Untwisted

Chapter two - Drama or nah?

Warning - Has mention of rape and descriptions of abuse.

Amara's POV

I heard them laughing. I heard them and I knew it was about me. And that hurt.

I knew Neveah was mad at me. She had every right to be. Or did she?

I mean...I did think Kayden was cute from the moment they got together. He just had that perfect cute smile and those luscious lips that were absolutely irresistible. But unfortunately for me...he belonged to Neveah.

And so after a few weeks of their dramatic fighting and constant breaking up and getting back together, I started to hate him for hurting her the way he did. Like genuinely hate him. But deep down I knew I was falling for him. I guess there really was a thin line between love and hate.

I mean...he was just charismatic and funny and absolutely lovely to gawk at and to be fair, Neveah only started dating him as a joke. She thought it would be funny to gross him out by pretending to be overbearingly in love with him and funnily enough, she fell for him and became just that. He didn't even want her to begin with...but I guess he got pulled into this mess without any deeper knowledge.

And yet here we are... with me as the villain of the story as suspected.

I sighed and rolled over to my side on my bed. I started to recall the one conversation I had with Neveah over the phone as she told me she was over him cause he had hurt her by dumping her and then going on to date a mutual friend of hers two days later.

"I promise I'm going to kill myself Amara he's such a horrible person." Neveah had sobbed over the phone. "I hate him so much. He's such a liar! Why would he do this to me??! Why me?! What did I ever do wrong?"

I didn't know what to say to her in that moment. I had no answers for her. I couldn't tell her why he decided to lie about the reason he was dumping her and why he chose to be honestly quite dumb by dating some other girl 48 hours later.

But even in her darkest moments of pain, deep down, a tiny fragment of my heart jumped for joy that I no longer had to watch my best friend be with the guy I had fallen madly in love with over the summer on that wonderful wonderful trip to Spain.

As if on cue, a knock on my bedroom door interrupted my thoughts. It was Kayden.

"Come in." I said a little loudly, sitting upright on my bed.

Kayden popped his head round the door as I crossed my legs.

"Hey babe." He said with a quirky grin on his face. He forced his tall, muscular body through the door and made his way to my bed.

"Hey." I blushed at him calling me babe. Even after 2 weeks of dating I still wasn't over it. But to be fair I did have a blushing problem. Neveah called me out for it all the time.

"How ya doing now?" He asked innocently. " Is our baby doing alright in there?" He asked.

I rolled my eyes at him. Smiling slightly. "You know I'm not pregnant Kayden."

"You could be." He immediately replied, placing his hands on my waist. He let go of me shortly to sit on my bed before wrapping his arms around my waist again and kissing my neck.

My breath hitched as his cologne tickled my nostrils but I quickly melted into his arms smiling widely. This was nice.

"Mmmm." I said, trying not to ruin the moment. I was so relaxed right now and I had everything I needed with me.

"Is that a yes to my proposal?" He inquired mischievously. He sat up straighter to face me, cupping my face in the process.

"Kayden." I giggled, looking into his beautiful brown eyes. He grinned widely, very much aware of the effect he had on me. He placed a small kiss on my lips.