Happily Never After || Sequel to Our Differences (ON HOLD)

Chapter Fourteen ~ She's Cheating

"You can't let her get to you, Kathryn." April says, rubbing my back.

We were back in the Diva's locker room. Colby left to give us some space.

"I just don't know why she called me that." I tell her. I wipe a tear off of my face.

"Look, she did it to you mad. She did it to get us both mad." April assures me.

We hear a knock on the door, and April gets up to open it. I follow close behind her.

When she opens the door, Jon stands there, looking both sad and angry. His left cheek has a red mark. A red mark from where I had slapped him. His eyes meet mine, and he smiles. I look away. I begin to turn back around, but he calls my name.

"Kathryn, I need to talk to you." He says.

I stay frozen in my tracks. I'm unable to move.

"Don't you think you've hurt her enough?" April asks him.

I turn around to look at him. When our eyes meet once again, he smiles again. Trying to comfort me? It's not working.

I frown and shake my head at him. He frowns as well.

"Can I talk to her? Just for a few minutes." Jon asks April. April looks at me and raises an eyebrow.

"That's not up to me." She says, followed by a sigh. She walks away from the door and sits back down in one of the chairs. I look to see her get on her phone and begin texting someone. I turn back to face Jon.

"Can we?" He asks me.

I roll my eyes and head out, shutting the door behind me.

Jon begins walking down the hallway and I follow close behind him.

"Jon, where are we going?" I ask him, a little annoyed by what had happened earlier between us. I was still pissed off at Jon for acting that way in front of everyone. Yeah, we aren't together anymore, but he shouldn't have acted like a total ass hole.

"You'll see." He says, looking back at me. I ignore his gaze. I hear him sigh.

We pass a few more doors until we finally turn left. We walk a little further down the empty hallway.

Jon stops, and so do I. I lean against the wall while I wait for Jon to speak.

And somehow, he couldn't. He couldn't find anything to say, and it was irritating me. I mean, why bring me all this way just to say nothing to me?

"You brought me down here to speak to me, right?" I ask him. He only nods.

"Well get on with it."

He sighs once again and runs a hand through his messy hair. I look up at the darkened ceiling and wish for time to go faster. Honestly, I'm uncomfortable around him now.

"Kathryn, I'm sorry." Jon says. I cross my arms.

That's fucking bullshit.

"I don't believe you." I reply.

Jon's eyes widen.

"Yeah, I don't believe you." I repeat.

"But, Kath-"

"No." I interrupt. "You're not fucking sorry, Jon. I know you're not. It's fucking bullshit. Renee called me a slut, Jon! And God knows why! And when she got slapped, which she deserved it, you were immediately by her side because of something she started! What about me? What about the time where you were always hitting me and I forgave you? And then it went to me being raped?! You left me there, Jon!" I say. Tears stream down my face, and I don't even care. I just continue to talk. "You left me in a hotel room where I was dying on the floor!" I yell.