Chapter 12.5

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Kendall's POV

After the chaos from downstairs, the quiet of our room is peaceful. I love my family but they can be a lot. I feel the arms of my mate wrap around my waist.

"How are you feeling?" He mumbles into the crook of my neck.

"I'm fine."

"Don't cry and pull that on me. How are you really feeling?"

"I thought that things were different now."

"So did I. And they are. But there's still people who hate."

"It isn't what she said that bothers me. I mean, it does. But no one called her out on it. She was welcomed back to her table. No one really cares apart from our own family."

"I know, baby."

"Our immediate reaction hurt. We went back to what we used to be. Hide. Separate. Because of a comment."

"It's not fair. It's never been fair. But unfortunately some humans don't understand that love isn't just a man and a woman."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"Why can't we be like them? Able to show ourselves and not be judged? Or react to a single comment?"

"I don't know, Ken."

"Me neither, Em."

I turn my head around and kiss him. He gives me a sad smile before turning me around and kissing me, a hand on the back of my neck. We don't do think like this at school. None of us really do. But particularly not us. I guess that last however many decades has rubbed off. Sometimes, I'm jealous of them for being able to show their love with little care. I kiss Emmett harder, knowing that we won't have to come up for air. Just letting the love for my mate live.

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