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CHP15: I Don't Deserve You

Kyle P.O.V

I sighed as I looked to the floor. Why was I such an idiot? Why did we always end up fighting?  Why did I kiss her? I knew she wasn't ready I knew she wouldn't kiss back but still I kissed her. I rolled my eyes whining. I'm such an idiot. Maybe I should apologize. I mean it was the least I could do for making her so confused.

The shocked face I was greeted with soon turned to one of anger and confusion. I quickly stepped in before she could push me away or close the door on me. 

"What the hell do you want Jew boy!" She shouted to the top of her lungs. I flinched a little as she screamed but soon enough her hands went back to her hips. She stood waiting for an answer. "Well? I won't say it again so talk before I kick you out." She continued to hiss. I was growing more irritated but still I couldn't find the words to say to her.

I watched her as she stared at me and kept her monotone expression. "I just... I just I wanted to say sorry for kissing you last night it was... Uncalled for." I finally whispered. She bit her lip turning away. I saw her clench her fists.

"I knew it! You only kissed me because of a pair of fucking heels!" She shouted. I was taken back a bit but realized what she was trying to say.

I forced her to look at me but as I took in her every feature I found myself an upset.  I narrowed my eyes as I screamed. "You're the one who decided to dress like a fucking whore! Not to mention act like one by kissing the rich boy!" I hollered hearing the clear shakiness and cracking as I spoke. She looked to the floor tears escaping her beautiful (e/c) eyes. She pushed me back.

"I have to! If they have something in common, if they both hate me then maybe... Maybe it won't happen! They won't get a fucking divorce!" My mouth opened to say something but my lip just quivered. "Maybe, my family won't disintergrate in front of me." She was sobbing now, I didn't know what to do besides one thing. I had seen it enough times to know a sure way to comfort someone. Whether it was in movies or T.V it seemed like a hug always worked. I stepped forward hugging her in my warm embrace. She buried her face into my shoulder and she continued to cry. I began to pet her (h/c) hair and found myself speaking ever so softly.

"Look, hurting yourself, to bring them closer just makes them drift, and it hurts you beyond belief... I've tried, my parents are done now... I just made things worse. Truth is, I lost my way I forgot who the real me was forgot what I was taught... But  ___, you're not an idiot, not like mine." She broke away from me suddenly angry again.

"But I feel like this is all my fault and there's nothing I can do!" My smile turned soft as I grabbed her hand. I wrapped my hands around hers looking deeply into her eyes. I sighed hugging her again.

I felt a tear escape my eyes remembering the constant fights mom and dad would have. The fights were over but the memories remained. "___, none of this is your fault. You're too kind and delicate for any of this. You didn't deserve anything that you got."

"I drove my brother out and now he hates me but I know he still loves me because..." I smiled giving a small laugh. "well because he's watching us right now." ___ looked to the right to see Ike in the middle of the staircase crouching down as he eavesdropped. At my words he quickly ran back up the stairs but stuck his head out a little. We both smiled at each other I kissed the top of her head but quickly stepped back. I looked away but watched her as she rubbed her left arm awkwardly. "I'm gonna go talk to my little brat now alright?" I smiled. She was flushed red still staring at the wall. I smirked as she nodded and I walked up the stairs.

Ike's door was slightly open. I let myself in and he immediately got to his feet. He backed away widened eyes almost scared. "Ike, come on I'm not that bad I never was. Please, I just want to talk." I whispered. Ike debated this for a little, I knew that because his eyes jolted around the room. He fell to the bed sighing.

"Enlighten me." He whispered. I smiled laying next to him. We looked at the white ceiling above us. I felt awkward now that we were in the same room, maybe we were in the same position all this time.

I stared at my Canadian brother with his wide mouth I always found it pretty funny. When we were little I went through this whole being jealous of Ike because Terrance and Philip were Canadian and I wasn't. Ike's glare made me remember his request. I needed something to say anything so he wouldn't kick me out. I pulled my collar shirt. "So... How's living with ___?" I croaked out. I immediately regretted it though. I was a dark shade of red at the immediate image of having her next door.  I gazed into space and only Ike's waving hand brought me back.

I shook my head and looked back at him. He had a huge smirk on his face. I raised an eyebrow and punched him in the shoulder. "What?" I hissed. His smirk grew bigger. "What?" I commanded. He started to giggle then said three words that made me even more embarrassed.

"You like her." He whispered between laughs. I widened my eyes then looked back to him. My reaction made him laugh. To shut him up I tackled him. I expected to be punched but he quickly laughed pushing me to the ground. I laughed harder but had to admit there was a slight pain in my neck. When the laughter died we stayed there lying on the floor next to each other. I smiled thinking of the cute moment. I turned to Ike who was still smirking at me.

"You know Ike... I really do miss you." I whispered. His smile turned soft as he sat up. I did the same awaiting his response.

He brought me into a tight hug. "Me too." I smiled almost wanting to cry from tears of joy, to avoid that I just let my hand brush through his black locks, I had my brother back and one day I'd have ___ too.