stolen kisses, pretty lies.

You promised forever and a day..

Last night was hell. Karlie didn't turn up at the hospital, and she hadn't bothered texting or even calling to see how I was. Everyone knew that I ended up in hospital and everyone was probably laughing at me for the reason why, especially now it's on the news.
"Austin turn the channel please! And where's Karlie?" I could hear the desperation in my voice and it made me feel sick. Austin grabbed the remote about to turn the TV off when the next headline appeared on the screen.

Karlie Kloss. Walk of Shame?

Walk of shame. What could that possibly mean, of course I knew what it meant. Karlie had done what almost every other person I had been with had done, she cheated. I was stupid enough to believe that she was different and that she loved me, but she lied when she said she wanted me to be her forever. The worse thing of it all, she didn't have the decency to tell me first, instead of me finding out like this. Two little hands made their way around my bump and cuddled into me. A whisper from the body next to mine, echoed around my head for a while. "Why are you crying?"

Was she even thinking about our children when she did this? What about Ethan if we broke up he would surely live with her. I guess she didn't care. Karlie had taken everything that I loved away from me.

Karlie's POV.
I walked the fifteen blocks back to our apartment slowly, I knew Taylor had found out about the incident last night. My publicist phoned me and told me that it was all over the news, she also lectured me about hurting Taylor and Ethan; like I didn't already know that? How could I be so stupid I let Jared manipulate me into bed, he texted me after I left. It was all a plot, he started to blackmail me into letting Ethan see the rest of his family, and I had fell right for his trap he was never going to stop until I caved in. Jared was just the same as his brother, he came into my life with kindness then broke me down. Worst of all, he's probably cost me Taylor and our baby. I was approaching the apartment I shared with Taylor when my phone vibrated against my jeans.

1 unread message.

'You can have a hour once you're back to explain yourself. If I'm not satisfied with your explanation. We're over.'

Taylor had thrown me a lifeline, I had sixty minutes to explain myself to her, sixty minutes to proved I loved her. Unfortunately I don't even know where to begin explaining, Taylor deserved so much better than me. All I've ever done from the moment we got together was cause her heartbreak, I was the reason behind her suicide attempt and seeing her scars every damn day was a constant reminder of that.

"Taylor. I'm back -are you in?" The uncertainty in my voice about this entire situation kicked in. Taylor appeared from the bedroom, dressed in her sweats and her PJ top. Her face make up free, her ocean blue eyes puffy from crying. I noticed two small suitcases in the corner of the room, next to the couch. "Yeah, that's mine, and Ethan's." I opened my mouth to protest but Taylor cut me off. "No. Don't you dare, don't you even dare! You cheated on me and you want me to leave Ethan with you? No he deserves better. You better explain otherwise we both leave."

Explain. Simple thing to do right?

A/N - this is short because I am in two minds about how this should go and that's proving difficult.