So it was sorted. I was leaving for a part of America that I had never even been to yet: Baltimore.
The past week I hadn't spoken to any of my supposed 'friends'. I hadn't bothered to try and speak to anyone and apparently I hadn't crossed any of theirs either.
I did, however, send Zack a text. I explained how sorry I was for ruining our first date and how I wasn't thinking straight. I confessed to being a bitch and I told him that I wanted to explain the situation face to face. But he didn't reply.
I was slightly disappointed that Zack didn't try to talk to me, but I guessed he was still pretty pissed. I don't blame him, I would be too if the situation was reversed. Still, would've been nice for him to hear me out.
Yeah I guess it was wrong for me to go to the party, but that was my own decision and I dealt with the minor consequences. Blake was just checking up on me, in a friendly way. If he would've just let me explain that, we did not hook up or anything, so what was the deal?
I needed to apologise for ruining his- our- date. That was really shitty of me. I couldn't flush the guilt out of me at all. I felt like a terrible human. I hurt him, and it sucked that I couldn't set things right.
Dave, the boys' head of security was already at my place. He had packed and was just waiting for me. He had told me to take my time.
This had actually taken a lot more planning than I had expected. Dave had to take me to the vets to get Rogue some more shots that she needed. It had been a while since she had been on a plane, especially to the States, so she had to just have a check up.
Everything was just about in order so we had nothing to worry about.
I was just packing my final last bits and bobs. I had one of my dad's old shirts on, coming down to my knees. My hair was thrown up in a messy bun and I was cozy in my fuzzy socks. I was singing carelessly to an old Olly Murs song, Troublemaker.
I just had my hand luggage left to pack. I had one suitcase that had been ready all week. I gathered my laptop, chargers, a book and my ipod and arranged them in my bag. I really wasn't looking forward to the journey, I liked travelling but not long distance like this. We had a changeover at Washington which just made me want to curl up into a ball and wither away.
As soon as I was finished I showered and I got changed into my comfy flying outfit. I put on my comfiest leggings and a tank top, I wore my old 'hemmo' netball hoodie and slipped on some white converse. I dried my hair and let it flow naturally by my shoulders.
Rogue was laying on my bed, sprawled on her back with her legs flopped. I grinned at the sight. She looked so comfy.
I snapped a photo and tweeted it with the caption: 'I don't think she wants to leave.'
I almost immediately got a retweet from Ashton and a tweet from Luke, saying '@KaylaHemmo Have a safe flight sis:-) xx'
I giggled and retweeted it, exiting the app.
"Rogue!" I called. She freaked out and rolled off my bed, regaining and looking at me expectantly.
"Ready to go girl?" I asked, in which she responded with her usual excitement, her tail going haywire and running out of the room carrying on downstairs.
I lugged my stuff downstairs to meet Dave again, and he took my stuff outside to the taxi. I let Rogue out for a last wee in the garden before locking the house up securely.
As I was walking down the porch, with Rogue's lead in my hand, I saw Zack walk up the driveway around the parked taxi cab.
He suddenly looked panicked. "Kayla? What's going on? I saw your tweet."
Of course he only cares because I'm leaving.
I looked at him with a cold stare. "Well, Zack. It's seems as though I'm leaving?" I commented sarcastically. "Why are you here? I presume it's not to hear me out?"
"I need to hear you out, before you go at least."
"And you've waited until now to do that?" I tapped my foot dramatically and folded my arms across my chest.
"Kayla look I'm a jerk I know, I'm sorr-"
I cut him off. "No Zack. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I ruined our first date and I honestly was looking forward to it so much, so spend time with you and become even closer to you. But you know what? Blake was checking up on me. We didn't hook up. He was being a friend. But I'm done here, you only cared because I was leaving. So, now I'm leaving."
"How long are you going for?" I didn't reply, I walked over to the taxi cab with tears pricking my eyes. I honestly didn't know when I'd be back. I wasn't intending a long trip, but what exactly was left for me here? I had no one apart from Zack, and thanks to my big mouth we weren't on good terms.
"Kayla please, don't do this." I pulled the taxi door open and Rogue jumped inside and sat in the middle seat because Dave was sat on the far end seat.
"Why?"
I clenched my jaw and sat in the taxi cab. I turned to looked at him and reached for the door to slam it shut.
"Because one of the members in 'that shitty band' needs me." I spat, tears running down my face. I slammed the door shut and buckled up.
I nodded to the taxi guy. "Drive."
I concentrated on steadying my breathing for the entire ride to the airport. The drive went faster than expected, but I didn't complain. The sooner this journey was over, the better.
We went through the airport and said goodbye to Rogue for the first flight. They put her in a travel cage and we parted ways, to see each other on the other side of the ocean.
We went through the motions, me not really being bothered about anything. We boarded with no complications and I settled down in my second-class seat with Dave next to me. He insisted that I have the window seat. I thanked him and we waited until we got up into the air before we sparked a proper conversation.
I quietly said goodbye to England in the back of my mind before I spoke up.
"So how was the family? In between sorting things out for me of course." I enquired politely.
He grinned. "They're great! The kids are getting on well, already got tired of me being home though!" He chuckled fondly at the memory of his kids.
We had a lovely conversation and I learnt lots about his family and how they're all super busy and active.
Our conversation came to an end though and I plugged my headphones in, preparing myself for a long flight.
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this is just a filler chapter, i was gonna carry on until they got there, but im too tired.
ive got a halloween party tomorrow and im excited to just have a party and forget about everything thats stressing me out right now
ive got work early on sunday morning though so im going to regret it so much omg
yesterday i updated my new michael sister story so check that out!
theres a hint in this chapter about whats going to happen next, its pretty obvious but what do you thinks gonna happen?
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