Quick Authors Note:
Yo guys! So 2 things:
1. If you have any connections to help me get a Kian follow, PLEASE HELP ME.
2. If you have a ship name for Kian and I, leave it in the comments!
So, on with the story!
Love you guys!
Kian's POV:
As Chey was on the phone with her mom, her face went pale.
Like she saw a ghost.
But a ghost with demon eyes, mixed with her worst nightmare.
Yeah. She seems petrified.
A while later, we're all watching a movie, and Chey was being super quite. She normally talks trash about the decisions made, and stuff like that. But she was just.....sitting there.
"Here, come with me." I say, and grab her hand. "Ugh, Kian, where are we going!?" "Just follow me."
I take her out to the hallway, and sit her down on the ground.
"What are we doing out here!? We are missing the movie!" She stomps her foot.
"What's bothering you? You're not acting like yourself." I say, looking at her.
"Maybe I've been acting this whole time." Cheyenne spits back.
Chey's POV:
I have to make Kian hate me....it's the only way to end this....I can't just dump him...or do anything wrong.
I just need him to hate him.
I get up, and run down the hallway.
"CHEY!" Kian yells.
I get in the elevator, and it closes just as Kian reaches it. "I'm sorry..." I whisper. My voice cracking. My lip quivers, and I bite it. I just look up and sigh.
I'm just wondering around the hotel, and soon find myself in an empty room. I sit down on one of the couches. I stare at the ceiling, and I just wanna kill my self.
I can't stand being away from Kian....and knowing that when I go home....I won't be able to see him anymore....it kills me.
I can't move out, I have school to finish. I'm not running away, and my flight back to LA is in 4 days.
4 days.
That's all I have left with Kian.
I suck up my nose (that thing you do when it's running, you get it), and curl up. I place my head on my knees, and bawl.
I cant....I can't go home.
I need to. But I can't.
Because I can't lose Kian.
"Cheyenne?......are you okay?"
The last person I want to see. Grayson.
I shake my head, and don't say a word. I feel him sit next to me, and he pulls me into a hug.
"Look, I know you're upset, and I don't need to know why. But it'll all be okay"
Oh how I wish that was true.
