16. Chapter Sixteen
Back to Nash's POV!
I walked down the hall to find Cameron also leaving his class. I want to run over and ask what's going on. Where Carter was. I felt bad for ignoring him and telling him to go fuck himself. That I hated him and would never forgive him. I kept my distance as we walked into the office. "Cameron Dallas and Nash Grier?" A police officer asks. He looks like he's in his late forties, grey hairs poking out. His green eyes are filled with sorrow as he gives us a small smile.
"Hi sir, how can I help you?" I take a few steps forward, a step away from Cameron. He looks to me, I give him a small smile he doesn't return it as he looks back to the police officer.
"There's been an incident." He says taking his hat off. I feel my heart begin to race as it become harder to breathe. What's happened? They had to send an officer?! "At 12:30 PM, a call was made by Matthew Espinosa for his best friend Carter Reynolds and his girlfriend Skylar Green. Carter had hung himself from a ceiling fan and Skylar…she slit her wrists."
My heart stops and it feels as if it had fallen into the pit of my stomach. I feel the tears coming but I hold them back. "Are they alive?" I ask. "Mr. Reynolds is dead. Skylar lost a significant amount of blood. She's in the hospital in a coma. I'm going to need you boys to come with me." But I'm long gone. I run out of the school and I can hear footsteps behind me. I push the doors open and find myself outside.