𝖧𝖾'𝗌 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾<3 𝖪𝗂𝗍 𝖢𝗈𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗋 𝗑 ᶠᵉᵐ! ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ

part 11

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y/n pov

After I finished up my shower, I changed into a pair of jean shorts and a collar shirt. I tucked the collar shirt in, which had light pink and white stripes. I put on some perfume, brushed my teeth, put some light makeup on. Just some lip balm, mascara, and eyeliner. I know it seems like a lot, it's really not.

I walk out of the bathroom, and I didn't see Kit. I suggested that he was just in our room or something, but then, I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach, that something was wrong. So, me being me, I went into our room. I didn't see him there either. This house wasn't really big.

We had 2 bathrooms, 1 bedroom, a kitchen, and a living room. Not huge. Not small. It's cool. I knock on the other bathroom door. Nothing. Then, the thoughts come in and the panic starts to set in. What if something happened to him, and he's in danger? What if he passed out somewhere, and I just can't find him? What if someone broke in?! It would make sense! He is famous!! With that, I called him on my phone.

No answer. I call again, no answer. I call AGAIN, answer. "If you want to find Kit, go to the park, and stay. On. The. Line." Someone said in a serious tone. "Ok..?" This is definetly a prank, right? Who asks to meet in the park, after they kidnap someone? ABSOLUTELY NO ONE. The fact that Kit thinks i'm that gullible, is impossible.

I slip my shoes on, and go out of the house. "Where again?" I said, calmly. "The park. There should be a bench at the beach part. Go there." I nod, even though the person doesn't see me. Well, I hope so. If so, that's pretty creepy. Either way, I start for the park. I feel nice today, so I'll give him the benefit of the doubt, and act suprised. Honestly, I find that so stupid. I arrive at the park, and see the bench. Lights around it, and a siloette.

Okayy, creepy. I looked down at my phone, and the person ended the call. I stuff the phone into my back pocket and cross my arms. "Red Flag!" I yell, laughing. I'm amused by this attempt to suprise me, and I feel like a jerk for laughing. The person is just sitting there. It's too early for this shit.. I walk closer to the person, as I inched closer, I see his face, it-- of course, is Kit. I smile, "Hey, hun."

He waved at me, "Come sit! I bought your favourite snacks!" I sat down, and looked at him, confused. "Honestly, this is really romantic, but how did you have enough time for this?" "You take longer showers than you think, Y/N." He chuckled, "It's the ADHD, hun." I smiled at him, and we started laughing. It's not that funny, so I don't know why we laughed.

Anyway, we spent the evening joking and laughing, when Kit comes to sit next to me. "In all seriousness, " he grabbed my hand, as I looked at him, "I love you,
Y/N. You're a great person, but.." His voice trailed off. "Okay, I'll do it instead," I started, frowning. I let go of his hand and moved over, "we should take a break." He looked me in the eyes, "Probably. I'm going to France later today, and I can't do long distance! But I promise, when I get back, we can-"

I waved my hand, signalling for him to stop, "Whatever you want, hun. As long as your happy, I'll do it, " I stood up, "I'll just stay with someone else for now, until then, i love you, stay safe, and goodbye. I'll just go pack my stuff up." I kiss his head, and go to walk away. He sat in the same spot, slouched and hurt. What a great way to end a great relationship. It'll be okay though. I'll get through it the same way I always do.

*TW*

I reach the house, and open the door. My eyes begin to well up with tears, and I take out my phone.

y/nzzzzzzzz: Nilly, are you going to Paris too?"

Silly.Nilly: Yeah! Why?

y/nzzzzzzzzz: Nothing, just wanted to know!

If she's going, then I bet Ally is going too. I'll just get an apartment for now. I go into our room and pack up some things. I got into the bathroom, and set my stuff outside of the door. I close the door, and turn to open the drawer. I catch my reflection in the mirror and I look terrible. I was tired, so my eye bags were super dark, my mascara was running. I reach into the drawer and grab a make-up wipe.

While searching for the wipes, I cut my finger on something. I grab my finger and wince in pain. A blade. It was a pocket knife, that I guess someone forgot to close. I pulled it out, and set it down on the counter, after closing it. I wiped my eyes to get the make-up off with the wipe. After I do, I throw it away. I wash my hands and dry them. I look at myself again. I look terrible. I set my hands on the counter, and feel the pocket knife.

I open the knife back up, and feel the unsharpened part of the blade. I frowned, bad memories? no, good memories. When I felt alive. When I felt good. When I felt happy. I look down at my arm, and roll up my sleeve. I put the sharp part against my skin, and lightly cut into my skin. I sighed happily. What a relief to feel good again... The only time I can ever be happy is doing this, and hanging out with Kit. I already lost one, I can't lose the other. I cut again, deeper. I kept going until I ran out of room and my arm was covered in blood.

I looked through a different drawer to find bandaging. I wrapped my arm up, and pulled my sleeve back down.

*END OF TW*

I went to the nearest apartment complex and rented an apartment. Now, I'm regretting everything, because my arm burns. Really bad. I got into the apartment and started unpacking.

Thank you guys for all the reads! Please, go read my other stories! There's a Draco Malfoy one and Jace Norman! If not, that's alright! Again, thank you and I'll be back later to update again!!!