The Cliché Elevator Break: Part Seven

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please remember these are imagines about Caspar, so I'm not going into detail with Kenzie X you. thanks for understanding xx

you cried, and cried, and even cried some more. so much crying. you hadn't really cried since your mothers death, and every time you felt like crying and didn't.. Now was the time.

you and Kenzie sat in your apartment talking about about her, and her cancer. You now know Kenzie has stage 3, ovary cancer. they said that it might spread, since it's massive already. She may never have children, or even live to long enough to have them.

"Y/N?"
You snap out of your thoughts and see Kenzie staring at you with glazed over eyes and puffy cheeks. She didn't look sick, but she was in pain. You blamed yourself for this. Why hadn't you asked her earlier on what was wrong with her? She obviously hadn't been herself, yet you were being so selfish and hadn't thought about anyone but yourself.

You rub your tears away that had cascaded onto your nose and cheeks, and began speaking to Kenzie in a frail voice.

"Kenzie what are we going to do? I can't loose you, You SAID YOU WOULD ALWAYS BE THERE FOR ME!" I bagan shouting for no reason. Like something had snapped, like a button that was waiting to be pushed.

"But I have been there for you, Y/N. A lot, everyday and every night, I was there. But now you NEED to be there for me.. Please.." Kenzie didn't dare to look up at you. She was so quiet and looked so disappointed. You couldn't stand this anymore, you needed to clear your head. You rise from the sofa and walk towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Kenz says in a louder voice rising from the sofa as well.

"Anywhere but here." You sounded mean and harsh, but you needed to leave.

She was quiet for a moment, then you see her clench her fists and jaw. "Y/N I NEED YOU!! I'm sorry THAT THIS HAPPENING BUT ITS NOT MY FAULT! I tHOUGHT YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND, AND BE THERE FOR ME. BUT I GUESS I WAS WRONG. REALLY WRONG." Kenzie was screaming now and sobbing at the same time. Shaking and stuttering too.

The words hurt you, but they were true. You didn't say anything. You just stared at Kenzie, her sobbing made you tense and you wanted to hug her and hush her to stop. Comfort her.

"I really thought I knew you. My best friend of what, 20 years?? is now completely different than what I had thought. I don't know what happened to the loving and caring Y/N that helped me get over my stupid boyfriends or when our cat Fitz died, but I want her back. I NEED her." Her face was filled with hurt and disgust. She was pacing back and forth, throwing her hands around and becoming more and more angry.

"Your right, I want her back too. But Kenzie... I don't know how. I don't know where she went. I can't do this. I just can't go through this again.. I'm so-o so-orry." You began tearing up but before she could see, you run out the door of your own apartment and began sprinting down the hall. You were Wiping tears too, but it was so no use since new ones replaced the old. You stop in front of the elevator and began furiously punching the down arrow.

"Come on!! Open up you piece of junk!" You hollered, You didn't care if the neighbors came out and yelled. You tried and tired but the elevator wasn't opening. You slide your body down the wall next to it and sat with your knees to your chest.

Why bother? Why not just stay here and cry? It would be better than anything I would have done.

It felt like ages you sat there, crying and feeling sorry for yourself. Your face was now stinging from all the crying. Your eyes were so tired, and your body was shaking harder than ever before.

Then the elevator door opened, you jolted a little bit from the sound but don't dare to look who it is. You must look like an absolute wreck and no one needs to see that.

"Y/N?" You hear, a thick British accent say.

They knell down beside you and decide to sit down. You are now touching shoulders and a chill goes through your already shaking body.

"I know you're not so I'm not even going to ask if you are okay cause that would be completely pointless; so, what's wrong?"

You look over to see the very concerned Joe Sugg.

Sorry this kindof sucked but I felt bad for not updating in a while.

NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE ABOUT YOU AND CASPAR SORRY LOVES

much love xx

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