Nick's POV

It was hard having to say goodbye to Isla at the hospital, but Hayden and I needed to get home to talk to Beth. We also needed to start packing so that we can move in with Isla. I can't believe we are going to be moving in with Isla. Before we left the hospital, we had spoken to Isla's doctor. Depending on her test results, she will either be released tomorrow or Thursday. Isla gave us her house key before we left the hospital so that we could start moving our stuff into her house. She had told us we can choose out of the guest rooms on which ones we wanted.

"At least Beth should be happy that we found a place. I still can't believe that Isla is letting us live with her." I tell Hayden as we pull into the driveway at our foster home.

"I'm not surprised. Isla and I had a long talk after she woke up and there are some surprising things about her. "Hayden says.

"Like what?"

"I think she should tell you, but believe me when I say, she deserves nothing but the best." I nod my head in agreement. Of course, Isla deserves the best. Who else would be so kind and helpful?

We walk up to our foster home and Beth opens the front door before we can unlock it. She has tears streaming down her face. I forgot while me and Hayden have been smiling since we do have a place to live, Beth was still in the dark about it. She was still thinking that we were going to be homeless.

She hugs us both. "Oh boys, I'm so sorry. Come on let's sit and talk about what we need to do for the two of you in the kitchen."

We walk into the kitchen and Beth takes a seat next to Lucas. "What is he doing here?" I growl.

"Nick, he is concerned for the two of y'all. I know your friendship is kind of rocky at the moment, but you can't just throw it all down the drain."

I laugh humorlessly. "Friendship? There's no friendship anymore." I look at Lucas and I see the pain that my words have caused him, but I don't care he deserves it. He should see the pain that his words and actions cause Isla.

"Please." Beth pleads. "Can he stay?"

I glare at Lucas, but for Beth sake I say, "Fine, but I don't want him to say a single word during this conversation."

"Boys I have gathered some money up for the two of you and I have a friend that you can stay with for a couple of ..."

"Beth," Hayden interrupts. "We already found a place. You can keep your money and use it for the other children. Nick and I are going to be fine."

Lucas and Beth both look at us in surprise. "What? Where did y'all find a place so quickly?"

I smirk at Lucas knowing that what I'm about to say is going to bother him, but I don't care he deserves it. "With Isla."

"What?" Lucas growls, clenching his fists.

Hayden, being the wise one, decided to speak before Lucas, and I start fighting. "Isla kind of overheard my conversation with you, Beth, over the phone and offered to stay with her. I tried declining it at first, but she insisted that it would be beneficial for her as much as it would be for us."

"Are you sure she's okay with this?" Beth asks. "My friend said the two of us can stay with her for a while."

"Yes, Beth. I'm sure. With everything that has been going on with Isla, she said that she has become lonely and depressed. She said she needs us there as much as we need a place to stay." Hayden sighs. "She's doing this all by herself. Isla is strong, but she can't be expected to carry the weight of the world alone. Nick and I would be a big help to her."

Beth smiles and gives Hayden and I both a kiss on the forehead. "Be good to her, boys. I'm proud of the two of you for sticking by her side in her time of need. I guess the two of you should start packing up." We both hug Beth and head off to our rooms.

Before making my way upstairs I overhear Beth talking to Lucas. It sounds like Lucas is crying.

"Lucas, give them time. I'm sure they will eventually come around." That's what she thinks. I will never forgive him for what he has done.

"No, they won't Beth." Lucas cries. "With them moving out, there is no need for them to talk to me. At least with all of us under the same roof they had to interact with me every now and then. I lost my two best friends and the girl I am in love with. My dad was right. I'm a screw up. I finally had people who cared about me, and I pushed them all away."

"They're upset and they have every right to be upset with you Lucas." Beth says sternly. "But give them time. They are hurting over your actions and words. Plus, with Isla ending up in the hospital and them having to leave here, their world has been turned upside down. Give them some time to cool down and get settled with their new living arrangements. I'm sure they'll come around. You're not going to be able to gain their trust immediately, but if you work at it you may be able to gain it back and that includes Isla's too."

Lucas groans. "I should be moving with them. The three of us always said we would go together. Now they're leaving me behind, and the worst part of it is they're moving in with my girl."

Beth sighs. "Lucas, your actions have consequences and Isla is not your girl yet. You have a lot of work to do before that will happen, but I have faith in you. Just don't do anything rash."

"I guess. I'm going to go for a drive for a little bit." Lucas says as he picks his keys up and walks out the front door with tears raining down his face.

Lucas' POV

I drove and drove until I ended up at a park that Isla and I used to play at when we were little. The park has gone downhill since I was last here. I got out of my car and walked over to the swing sets. Isla always loved when I would push her. Her beautiful dark brown hair would blow in the wind. Even as a small child I knew I wanted to spend my entire life with her. I always told her I would protect her. Sadly, most of the time she was somehow protecting me. It doesn't surprise me for one moment that Isla would offer for Hayden and Nick to live with her. I'm happy for them, but I should be moving in with her too. I should be the one keeping her from feeling lonely. I should be the one helping her when she feels depressed. But no, I am the one that hurt her.

