7: Kita

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KITA'S POV

It had been a while since I turned Kai's advances down at Angels party. I didn't mean to hurt his feelings, I was actually just drunk and scared of the consequences.

Despite what he might think, his love is not unrequited. That requires someone who holds strong feelings for another who unfortunately doesn't feel the same way.

I have loved Kai since we were children, but have never been able to express just how much. He was handsome in every way possible and smart, too. He cared for me like no-one else and made sure I was having a good day even on a rainy one. I would prioritise his happiness above mine, but could never truly devote myself to the idea of being HIS.

These feelings just couldn't be.

We were family and I enjoyed what we had. I didn't want to lose anything, I was stuck inside a whirlpool of fear and regret.

Love was a choice, and I chose to end it there out of pure fear.

"KITA?" A voice yelled from outside.

I blinked at my knees, remembering I was at home sitting in the sun that shone into the living room. Mom liked to keep the curtains and windows open, having a warm breeze flow through the house and into every room. I was really bad for falling asleep in the sun, it was my happy place.

I had decided to visit home for the weekend and go back to my dorm the following weekday. Being here was refreshing and kept me grounded, but it was always sad when I showed up and nobody was here to greet me.

"Kita?" Mom repeated, walking to the living room from outside the front door.

"Hey mom." I smiled, rubbing my feet together on the plush carpet.

She grinned at me and threw her keys onto the coffee table before enveloping me in a tight hug.

My mom's name was Sasha. She was my best friend and always knew exactly what to say to cheer me up.

"How are you, my little spud?" She asked, her eyes squinting from happiness.

I smirked and pushed on her forehead as she tried to smother me in kisses.

"Mom-"

"I know, I know. You're not so little anymore." She groaned, standing up and sitting herself on the sofa before me.

I laughed and brought my knees together, hoping the sun had tanned them enough.

"Big spud, then?" She asked with a smirk, making me laugh more.

I let my head fall back onto the glass sliding door slowly, closing my eyes as the breeze passed by my hair.

Can I just go back to being a little spud having no responsibilities?

Mom tilted her head in curiosity and splayed her hands across the arm of the couch, turning her whole body towards me.

"Are you home for the weekend?" She asked with a smile.

I nodded and smiled back.

"Yeah, I'll head back to campus on Monday."

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