “Hey.” I smiled when I seen them. Dante was the first to me. He cried, legit tears. I couldn’t believe he was crying, he never cries. I put my arms around him and hushed him. “I’m fine you big bear, suck it up.” I teased. He laughed but clung to me harder.

 

 

 

 

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When he pulled away I wiped his face so no one seen he was crying. Harley was next over to me and he held onto me for ages. “I love you so much, you scared the hell out of me little sister.” he said into my hair and I smiled. “Sorry.” I smiled innocently and he chuckled hugging me harder. When Jackson came over to me I seen he was a hair away from crying. “Did you miss me annoying you?” I smiled lightly. That did it for him. Tears escaped his eyes as he embraced me into a hug. I snuggled my head into his neck and I put my arms around his back.

 

 

 

 

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“Christ, I’ve never been this scared before. I thought we lost yo-” He couldn’t finish his sentence he just hugged me tighter. When he released me I wiped his face like I did Dante’s. I spotted my friends then. “Hola.” I awkwardly waved. Rayne cried like the waterfall while Baila hugged the life out me - no pun intended. “It was so scary Kyah when you wouldn’t wake up.” Rayne said as she hugged me. “I’m sorry.” I frowned. I didn’t know what else I could say.

 

 

 

 

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My dad was next in the room and I smiled. “Sup, old man?” I grinned. He too cried. Harley didn’t cry when he hugged me but I did caught him wipe his eyes. I frowned. All the men in my life are crying right now. “God baby, I’m so happy you’re awake. I was terrified.” Dad said as he squeezed me. “I’m fine, just a headache.” I said when he released me. I looked around the room. “Where is Justin?” I asked. “I’m here.” he said appearing in the doorway. I smiled. “I can’t hug you from all the way over there can I, Bieber?” I asked with a smile.

 

 

 

 

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I could seen his lip curve a little as he walked over to me. “We will be right outside.” My mom said and ushered everyone outside. Harley tried to protest and I laughed, glad to see he hasn’t changed. “Are you going to hug and kiss me or just stand there looking at me?” I asked with a grin. Justin kneeled before me and pulled me into him. He kissed my neck, my face, my hair. Any skin on show he tried to kiss.

 

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

 

I giggled and looked at him, he to was crying. “All my boys are crying on me, so much for bad-asses.” I smirked and Justin laughed while wiping he eyes and cheeks. “Don’t cry you big bear, I’m okay.” I assured him. He rested his forehead to mine and closed his eyes. “I love you.” He said and I swallowed a lump that formed in my throat. “God Kitten, I’ve never been so scare about anything in my entire life. When they told us you where in some sort of coma It felt like some stabbed me in the chest. I swear baby, I thought you where going to die.” He hung his head and wrapped his arms around my waist.

 

 

 

 

Beep, beep, beep, beep.

 

 

 

 

“I love you too.” I whispered. He slowly looked up. “You do?” He asked. I nodded. “I’ve loved you for awhile now I just never realized I was in love with you. You’re my BFB, my boyfriend, my everything.” I said saying the same thing he said to me but change some words around. He leaned forward and kissed me. “I’m so sorry.” He whispered. I frowned. “For what?” I asked. “You took the attack because I hit that prick Jake. I’m the reason you where in the coma and are still in this bed.” He said and looked down ahead.

 

 

 

 

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I laughed and he looked up. “It’s not your fault. I felt the flushes build up as Jake shouted at me. Everyone’s eyes on me made me nervous and I was upset when he called me a slut, I was already having trouble breathing before you came over. You just happened to hit him at the time I needed to go outside for air, that’s all.” I shrugged. He closed his eyes. “I thought I did this to you.” he said and I kissed his head. “You didn’t do this Justin, those men that kidnapped me did.” I shrugged again. They triggered it. A knock on the door got both our attention, a doctor and his team made there was into the room. Justin stood and took hold of my hand. My family and the girls came into the room as well when the doctors did.

