A Chance

Twenty Four

I woke up tired and with a slight headache. I went to my room when i see his tall figure standing there. He's just sitting on the edge of my bed. "Kyle?" I say slowly walking up to him. He has something in his hand. "Kyle what is it?" I say nearing him getting nervous. "Why" He says coldly. "What?" I say confused at his harsh tone and how he won't look at me. "Tell me the truth Ivy, why do you have this" I could tell he was losing patience. He was getting angry. "I don't know what you're talking about?" I say getting frustrated. "Ivy what the fuck is this?!" He says yelling at me now. He hold up a baggie. The baggie. Shit. My eyes widen at the sight. "Kyle I-
I'm cut off "No, why do you have this i don't want to hear a FUCKING excuse right now!" He says getting closer to me. I back away getting a bit scared. "Fuck Kyle it was just one time that i did it!" He sighs and runs his hands through his curls. He has a face of worry and madness.
"Ivy, I-I thought you were doing well, but i come to find this?" He says. My heart breaks, his voice is hurting. Tears well up in his eyes. Just seeing that makes me breakdown. I start sobbing. "I'm sorry Kyle, I really am i swear i only did it once and it'll never happen again." He puts the baggie on the desk and sits back on the bed. "Ivy i think you need to stay somewhere else.." He says in a hush tone looking down at his feet. I look up at him, "what?" I say in shock. He shakes his head "i won't say it again" i shake my head in disbelief. Is he really kicking me out? "are you fucking serious right now?" I say getting up and walking to him. He gets up "Ivy calm down." "No don't tell me what to FUCKING DO!" I say shoving him back he takes the hit. "GET THE FUCK OUT!!!" I say yelling at him. He doesn't even say anything he just walks out. He walks out to the house. He drives away.
I grab my suitcases and pack my things. It takes me awhile to pack my things. I text Paris

Ivy
Hey, i'm sorry for the short notice but i need a huge favor
Paris
Yeah what is it?
Ivy
I'm at Kyles house i need you to pick me up and let me stay at your house
Paris
Oh okay that's fine i'll be there in a bit

I read the text and have the suitcases downstairs. I look at the house and start to cry. I grab a paper and pen. I start to write

To Kyle
Look i'm sorry for what i did. I'm leaving and i think it's best if we don't contact each other for awhile Just know what you did today hurt me a lot. I'm sorry.

Love,
                                                       Ivy

        I see Paris' car pulling into the driveway. I get up and grab my bags and walk outside. She doesn't say anything and helps me with the bags and suitcases. We get inside and the whole drive to her house is silent. Not a word was spoken. When she put her car in park she looked at me. "Ivy, what's going on?" She says i turn to look at her. Her eyes are confused and worried. She knows me, she knows something bad happened. That's all it takes for me to start breaking down. I let it all out. She wraps her arms around me. "Oh Ivy, It's all going to be okay." she coos. We get inside her house and i step into her room wanting to explain everything.
         She sits on the bed and so do i. "Okay so, my moms been really bad" I begin to say already wanting to cry again. I take a deep breath. "She got a boyfriend and he tried to touch me, that was it. That was the last straw. I called Kyle to get me and he did." She nods saying to keep going. "We had a fight the first day because i didn't want to talk about it. I left the house mad and got some drugs. I came home high and we made up. Then he found the baggie. I tried to tell him i only did it once but- but he wouldn't let me. He was mad Paris, really mad and frustrated. He told me to leave and he walked out the door and drove off. I left him a note before we left." I stop talking sitting down and trying to compose myself.
           Paris takes everything in and finally breaks the silence. "Look i know it hurts right now, but you guys aren't officially over, i think you guys need time." She says rubbing my back. I start to sob "Paris, i honestly don't think we're gonna be okay after this.." My heart completely shatters saying that. I admitted that we might not be able to have what we had again. I love him so much, but what i did was the last straw for him i think.
I get undressed and into my pjs getting ready for bed. I look through my suitcase to find a shirt to sleep in. I find one if his shirts. It smells just like him, in a split second i'm back. I can see him, his hazel green eyes and his chocolate brown curls in his face. I lay down on the bed crying. Why did i have to do that. It's all my fault, i did this. I could've stopped this from happening. My life is going down hill. Ivy you'll be able to have a fresh start, college is around the corner. I calm myself down and go to sleep.

Kyles POV

I return home and see that her stuff is gone. All of it. Anything that would've shown that she was here isn't there anymore. I look around and see something that catches my eye. I walk over to the table. A note. From her. I read it. "I think it's best if we don't contact each other for awhile" I read the rest of it my heart aching through each word written. I can see her writing it. Her soft hair. I know i shouldn't have done that, i should've just pushed it aside. Now she doesn't want to talk to me.
Are we broken up? Is this it? I think to myself. I can't i need to know. I grab a pencil and paper and begin to write a letter.

To Ivy

Ivy, i know you said we shouldn't talk but i just need to know if this is it. Are we done, if yes just know that i love you, i really do. I always will. If we're still together, we need to meet up later in the week. We need to talk if it's not over. I love you Ivy.

Love,
Kyle

I drive to Paris' house, i know she would've gone there. I park far from the house and walk to the front door. I place it securely on the floor and ring the doorbell. I run to my car not wanting to see her sad face. I get in the car and drive back home. I get in bed. I can't sleep. I miss her so much already. I think I already know the answer to my question but it pains me to think of it becoming real. For it to be confirmed.