After throwing myself a pity party at the park, I head home to get a few hours of sleep before I go to see Isla at the hospital. Or should I say I tried to sleep. Everything from the day that I kissed Chelsea kept replaying in my mind. I feel sick. I want to say that I never meant to hurt Isla, but yes, I did. I thought Isla was trying to hurt me, and I wanted her to feel the same pain. I kissed Chelsea, because I knew it would hurt Isla. I of all people should have known better. Isla wouldn't hurt a fly. Hell... She would probably still help Chelsea if she needed help because that is the type of person that Isla is. Endless thoughts continue in my head until I finally fall asleep.

I wake up around eight in the morning to my alarm blaring. I had set it late, so I didn't have to worry about running into Nick or Hayden. Beth was supposed to tell them that I wasn't going to school because I am ill.

I get up and walk into the restroom. I look in the mirror. I look like someone ran me over with a bus and then decided to back up and run me over again. I take a quick shower and throw on some black jeans and a blue shirt. I hurry downstairs and out to my car without grabbing anything for breakfast. The only thing on my mind is Isla. I need to see Isla and explain everything to her.

I pull into the familiar hospital with memories of my mom flooding my head. A tear slips down my face as I remember the day my mom was diagnosed with stage 2 cancer here. Pushing past my memories I make my way inside and push the up button for the elevator. Isla is on the fourth-floor room 422.

The numbers 422 stands out boldly on her hospital room door. I gather up all of the courage I can muster and knock on her door.

After what feels like a lifetime, but in reality, was only about ten seconds I heard the voice of an angel. "Come in." Her voice is sweet like honey to my ears.

Slowly I open her door and take a step in her room. "Hi, Isla." I whisper barely loud enough for her to hear.

"Lucas, I wasn't expecting you." She says softly while looking down at her hands and playing with her fingers.

Worried that she thinks I didn't want to see her I say, "I tried but..."

"I know, Lucas." She looks at me. "Hayden told me. He said you came up here twice and you wanted to come more, but Nick wouldn't allow you."

"I-I should have tried harder to come and visit you." I say as I pull a chair up next to her bed.

Her eyes start to water as she looks me in the eye. I want to look away because I can see all of the pain that I had caused her, but I don't turn away. I search her eyes for other emotions. I am hoping to find love, but I expect to find anger and hate. To my surprise her eyes don't hold hate or anger towards me, but instead another emotion that I am all too familiar with...disappointment. "Why Lucas?" She says her voice breaks.

Still looking her in the eyes I say, "First answer my question honestly, and then I will answer yours." She nods her head. "Did you end up in the hospital because you did something to harm yourself?"

She shakes her head. "No. At least not intentionally. I hadn't been eating properly. I just wasn't hungry due to everything going on. Had I known I was hurting myself I would have forced myself to eat."

I let out a breath I didn't realize I was holding. "Thank God! I was so worried that you had hurt yourself."

"It's your turn to answer my question, Lucas? Why? Why did you do it?"

I gulp. "Let me start off by saying I'm sorry and please let me explain."

"Lucas!" She whispers shouts with tears building up in her eyes. "Why? I want you to explain to me why you would do that. I thought you cared for me."

I lowered my head unable to look at her. " I do care for you. More than you will ever know, but that day I wanted to hurt you, Isla" I whisper. I watch as the tear falls down her face. Each one of her tears is just another crack in her heart that I caused, and it breaks my heart too.

"But why Lucas? Why did you want to hurt me? How can you say you care for me, but hurt me like that? Give me a reason, Lucas." She cries. She really isn't like other people. Other people would have kicked me out not waiting for an explanation. Her...she wants the explanation. When we were little, she told me that even when someone hurts her, she wants to know why, because maybe there is a misunderstanding. She has always tried to find the good in people.

"Because I'm screwed up and I always have been. I thought you were trying to hurt me, so I wanted to hurt you in return. I didn't mean it, Isla. I was just angry, hurt and confused. I know that you wouldn't hurt me. I am just so used to people hurting me, but you, you have never hurt me. You were the only one that was there for me when I screwed up. You have always stayed by my side every time I screwed up. You never gave up on me and then I turn around and just give up on you."

"What?" She says confused "Lucas, we've only been friends for a few weeks. You've known Nick and Lucas far longer than me."

"No, Isla." I say with tears streaming down my face "I've known...." Her monitors start going off and her eyes roll into the back of her head. "Isla.... Isla...." I scream.

I ran out of her room. "Help! Someone Help! There's something wrong with my friend!" Doctors and a nurse's rush into her room and shove me out into the hallway. I drop to the floor and start crying. I never got to tell her who I am or that I love her. I don't even know what happened to her there. We were talking, she seemed fine.

I dial Hayden's number and tell him that him and Nick need to get to the hospital immediately. After he tells me they're on their way, I call Kaira and let her know too. She tells me that she is on her way too. I stay sitting on the floor by Isla's room crying, listening to the doctor and nurses shouting.

God, what if I cause this? I'll never be able to live without her.

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A/N: Thanks for reading my story up to this point. If you're enjoying it don't forget to comment, vote and follow! ~Kj<3