kilby girl [hs]

chapter 15

Levi Kilby// October 31st 2016

Tate hasn't spoken to me at all today.

I called him this morning when I first woke up and it went straight to voicemail. And I called him again an hour ago after I ate dinner with my parents and no call back, no text, no nothing.

Some people may say I'm acting clingy, but it's my birthday. I'm not asking for much, just a simple happy birthday from my boyfriend.

After staring at the ceiling with my phone face down on my chest waiting for some sorta of answer from him, I didn't get one. So I decided to go over to his house.

Maybe he's been busy planning a surprise or something for me and that's why he's not answering.

I wouldn't get your hopes up Levi.

I walk the short distance to his house and knock on the big black front door, nervously darting my eyes around the huge house.

"Hi, Mrs. Ford!" I perch a fake smile on my face as the door swings open.

"Tabitha!" Her shrill voice is as high pitched and annoying as ever. As much as I've tried to tell her I prefer Levi, she's refused to listened, always told me she thought Tabitha was a prettier name so that's what she was gonna call me.

"Is Tate home? I wanted to see him."

"He's just upstairs sweetie, you can go right up!" She gestures for me to come inside, I walk forwards into the huge entrance way before she closes the door behind me.

I mumble a quick thank you before ascending the huge staircase, I walk down the hallway admiring the pretty pictures of grassy fields framed along the walls. As I near Tate's bedroom door I hear faint sounds, they're so quiet that I'm almost sure I imagined it.

Standing in front of the door with my hand hovering over the door knob I can now make out that the sounds are faint moans. The bile rises up my throat as my lips part in shock whilst the worst scenario possible races through my mind.

He wouldn't do that to me would he?

I push down on the doorknob, opening the door to see Emily sitting between a naked Tate's legs, bopping her head up and down as he tilts back his head, small moans tumbling from his lips.

I feel as if the air has been snatched from my lungs as I watch the sight in front of me, my once emotionless face falling into a faint frown.

My best friend and my boyfriend? I was sure that scenario only happened in movies and books, not real life. I certainly didn't think it would happen to me.

"What the fuck?" I whisper, my grip loosening on the door knob as my hands fall to my side hopelessly. Tate's head shoots up upon hearing my voice, he shoves Emily away from him and grabs the blanket beside him, jumping up as he wraps it around his waist.

"Levi, let me explain." Tate breathes out harsh ragged breaths, holding a hand up in front of his chest.

"Explain what exactly? It's pretty obvious isn't it?" I scoff, running my tongue along my teeth.

Tate looks at me with wide eyes. He looks as if he's on the verge of a panic attack.

"Emily get the fuck out." He waves his hand at her, darting his eyes between us as Emily quickly scrambled to grab her shoes and jacket, "I'll talk to you later." He mumbles to her as she walks past.

"Talk to her later?!" I widen my eyes, my jaw dropping, "Your fucking kidding, right?"

"Yes, I'm gonna talk to her later." He scoffs as if getting caught cheating then saying you're gonna talk to the person later in front of your girlfriend is a normal activity.