Separated Pt.2

920 20 3
                                    


Malia's POV

It's been 3ish weeks since I left L.A and it has been rough, it's been great to be home with my family but I know Kylie is taking it hard. I can't help but feel guilty when I know the reason she's so down is because I left, I try to talk to her as much as I can but it feels like she is starting to distance herself. I've been making the others try hangout with Kylie but they hardly do anymore because Kylie has distanced herself from everyone else as well. Ruby told me about it a week ago and I'm starting to notice Kylie doing it to me now, I don't know how to help. If I go back to L.A that will just make her separation anxiety worse and then I can never leave her which will make life difficult, that doesn't mean I don't love her though. Suddenly my phone starts ringing which snaps me put of my spiral of worry for Kylie, I pick up my phone and see it's Kylie calling,

"Kylie! Hey bab-"

"It's not Kylie" A mans voice interrupts me,

"Um.. who is it then?" I say nervously,

"It's Kylies Dad" He says,

"Oh! What's up?" I say,

"Look I'll just get to the point, I am worried about Kylie" He says and I feel my heart drop,

"did something happen?" I say anxiously,

"she is very dissociative and never leaves her room, I don't know what to do" He says,

"Well I've tried going on calls but she always is busy"

"Well thats a lie, Kylie hasn't gone out in 2 weeks" He says,

"What?" I say in confusion, 

"She just sits in her room rotting all day"

"Why did no one tell me?" I ask,

"I don't know" He replies,

"Well have you tried like a therapist?" I suggest,

"She refuses to" He says,

"Damnit" I curse,

"Okay.. I was going to wait another couple weeks to suggest this but how about Kylie comes to Vancouver for a week?" I say,

"Well I was going to ask you to come back to L.A but I guess that isn't very fair, I'll let you talk to Kylie about this" he says,

"Okay well-

"DAD! GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE!" I hear Kylie yell before theres a lot of shuffling sounds,

"Kylie?" I say,

"What the- did he call you!?" She says,

"Ye-"

"What the fuck dad!" She yells,

"Kylie! Calm down!" I say,

"Sorry Malia I need to g-"

"Kylie Centrall! Talk to me!" I say,

"Ugh Malia I am busy" She groans,

"No you're not, I know you haven't been leaving your room, you lied to me" I say,

"Fuck sake" She snaps,

"Kylie for gosh sake just listen to me" I say firmly,

"I'm sorry" She quietly apologises,

"Kyles, baby, why have you been so distant from everyone?" I ask in a soft tone,

"I- I just miss you" She sighs,

"I know, I miss you too but you can still live your life" I say,

"No, I can't, you're everything Malia I- I just can't do anything with you gone" She sniffles,

Malia And Kylie OneshotsWhere stories live. Discover now