Little miss not so perfect.

51 cards

3rd person POV

Kylie packs up her room and says her goodbyes to her friends. She was fueled with pure rage. Rage for her mom, rage for her life, and rage for how the deck was constantly stacked in the deck of her life.

Out of everything in Kylie's life, 51 cards were always pushing her further to the bottom of the deck. As the magician of fate shuffled the cards, with some slight of hand she always ended on the bottom.

Kylie and James had been inseparable. Although James had been in and out of the hospital a lot more often. His cancer had been getting worse and worse. But all good things must come to an end.

James died 1 month after Trent broke the news to Kylie.

~Flashback~

James has been in the hospital when he passed out while taking a shower.

The doctors told Kylie that James had 3 weeks to live if he was lucky. The melanoma had invaded further into his brain and started to effect his basic motor skills and his speech. He couldn't walk, talk, and he could barely breathe. Kylie stopped crying because she was going to lose her first love, but now because of how confused and hurt James is right now. He often winced in pain when she would peck him on the cheek or even talked above a whisper.

A week and four days passed and James finally slipped into the never ending abyss of death.

Kylie got a the fateful call at 3am letting her know that James had passed. Before she even thought about crying, Kylie raced to the hospital and when she saw how peaceful he looked with his eyes closed and all the tubes detached. He was no longer entangled in the endless amount of wires and tubes going in and out of his body. He was like he was when she first saw him. She immediately needed to meet him. She knew she was going to love him before she even got a good look at his face and now as she looks at his relaxed features, she knew she was right.

James was Kylie's first love. She wanted everything and more for him.

An odd feeling came over Kylie as she took him in. She didn't feel like crying. She felt like smiling. Even though all she wanted to do was hug and kiss him one more time and tell him she loved him, she knew that wasn't an option. She had to settle for what she had and that was 5 months of uninterrupted love.

She knew that James had never wanted to see Kylie cry. He had never wanted to inflict pain onto Kylie as David did. James always strived to make her smile. He achieved success 99% of the time and the one time she cried because of him, he felt so awful.

He constantly told her while he was in the hospital that when he died, he wanted her to move home and take care of her sister. James could tell he was going to die within a week or two. He knew he wouldn't be able to last the 3 week estimate.

At James' funeral, Kylie gave a eulogy. In it she said,

"Ever since I was a child I had always wanted to meet a person like James. A person who makes me happy. He was exactly what I needed in my life. During my childhood my life was nothing. All my life I was a second choice. I was unloved by people who were supposed to show me unconditional love. And then James came along. A total stranger loved me. He had no obligations to me but he made my life better then it has ever been. James came along and made my life better then it had ever been. I want to thank Linda and Greg for giving birth to such an amazing person. I loved him so much and so did everyone who ever came across him."

She barely made it through it she was crying so hard. After the burial, everyone came up to Kylie and hugged her. People could feel her pain and her love.

~end of flash back~

As Kylie hoped on the train and put in her headphones.

Trent sits down next to her and takes her in a hug. Kylie tenses up and clears her throat awkwardly. Trent gets the memo and let's her go.

Ever sense James died, Kylie had been really angry. All she ever does is think about him. He is on her mind 24/7. His smile, he laugh, everything about his was permanently etched into her brain. Like a etch-a-sketch nailed to a table. Unshakeable. Just like her anger.

Kylie understands while she is angry. She doesn't want to be angry but she can't help it.

James was the most amazing person she had ever met and the rug was pulled out from under her. She had genuine happiness for those short 5 months. Now she had pain. And that is all she had.

Kylie now lives for sleeping. Her dreams no longer consist of nightmares of David. But now consist of James. He is involved in every dream of hers in some way.

She misses him more then she has ever missed someone in her life.

But now she's coming home. And she's going to wreck some shit.

~*~

Hey guys!! Hope you like this chapter. It made me cry while I was writing it. But hopefully you guys are a little less wimpy than I am. This chapter just sort of flowed out of me. I didn't really think while I was writing until I looked back at it. It was really funny that when I was writing the eulogy I was crying. But whatever haha. Let me know what you think!