untold desire || weston koury

chapter forty six

i scroll mindlessly through instagram while eating a turkey sandwich at the counter. colin and mom are watching something in the living room when i hear a knock at the door.

"got it," i call out to them, not expecting a response. opening the door, i see kalynn in front of me, beaming.

"hi," she says, and i bring her in for a hug. i hadn't realized how much i missed her.

"hi kalynn," i respond into her shoulder.

she pats my back and pulls away. "how are you?"

i usher her in and close the door behind her. "i'm great, how are you?"

"awesome," kalynn replies, following me into the kitchen. she gives colin a quick wave as he turns to look at us from behind the couch.

we both sit down at the counter while i finish my sandwich, and i tell her all about how junior year is going so far. she listens intently, nodding and chiming in accordingly.

afterwards, she talks about new york and things her and isaac have been up to recently. she mostly leaves weston out of it, which i silently appreciate.

we've been chatting for quite a bit, and there's finally a lull in the conversation while i'm setting my plate in the dishwasher. kalynn presses her lips together nervously, and i watch her with curious eyes.

"so, um...."

i knew this was coming.

"what is it?" i press.

she looks up at me and inhales deeply. "weston wants to talk to you."

it feels as if a hole just burned through my stomach, and i dig my fingernails into my palm to try and steady myself at the mention of him. "okay."

kalynn tilts her head, expecting me to say more. when i don't, she follows up with a simple question. "would you be open to that?"

while biting the skin off my bottom lip, i stare out the kitchen window blankly. "yeah. i need to apologize to him."

"okay. if that's what you think you need to do, then...." she trails off.

i turn to her. "yeah, i have to. i owe it to him."

"do you need some time to prepare or would you want to talk to him now?"

swallowing hard, i look her straight in the eye. "now."

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walking over next door with kalynn is the most anxious i've ever been in my entire life. each step i take is wobbly, and i clutch kalynn's wrist each chance i get to try and keep myself afloat.

"it'll be okay," she reassures me. "i promise."

i take a shaky breath. "i know."

when we reach the front door, i knock a few times before retracting my hand back quickly. my pulse increases bit by bit as we wait for someone to answer.

suddenly, it opens, and my eyes meet with his.

weston.

it's like time is standing still and nothing else matters. we're here, reunited, in this moment. finally. we're so close that i could just reach out and touch his face...

but no, reality comes back to me and it takes me a second to process that we aren't together, and nothing is perfect. we're reunited, but not in the way him or i would ever dream of.

"hi," he says shortly.

it's like all of my love for him just reappeared in front of me at the sound of his voice.