 

 

 

 

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“Glad to see you awake, Miss Edwards.” The main doctor said. “Good to be awake.” I smiled and his team chuckled. Yay, go me making doctors laugh. “I am Doctor Chance and this is my team.” He gestured to the younger doctor beside him. They nodded at me and I smiled at them. “Not to be rude but can you stop the beeping its starting to annoy me, like a lot.” I said and he nodded and turned the volume down on the machine next to me. Thank God for that. “Nice long sleep you’ve taking on us Miss Edwards.” Doctor Chance grinned. “My brothers did always say I was the lazy one in the family.” I shrugged and everyone laughed this time. I wasn’t particularly trying to be funny but I would rather laughter than tears. I rubbed my head and the doctor frowned. “Headache?” He asked. “Yes, a killer one.” I said and he took note of it. “What exactly can you remember from the time you fainted?” He asked. I told them about the flushes and heavy breathing I got when Jake yelled at me and how I felt like I couldn’t breathe and had to run outside. I then told him about the flashing light, the pain in my chest, the numbness is my legs. The heat in my face and neck then about barley hearing Dante speak. “It is normal you would hear and seen him in recent attacks?” He asked. “Yup, I can never hear anyone else but his voice. It’s a twin thing I guess, like he is part of me or something.” I shrugged. “I understand.” He flipped through my chart and frowned. “They started when she was seven?” He asked my mom and dad and they nodded. My dad filled him in on the kidnapping and the doctors team looked upon me with pity. “Panic attacks can be very serve once triggered by a traumatic incident, what happened in the cafeteria that made you feel venerable?” A small Chinese woman asked from beside the Doctor Chance. She didn’t have a white coat on, she was in a skirt suit. She was a shrink, I’ve seen enough of them over the years to know what they look like. “This is Doctor Lee, the hospital therapist.” Doctor Chance said. I knew that already, I thought. My brothers and my parents looked at me, they know I don’t like shrinks. I just stared at her just for a minute then close my eyes thinking back to the day in the cafeteria. I knew the drill, visualize my surrounding’s that certain day to pin point what triggered it. Anything can trigger it but usual it a certain thing that does the trick.

 

 

 

 

 

 


“His yelling is making me nervous.” I said and when she did talk with me I grunted. “She’s visualizing, ask her your questions now lady.” Dante said a little harshly. “Look past the yelling, what makes you feel trapped and in need of a get away?” She asked me. I squeezed Justin hand. “He grabbed my wrist and yanked me toward him.” I said and squeeze my eyes then opened them. “In the warehouse they would pull me up my hands, wrist or arms when I couldn’t hold myself up on my feet any more.” I said looking at my bed sheet. I told one or two shrinks of this but never my family. They figured not talking about it was best for me and I agree it is. I hate thinking about it. “That’s how he broke my left arm, he tied my feet to the chair I sat on. Then when he pulled me forward my arm popped when my body didn’t follow.” I shrugged. I heard my mom’s whimper and Justin reassuring squeeze. “Do you think of the men when you feel trapped?” She pressed. I shook my head. “Nope, luckily I can’t even remember what they even look like because I was out cold for most of the day and a half they had me for. It’s just violence really. When I was younger I would get really upset if I seen a fight. It would be worse if I seen my brothers fighting, even mess fight with one another I would panic thinking they where getting hurt.” I shrugged. Justin squeezed my hand again letting me know he was still there.

 

 

 

 

 

