Chp. 12: Burning Anger

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Stood there in all his glory, taller and built, was Spot Conlon. 

"It's me," 

Kenny squinted her eyes, leaning a little forward. Suddenly, her eyes flashed in anger and she raised her hand, slapping him straight across the face. 

He rubbed his cheek, recovering. "Punchin' ain't your thing anymore?" 

"How dare you!? Do you have any idea what you have put me through, you insufferable bastard!?" She slaps him once more. "Four long years of weeping, and you have the audacity to come to my door, and say 'it's me?!" 

Holding his cheek still, he said: "I know I got some explainin'--" 

"I cried, and didn't stop crying. Do you know how painful it was, knowing you were never going to come back? Thinking the love of my entire life was gone, and I could do nothing about it!? Four agonizing years, trying to forget you," She said with emotion dripping from her voice. 

"Kenny, I am so sorry--" 

"No, you aren't. You cannot leave me to emotionally die for four years and expect to come back with it all mended." 

"I know, I know," 

"Then you know I do not love you anymore," She said. "I have moved on with my life, even though it took a while to forget what we had." 

She ignored the hurt in his eyes, and tried to shut the door. 

"Wait," He said. "I, I need a place to stay," 

Kendall was taken aback. "You came to me, after I grieve over your 'death', and the reason you come is because you want me to shelter you?" 

"I'm on tha run, and this is the perfect hidin' place," 

She pushed away the feeling of despair that he did not come back for her, but came for her house to escape whatever it was he was running from. 

She pursed her lips. "Fine, but do not speak to me at all." 

He stepped inside, looking at the extremely large interior in front of him. 

"Ya live by you'self in this?" 

"What did I just tell you?" She snapped. "For your information, no, my family is on vacation. They will be back in a week, and my fiance will return most likely beforehand," 

"What happened to ya voice?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "Wait, fiance?" 

"Did you ignore the part where I said I had moved on with my life? I am twenty years old, and I have been engaged for two years now," 

"Kenny, I know what I did--" 

"Do not waste your breath on things I don't wish to hear," She said. "I will show you where you can stay until my family returns and when they do, you will be gone and never to be seen again." 

He remained silent as she led him up the stairs, many curse words floating around in her head. 

"Until they return, you can stay here," She flatly says, gesturing to the door of the room next to hers. 

"Thanks--" 

She flipped him off, quite unladylike, and walked away. He watched her walk, her dress lifted up to avoid tripping over her feet, down the stairs. 

He rubbed the back of his neck, walking into the room. 

Downstairs, she pinched herself. Surely, this was a tea-caused hallucination. She decided to go to sleep, and hopefully, she will wake up, and everything will be normal. 

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She stretched her legs while sitting on her bed, and looked out the window. She was in her silky slip dress, and walked downstairs. She craved honey tea. 

"Gah!" She gasped when she saw Spot sitting on the couch. He looked her up and down, an eyebrow raised in amusement. 

"Why are you here?" 

"I told ya, I need a place to--" 

"No, why are you real? Why wasn't this a dream? Oh, what have I gotten myself into? Eric will be returning any day now, and then the family, and I will have to explain to them why you resurrected and--" 

"Is talking to you'self a regula' thing?" 

"No, of course not. Maybe. What did I tell you about talking to me? Feet off the table!" She pushed his bare feet off the glass coffee table. 

"Wow, they changed ya," 

"The only thing that has changed is my maturity," She says with gritted teeth. "I cannot say the same about you," 

"What's immature about whatcha see?" 

"Telling everyone you're dead? Very mature. Very nice too, your significant other really appreciated that one, you bastard," She snarled. 

"I can sense you's a little upset--" 

"A little?!" She snapped. "Okay, let me ask you a question. WHERE IS YOUR BRAIN?! You are actually telling yourself that shattering my soul by 'dying' is an acceptable thing? I do not think you fathom what I went through," 

"What about what I went through, huh!? Don't ya think I missed you too!?" 

"THEN COME THE HELL BACK, SPOT!" She pushes him, and he looks at her. 

He lunges for her, trying to get a hold of her so he can pin her down. She, of course, being too smart, ducks his grab. She takes his arm, twists it around behind his back, and holds him against her. 

Smirking, he looks at her. "There's the Kenny inside ya," 

She rolls her eyes, and pushes him away from her. She blushes a bit when she realizes she is in her underwear, but confidently makes her way up the stairs and to her room. 

She locks the door, and stares at her reflection in the mirror. She kicks the wall and lets out a frustrated groan. 

"Eric, I need you more than ever," She says to herself. 

Spot was walking back upstairs to try and apologize for being a bastard, and stops at her door. He raises his hand to knock, but hears a slam, probably Kenny kicking something. 

"Ughghuhgu!" He hears. Then, there's a pause. "Eric, I need you more than ever," 

His hand slowly returns to his side. He hears shuffling, probably her getting decent for the day. He backs away from the door, and turns to go to his room. 

Kendall dresses herself completely, and opens the door. She hears the door next to her close, meaning Spot had gone back into his room. Good, she thought, stay as far as possible. 

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Spot had, thank God, left her alone for the most of the week. 

One night, she heard a bird chirping outside her window. She lay in her slip dress, trying to fall asleep, but to no prevail. Her body called her to get up, and tip-toe to the neighboring room. 

The call was so strong, she almost gave in. 

But, her heart's burning anger and hate it felt for Spot was stronger. 

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im so upset about these chapters ;( does anyone else hate spot rn bc i do 

more to come soon though!! 

xx



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