Reality

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Side note: this is kinda a filler chapter sorry just wanted to publish something.

I sat there on the hard couch looking at the floor with my shoes scattered across them.
The silence was unbearable. This making me realize how much I missed layla her cringy dad jokes, her horrible singing, her sarcastic comments. She was right i mean when is she not I never appreciate her being here. But her believing Veronica over me?
I dont understand that.
I was deep in thought when the door slowly opened and there she was.

I hugged her not caring if she wanted to hug me or not.
"You're actually showing affection?" She laughed.
There's the bitch I love.
She knows I hate hugs so when I do hug someone i do mean it.
"You know you missed me". I Said as we both walked back to the couch made of stone.
"Look I fucked up Kenny told me what happened it's just Veronica seemed so pure I couldn't imagine her doing that".
"It's alright I think the me and Kenny boat has sailed".
"Not sailed i mean completely pulled a titanic". I said as me and Layla laughed.
"So is that it then?". She said calming down
"What do you think?, yes I'm still inlove with him even after he kissed his ex". I said sarcastically.

"You still coming to the fight tomorrow?".
"Sure".
I simply said this taking Layla back.
"Need to support my man whinderson". I Said smiling at her.
"There she is".  She laughed.
" you know what we need right now a fucking drink". I Said pulling out the vodka from the cabinet.
"Fuck it". She said giving me a glass.

We were two drinks in and Layla was sort of a light weight so she got drunk pretty easily

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We were two drinks in and Layla was sort of a light weight so she got drunk pretty easily.
"Bitch guess what I have". Everything she said coming out in almost a slur.
Then she suddenly pulled out a wallet not just any wallet.

King kennys wallet.

Kennys pov:
I drove back to the set to wrap everything up why couldn't she let me talk to her.
I didnt kiss Veronica she pushed me againts my car and started kissing me before I could do anything.
But what's the point like anyone would even believe that anyways.
My phone started ringing. It was Veronica why couldnt it be ella.
For god sakes I just want ella.

As i walked in Aj rushed over to me annoyed.
"I thought you weren't this much of a dick you actually did that to ella?" He started in this harsh tone.
"How do you know?". I Said
"Is that really what you care about right now?".
"Mind your buisness aj". I couldnt do heated conversations I would just say the wrong thing over and over.
"How am I supposed to mind my business when she literally cried to me about you". He said disappointed.
"She cried?". I started to say.
"Yes! Can you not see how much she cares about you". He said finally leaving .

I heard someone calling my name but I didn't care. I cant believe I made her cry. I knew I upset her but just knowing she cried to Aj over me fucked with my head. She is everything I want why is there always something in the way.
I needed to take my mind of this before I go crazy.
So I went to the only place I knew no one would be at this time. The gym.
I started punching the punching bag.
Then I went faster with each punch reminding me how I hurt her.
Then I took my gloves of and started punching the bag so angry at myself that i let all this happen.
Just imagining her upset made me punch harder than the last.
I should've pushed Veronica off.
I just froze what could I do.
I cant believe I Made Ella fucking cry . And before another thought could come to mind I saw my knuckles bleeding.
I stared at them for a couple of moments trying to process this whole day.
𝙬𝙝𝙮 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙞𝙢 𝙩𝙧𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜?
It was my fight tomorrow I can talk to her then I don't care what happens I'm speaking to her no matter what.

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