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Y/n knew this was a stupid idea, but, there was no other option. Sure, they could run away together, but that would make the family even more angry. Which, Y/n would love to piss the Kardashian clan off, but she really love Khloe, and Y/n doesn't want her girlfriend upset.
"Are you sure this'll work? Because if it doesn't and you're out with some guy they set you up with-" Khloe immediately wrapped her arms around her girlfriend's waist.
"Hey, I love you. And if this doesn't show or tell them I'm miserable without you, then we'll leave and move somewhere else. I promise Y/n, okay?" The slightly shorter woman nods, then looks up at her girlfriend, who sends her a small smile.
"I love you too, Khloe. I'm scared though.." Y/n admits, but Khloe kisses the top of her forehead, and tightens her arms around her waist.
"I am too. But, I promise, it'll get better. And soon, we can be around my family without them being assholes to you." The younger woman heaves a sigh as she nods, leaning back against her girlfriend as she closes her eyes.
Khloe kisses the side of Y/n's head, then her cheek. "Go take a nap, because once you wake, I know everyone will be here. It'll be easier than waiting and letting the questions go through your head." Y/n gives a nod, kisses Khloe's cheek, then heads to their bedroom, trying not to think of the many horrible ways the idea could go.
Once in bed, Y/n immediately becomes sleepy, knowing she needed to sleep before having to deal with the crazy bunch of assholes.
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Laughter drifted all the way up the stairs and into the bedroom where a sleepy woman was slowly waking up. Y/n blinked the sleep from her eyes and looked at the time. "Of course they're early.." she mumbles to herself. Slowly, Y/n stands, stretching as she tries and makes herself look presentable. She grabs Khloe's cell phone, opening it up to the messages that they created together, before slipping her shoes on and rushing downstairs. "Khloe!" Y/n calls out.
"And here comes the devil herself." Kim snidely comments, earning a glare from Y/n.
"Shut the fuck up porno baby." Y/n ignores the yells that are thrown her way, and instead, throws Khloe's phone at her. "You're cheating on me."
"Hallelujah." Someone mutters behind her, but Y/n ignores it while Khloe gives her a confused look.
"Cheating? I'm not cheating."
"Then who's Lacey?" Khloe's gives a frown, before a blush comes across her cheeks. "Yea, Lacey wants to know when you'll be able to see each other again."
"I'll drive you if you need to Khloe." Kendall tells her order sister, earning a glare from Y/n.
"Kenny, stop. Lacey isn't someone you need to worry about, I promise Y/n."
"Bullshit, she's sending you pictures of herself half dressed, with you commenting that she looks really good, and the best comment I saw, 'I would fuck you, if I wasn't with my girlfriend'." Y/n stares at Khloe, but the older woman doesn't say anything, merely stares. "What, nothing to say?" Y/n asks, waiting for a reply.
"She doesn't have to-"
"For fucks sake, this doesn't involve you. It doesn't involve any of you, so just stay out of it!" Y/n yells, but that's what make Khloe break.
"Quit yelling at them! All you've been, is nothing but rude to them! You drag them down all the time and it's no wonder why they don't like you! I get so fucken embarrassed when you talk shit about my family to the cameras! You think you can get away with it, but you can't. It's no fucken wonder why I'm talking to other women or even cheated on you. Yea, I cheated on you, so fucken what. After what you say to my family, you fucken deserve it." The room is quiet, shock settling against Y/n.
Slowly, tears fall down her cheeks, shaking her head as she looked at the woman she loved. "Fuck you." Quickly as she could, Y/n grabbed her purse and keys, then headed towards the door. "You can find all your shit in the driveway." Y/n yells before slamming the door behind her.
Even though she knows it was all fake, she can't help but cry, hating that horrible feeling inside her. It's not long before she's home, in bed just wanting to be with Khloe when she gets a text from Khloe.
From Khloe K: I love you. I'm sorry for making you cry....
From Khloe K: Give it two weeks and then we can be together, I promise. It'll work out in the end.
Khloe tells her, and Y/n can only hope she's telling the truth.
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It's nearly been two weeks and Y/n's been going insane about not being able to see her girlfriend. However, with texting and phone calls, it makes everything a bit better. And then, a phone call she wasn't expecting.
It was a normal boring day when Kourtney called, which Y/n wasn't expecting. Nor, was she expecting Kourtney to beg and plead to take Khloe back, that she was only mad when she had accused Khloe of cheating. And that Khloe never cheated on her. "She's miserable Y/n, we never seen her like this. She hasn't eaten and she's barely slept. Please, take her back, bring our sister back to who she was when she was with you." Kourtney pleads. It takes a few seconds, but Y/n tells she'll be there soon, and then she's off, ready to see her girlfriend.
When Y/n arrives at the older woman's home, the family's there, waiting for her to come. They let her in, but Y/n can tell they still don't like her. "Help Khloe, please." Kendall pleads. Y/n gives a sigh, politely asking where Khloe was at, and after being pointed in her direction, Y/n heads towards the bedroom, and heads inside.
"Khloe." Y/n says softly. The older woman's head pops up, a small smile coming to her lips.
"See, I told you." Y/n frowns at the words, shaking her head.
"I don't wanna do that again, please Khloe." The older woman nods, patting the bed, causing Y/n to crawl into bed with her and cuddle up next to her. "Next time, or if anything like this happens, we ignore them and leave, okay?" Khloe nods her head, kissing her girlfriend's forehead, and holds her close, happy to see her girlfriend again.
