Once Upon a Fairy Tale (A Kendall Schmidt Fanfic)

Chapter 13.... Confusion.....

RUNAWAY…. God, if only I hadn’t thought about this before. Running away seems nice. I've always wanted to. Especially if it was with Kendall, I don’t know why, but everything just seemed so easy when it came from his mouth. I close my eyes and think of how bad it would be if I say yes. I know Isaac would suspect right off the bat who I went with. After all he knew it was Kendall who truly had my heart, and not him. Nothing more and nothing less about that. 

                I saver the hug before I pull away. At this moment I don’t know what my answer will be, so I don’t know if this will be the last hug I'll ever get from him. I take in his sent. Another thing I missed, only because of the memory that comes along with it.

                I finally find the courage to open my eyes and pull back. I fall beside him on the black leather couch. I don’t say anything like what I planned to though. In fact I just remained quiet. Now I'm for certain that my brain isn't functioning tonight. Kendall keeps his eyes on mine, even if I wasn’t looking at him; I just know he was looking at me. His thumbs come up to my cheeks and wipes away the tears. I don’t see how he could stand to see my face because first, the way it looked with black mascara running down it, and second, to know it was the face of the girl who left him heartbroken and that she's most likely going to do it again. I wouldn’t be able to stand her, or better yet be so close to her.

"Lauren…" He lets out in the slightest whisper. It takes me a second for my brain to recognize that it needed to send a signal for my eyes to look up. My stare engages from the floor to his green emeralds. My reaction was enough to tell him to continue on with what he was going to say.

"Answer me" My heart beats a hundred times faster, my mind spins out of control, and my body feels like it's been lifted up and thrown in a fire and I don’t know why. 

"I can't …. I" I manage to make out some part of my answer, but he doesn't let me finish.

"Yes you can, I have an Idea. Runaway with me and I promise you'll be okay"

"Kendall I don’t care about me. I'm worried about you" He moved closer to me this time. I let my gaze fall away from him. He picked my chin up again till I was forced to look him back in the eye.

"Don’t worry about me, I'll be fine, we'll be fine…. You just have to trust me" For a whole minute I remained quiet with nothing to say. I didn’t know how to react. Could this really work? Wouldn't bad be the only end result? Do I trust Kendall? Okay what am I saying now? Of course I trust Kendall. That trust is what took over my body and answered him.

"Okay…"

                Kendall's eyes grew wide at my shocking discovery of my new found rebellion. I'm tired of not being myself. I'm tired of being used. I'm tired of not being me. At first escaping seemed to be the best decision, but maybe if I would have stayed, Isaac would have already been caught. Even if Kendall was put in danger, the cops would have been there. I wouldn't have had to go through this hell I've been through the last year.

                Kendall doesn’t think twice. He jumps up and slips off his white v neck and hands it to me, leaving him in a muscle shirt. I take it in my hands but I give him a questioning stare.

"It'll cover… you know… That up" He stutters laughing at himself as he gestures to my chest. I smile but didn’t put it on. He stops putting on his shoes when he notices I haven’t acted.

"Look, just put it on. It'll make me feel better… okay?" I slightly laugh and give in. I stand and zip the zipper up on the side of my dress before slipping the shirt over my head. I reach down to the floor and put my boots back on. Kendall slips up to the door and peeks his head out. The coast was clear. He looks back at me.