Avery's POV
We walked into the local Yogurt Land, and got in the long line. "Your really not mad?" I asked Kian.
"Avery, I'm upset that you danced with another guy, but other than that..." Wait what? He was the one who left me.. I decided that dropping it would be better.
I got some cake batter yogurt, and walked over to the toppings. "Woah, that's a lot of cookie dough!" Jc laughed.
"Haha. Yeah, that's my favorite topping." I slightly smiled.
"Hey, you okay?" He rubbed my back.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied through my teeth. "By the way, thanks!" I tried changing the subject.
"For what?" He laughed, putting some chocolate sauce on his fro yo.
"Um, saving me. I was sure I was, gonna you know." I explained. His smile dropped somewhat.
"It's no biggy!" He side hugged me. I smiled, and held out a 10 to the cashier. We thanked her, and headed outside. We sat at a table by the window.
"So, how's things with Lia?" I smirked, taking a bite of my yogurt.
"Amazing. She actually let me make out with her!" He was ecstatic. I rolled my eyes. "But, I think I love her. Ya know? She just makes me..."
"Happy?" I finished his sentence. He chuckled and nodded. "That's good. I wish I had something like that." I sighed.
"Where is Kian, by the way?" He looked puzzled.
"Oh, um. I'll go check." I got up and walked into the small shop again. It was almost empty, only 2 people stood by the counter. The man put a piece of the girls hair behind her ear, leaning in.
As their lips touched, I felt something in me break, and something else snap. "Kian?!" I whimpered.
He kissed her a little more, then looked up. "Avery!" His eyes read me, I knew what I looked like, I looked broken. But no, I'm not gonna let him see me like this.
"Goodbye." I turned on my heel, and stormed out to Jc.
"Hey, what's the-" Jc was cut off by the door swinging open.
"Avery. Avery, babe." Kian grabbed me.
"Get your fithy hand off me." I spat at him.
"Baby girl, your not seriously mad?" He pulled me to him. I shoved off of him.
"Why wouldn't I be, Kian?" I felt my anger bubbling.
"Because, we aren't really together." He rubbed the back of his neck. The anger vanished, and I truly felt broken.
"But, but." I was lost for words.
"But what, Avery? I don't do relationships, they aren't worth the struggle, you aren't worth the struggle." He said, furrowing his eyebrows.
I blinked. "You aren't worth the struggle." Kept playing in my head. "I..."
"Holy shit!" Jc said, standing up. My eyes watered, "You aren't worth the struggle. You aren't worth the struggle. You aren't worth it. You.. aren't... worth... it."
"Ok.. U-umm." I thought about it for a second. "So, I'm not aloud to get mad, but you are?"
"It's totally different. You almost fucked, Cam." He laughed coldly.
"No, I was almost RAPED by him." I yelled, poking his chest.
"And who's fault is that?!" He smirked, looking proud of his insult.
"YOURS, YOU ASS!" I screamed this time. "Mr. I won't leave you, I swear. But noooo, the second I wouldn't put out, you went to some other girl. Well, I'm sorry, I'm not ready for that, I'm sorry that Cam physically assaulted me, while you got some, I'm sorry I'm not worth all the stress. I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry, for being a fuck up. I'm sorry." By the end, I was on the ground. Someone wrapped his arms around me. I don't usually swear but.
"Hey, hey, hey." Jc soothed me.
"Just, I need to call Jean." I picked myself up, and grabbed my phone. I dialed Jeanelle.
"Hey." She said.
"Hi, can you come pick me up? I'm at Yogurt Land." I sniffed.
"I'll be there in 5." Then the line went dead.
"Avery I'm..." Kian stopped.
"I get it. Have fun, I'll see you later." I wiped my eyes.
"I'm sorry." He tried to hug me, for a split second I sucked in his scent, then pushed him away.
"Kian, I don't want to put any extra stress on you, I'm not worth that." A tear ran down my cheek as Jean pulled up. I got in the car silently. "Please drive."
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The Kian Effect [Completed]
FanfictionIn which a young girl is thrown into a whirlwind of trouble when she gets involved with the town's bad boy. © sarah Disclaimer: I wrote this shit when I was legit 11 years old! It's complete trash and I'm super sorry about that. Please go easy on me...