Kendall Jenner Preferences [Interracial/BWWW]

"Are you serious?!" [Part 2]

"Y/N please, just pick up"

"Please lovely, I'm sorry"

"I'll make it up to you"

"Can you just let me know you're alive?"

"Please, just don't end us. I'm sorry Y/N, I'll make it up to you. I swear baby. Just answer your phone, I'm begging"

"Please Y/N, please baby"

You don't hesitate to hit the delete button as soon as her apology ends; looking at the long list of missed calls highlighting your phone.

"That her again?" Comes the soft question

"Sure was,"

"Are you going to answer?"

"Probably not" You shrug, throwing your body into the couch.

"And why not?"

Your mouth opens to reply before you close it, focusing your gaze on your mother standing in front of you. "I don't know how to feel," You admit, letting out a deep breath as you run your hand over your face "My girlfriend, the women I planned on spending my entire life with continues to put work before me. I don't think I want to be in a relationship with someone like that,"

"Then you should call her" She tells you gently "If not for her, then for the sake of your relationship; if you chose to end it you need to tell her"

"I could" You say slowly as you bring your buzzing phone to your face "But, I need to get ready for graduation"

Without waiting for her reply you lift your body off the couch, heading to your room to start getting ready. No sooner do you step into the shower you hear your mom yell your name.

"What?!"

"Someone's here to see you"

"Who?"

"Someone"

You let out an annoyed sigh as you wash the soap from your body. Stepping out the water, you shiver as you dry off; wrapping your obnoxious robe around your body.

"What is so important you're interrupting my shower?!" You start as you rip your door open; glaring at your beaming mother. "This had better be Jesus, himself. Cause this is rid-"

The words stop short as you take in the figure standing nervously in your living room.

"Hi Y/N," She greets nervously, swiping the hair from her red face.

"What are you doing here, Jenner?" Comes your icy reply, not missing the way she cringes at the use of her last name.

"Well you weren't answering" She says, dropping her guilty eyes from your hard ones

"Most people would take that as a hint" You state flatly, rolling your eyes at her "If you'll excuse me I have a graduation to get ready for, that you're not invited to"

You turn on your heel and walk towards your room once more, ignoring her calling your name from behind you.

"Wait Y/N" She begs, following you "If you'll just let me explain-"

"Don't need your bullshit explanation"

"Please lovely" She states, grabbing your arm before you have a chance to open your bedroom door. She turns you around to face her; trailing her hand from your arm to your hand; forcing her hand in yours as she tangles your fingers together. "Please?"

Her grip tightens as you go to yank your hand away.

"You have 5 minutes, Jenner"

She cringes again with the use of her last name "I hate when you do that," She admits

"4 minutes"

"I called you," She starts "A lot"

" I saw. I had nothing to say to you"

"Right" She nods, looking at your intertwined fingers "You know I love you"

"Really?" Comes your sarcastic reply "Couldn't tell,"

"I'm sorry"

"Nothing you haven't said before"

"Please"

"If this is the extent of our conversation," You tell her, untangling your fingers from hers "It's really not needed, I have a graduation to get ready for and you, I'm assuming, have a plane to catch back to Paris so-"

The rest of your sentence is cut off when she drops her knee, looking up at you with wide eyes.

"What the fuck are you doing, Jenner?!"

She ignores your question as she reaches into the body bag slung around her chest "I wanted to wait until your whole family was here but I guess we can do this now" She mumbles

"Are you serious? Don't fuck with me, Jenner"

Her shaking fingers produce a blue box, and you see her swallowing as she opens it; revealing the prettiest ring you've seen "I love you," She starts, her eyes going watery as she clears her throat "I know, I'm not the most reliable girlfriend, but I love you. I'm sorry that I let my job get in the way of you but I love you. I want life with you, I want to grow old together, to see you walk down the isle in a white dress, to have my kids, to watch our kids grow up and we become old ladies, I want us to die together; be buried right next to each other,"

The tears are pouring down her face as she takes the ring out of the box and grips your hand tightly.

"I want till death do us part; I want you,"

Her lips press against your hand as you stare at her wide eyed

"So, Y/N Y/L/N, will you do me the honor? Will you marry me?"