“It’s actually been okay the last couple of weeks, I’ve seen a few fights… on err, campus and they didn’t bother me much. I mean sure I would get a little flushed and jumpy but I wouldn’t have an attack. I don’t know why this attack put me in a coma, I didn’t realize an attack could do that.” I finished and looked up at Doctor Chance. “Well, from your history with the attacks and the trauma you suffered when you where younger it would be safe to say you have Panic Disorder.” He explained. FUUUCKKKK!!! I screamed inside my head “Panic Disorder?” I repeated pretending I didn’t know what he was talking about and he nodded. “Yes, Panic Disorder is an anxiety disorder characterized by recurring server panic attacks.” He explained. “Is there treatment for it?” Mom asked him. “Have you ever heard of Connective behavioral therapy?” He then asked me. I laughed which took the Doctor’s by surprise. “Yes, I have and I’m not doing that crap again. I did that for two years talking about my feeling's and emotions to some quack who God only knows got into his field of work. The man was a complete moron.” I stated. “I told him everything, I remember from that day from being taken to seeing my family again. I talked about every little detail, did the meditation and breathing exercise nothing worked because as you can tell I’m still having the attacks.” I heard Dante and Harley snicker and the girls giggled a little. I frowned.

 

 

 

 

 

“I’m really not trying to be rude but I can’t stand shrink, no offense.” I said to the lady and she smiled. “Non taken.” She replied and I nodded. “What else did you discuss because I haven’t got those records, I will have to call in for them, they would be confidential to us until we get permission.” Doctor Chance said and I nodded. Fuck, I’m screwed. “I’m co morbid.” I sighed and Doctor Chance raised his eyebrows. “What’s that mean?” My mom asked. “She has more than one disorder.” Jackson answered for the Doctor who smiled at him. “In practice?” He asked Jackson. “In my final year at the university before I go to Harvard med.” Jackson answered him. “What else Kyah.” Doctor Chance then looked to me God, talk about revealing secrets. I sighed again. “We discussed me possibly being clinically depressed.” I looked at my sheet again. “Kyah Jade Edwards. Why didn’t you ever tell us this?” Dad asked me and I shrugged. “I wasn’t depressed, I’m not depressed. Well, not really.” I shouted even though there was no need to. “I googled the term and I do not have any of the symptoms except for the low mood and sometimes bad behavior but Harley said I was always a pain who woke up on the wrong side of the bed so that answers that mystery.” I grinned and Harley laughed but then covered his mouth with his hand. “Okay.” Doctor Chance. ”What else?” He asked. I chewed my lip thinking what else.

 

 

 

 

 

“Oh yeah.” I said. “We discussed personality disorders too and alcohol abuse.” I shrugged, My parents and brothers cringed. “Well, they are all what we looked into when some has a panic disorder, your Doctor knew of this and never mentioned it to you?” He asked me and I looked down and fiddled with my fingers. What can I say to avoid this conversation? I thought. I’ve gotten away with it long enough maybe its time just to admit it. “Don’t lie, I can see your fingers going.” Jackson pointed out and I grunted. “Okay, maybe he mentioned it a few times, I just didn’t say anything because I wanted to stop taking my meds when I was getting better.” I exclaimed and lay back on my bed. Dad’s eye twitched, he was pissed. My brother’s looked hurt and betrayed and my mom well she just cried. “Kyah did he ever make a diagnostic of another disorder or disorders you had? You can tell us now Kyah we need this information.” I looked down and willed myself not to cry. I bit my lip there was no way of getting around this any more. “You will judge me.” I cried. “We won’t, Kyah.” My brothers said in unison. ”You will, you will think I’m a freak and Justin will break up with me and-” “Whoa there, I’m not going anywhere Kitten.” He assured me. I took a big breathe. “He made a DSM because of my recurrent attacks, the worry about the attacks, my behavior changes and low moods and mood swings.” I frowned.

 

 

 

 

 

“I always blamed the mood swings on my period and say I was PMSing but I knew it wasn’t because of them.” I mumbled. “He… he placed me on the multi - axial system on the axis 1.” I covered my eyes not being able to look at my family when I said this. “Which disorder beside the anxiety disorder?” Doctor chance asked. I knew he figured it out he just wanted me to say it. I frowned “Bipolar disorder, the anxiety is just a side affect of the bipolar.” I murmured and he nodded taking notes even though I’m sure he knew the symptoms with him being a psychiatrist and all that. I looked to my brothers then back down. “He said I’m Bipolar.” I murmured again this time louder. Well, that’s my secret.

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