Chapter 2

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Malia's Pov

I have been writing a story about my life so you know when I do big and better things and get older, I can look back on my life. Nostalgia to me is honestly the best feeling but I don't think it'll be happy for me this time. I mean, God is my life fucked up right now.

I text Lacey if she wants to meet up at the park so I can get some fresh air. She replies with a yes so I get my jacket on and shoes. I look at my phone and notice the date is June 24th. Shit, tomorrow's Kylie's birthday. God it just makes me feel worse.

Instagram DM's! I can text her! But if I have Kylie on Insta and she could've texted me that whole time, why didn't she? Is texting her worth it then? I shake my head, getting them thoughts back to sleep so I can try to enjoy my day before crying myself to sleep thinking about Kylie. There's just one thought that is awake and keeps me awake : Should I be with Lacey or Kylie?

Lacey is really sweet towards me, she hasn't made me upset or broken up with me since December. I've been with her longer than I have ever been with Kylie. It's kind of sad on Lacey that I don't feel what I felt with Kylie towards her. Yeah I only knew Kylie for like 3 months but it feels different. Kylie made me feel like I was special. The way I could tell her all my problems and she'd never even think of laughing is something I don't think I have with Lacey.

The truth that I guess I haven't said is that I need Kylie. Life without her just seems bland and God knows how I've been coping for 6 months. Being with Lacey, to be honest and I'm sorry, is good because I'm with someone. Lacey loves me, I know that but even though I said it on text, I didn't really mean it. It's clear that Kylie has forgot about me because she's not been texting me. I mean I only want what Kylie wants so if she wants to ignore me then, fine. Yes, I know I seem bipolar right now but I don't know what to feel right now. One minute I could be smiling, the next minute I could be having a breakdown but how can you blame me with the shit I've been put through? I had a fucking abortion, got cheated on as well, got my heart broken and my dad fucking hurt me and left me! So yeah, don't you fucking blame me for not having my life sorted!

Kylie's Pov

I sit on my bed, a bottle in my hand, thinking about what I should do whilst being bored to death. Ruby said she was going to have a party anyways to say Happy birthday to me early, but I already said I'm not going. Now that I think about it, a party will really make me happy, well I think it will. I change my clothes and text Matt, asking him to pick me up and drive me there since my mum doesn't trust me to drive anymore. Which is sad because she thinks I'll crash it if I get mad again, which won't happen. But you know, I'm kind of drunk. Kind of. I think. I mean, I do have a half finished bottle in my hand. I'm fine. :)
I get into his car and he drives to Ruby's. He looks at me and opens his mouth.

"Kylie, are you drunk already?" He asks me.

"Nope." I say. He raises his eyebrow.

"Are you lying?" He asks me.

"Yes." I reply and smile slightly. He chuckles, then his smile drops. He places his hand on mine and rubs circles on my thumb.

"Come on, Kylie. You know you shouldn't be drinking and this- this party, coming to it is not good. Especially when you have prob-" He says and bites his lip. He stops and starts speaking again. I look down. "Just, please don't go to this party. I'll drive you back."

"No, Matt please. Please, I need to get everything off my mind. This will really help that, please." I say and put my hand on his thigh, travelling in between. He clears his throat as he looks down at my hand.

"God, Kylie look at how drunk you are! You can't do this. I'm not letting you ruin yourself even more. I know that you're not over Malia so please don't mess yourself up more and drink again." He says to me. I turn my head to the window and look outside, my eyes filled with water. He turns the car around and drives me back to my house. He stops in front of my house and I get out of his car, mad. I just wanted something to help me with everything that's going on! Why can't anyone see that?!

After he leaves, I set off and walk it to Ruby's house. Yeah, I sound crazy but come on, what's a birthday party without the birthday girl?

I get to the house and walk in. I see Ruby and she runs over to me, hugging me. She puts her arm in mine and takes me to the living room where Peder, Joshua, Morgan and Tristan were. Matt came and sat down then looked at me shocked. I sit down on his lap.

"Kylie, I sent you home for a reason." He whispers in my ear, his hands on my waist. I giggle.

"Why would I not come to my own birthday party?" I say and stretch my arms out from being tired. He rests his chin on my shoulder.

"Guys we should definitely play a game." Joshua insists after taking a sip of his drink. Peder agrees and so does everyone else. There's just something missing in this party. It seems bland. Right. It's Malia. She's missing.

Whatever. She's gone and I have to somehow live with that. I mean I have so far, to be honest, I don't know where she even moved. Was it Utah? California? I don't know. It doesn't matter anyways, I'm not her girlfriend anymore. Not my problem, right?

"Hey Kylie, I'm just gonna go to the bathroom really quickly." Matt says and I get off his lap. He gets up and goes upstairs. God, why are you thinking of this? He'll never do it right? I mean there's nothing there right, yet you just sat on his lap and tried to touch his dick earlier? What is going on with you Kylie?!

I go upstairs and wait outside of the bathroom for him. He comes outside and sees me sitting on the stairs. I look up at him and smirk.

"You okay, Kyls? You need something?" He asks me, pulling his jeans up. I stand up and go closer to him. I nod and look at his lips, my fingers piercing through his belt loops. I kiss him deeply and bring him closer. Soon, we end up in the bedroom...









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