When We Meet Again (Kiani)

Twenty Five

jordan

After Reg was done I was left in the break room in a puddle of my own tears and his bodily fluids.

'hey, fucktard. you have to get Will back.' the voice chimed in.

I shook my head slowly, "I don't deserve him."

'and he doesn't deserve you either. you're both fuck ups who need each other.' it pointed out.

"what if when he finds out hat happened or what happens to me he leaves?" I asked and wiped my eyes.

'you've gotta try'

I nodded and stood up slowly. I hurt all over and felt sick to my stomach. Even though this has been happening constantly over the past two years I can't seem to get used to it.

I pulled out my phone and dialled his number. Surprisingly he picked up.

"Will? I'm really sorry, I'm in a bad place and I really need your help. I'll explain everything. Please come get me." I cried into the receiver.

there was a pause.

"I'll be there in ten."