I sat there on the bed on the blood-covered sheets, knowing I'd have to change them and clean them before Trevor got home.
I sat there questioning myself.
'Why'd I leave Kit?'
'Why am I still here?'
'When exactly do I reach out for help?'
'How do I clean this up?'
'What Kit's number?'
That last one stung my brain, the thought of him brought a smile to my face.
'BECAUSE HE'S MY FRIEND NO OTHER REASONS!' I reasurred myself.
I whinced as I stuggled to stand up, I felt tiny shards of glass cut into my skin.
I eventully got up and took the sheets off take the glass with it, I shook it out onto the floor know I was gonna sweep anyway.
I cleaned the room up and myself.
I went to sit on the couch but stared at the phone.
And the phone book.
I ran my fingers down the "W's".
"Walker, Walker, Walker." I whispered to myself.
'Found it!'
I hurried and dialed the number.
It rang and rang and rang and rang.
'Till a familar voice picked up.
"Hello?"
"...Grace..."
"Y/n, it's been forever!" She sounded like she was on the verge of sobbing.
"I know."
"How are you?"
"..." I hesitated to answer "Great! You?"
"Good."
"Fantasic, Heya are you free Friday?"
"Um..Yeah Kit and Alma are going to the park with the kids and i'm staying home so yeah pretty much!"
"Great, i'm meeting up with some friends at Peterson cafe, you there?"
"For sure!"
"Great, see you there!"
"Yeah, bye!"
"Bye."
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Happily Ever After (Kit Walker x Y/N)
Fanfiction"I know, I mean it's not like I wanted to just leave him there to die! Or--or like I didn't want to put effort in that realationship!" She seemed fumed with anger in each word. "I know, and so does he. Look, I'll talk to him about it...don't worry a...
