I Wish You Would

*Chapter 32*

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I stared in shock at the picture in front of me. It was clicked in the football stadium where I had tripped and Nathan had caught me. I was on top of him and to someone who wouldn't know what the entire situation was, we seemed to be in a..well..compromised position. Which was exactly what Jonathan was seeing right now.

"And I thought you didn't love him." Jonathan said, in a freakishly low voice. "I don't Jon! I don't! At least let me explain myself!" I said, tears creeping into my eyes now.

"You don't have to explain. I can see you are pretty cozy with him at the moment. How about you ask him for a lift home? I am sure he will oblige." Saying so, Jonathan got into his car and drove away leaving me standing there in the dust. I had no choice but to take the bus. But I didn't want to. I needed sometime to think. So I began walking.

Who must have clicked that picture? There was no one around. And why? What motive? Must be someone who wants my boyfriend. But who could be so cruel as to do something like that?

And realisation hit me like a bullet.

TIFFANY!

Anger welled up inside me in a form I never knew before. My face started heating up. I could feel it. I must have turned red because that was what I was seeing. I began running. Running to let out steam. I was unconscious to the world. My anger had made me unreceptive to anything. I was hell pissed. How dare that bitch do that to me. She wanted my man so she played such a deep and dirty trick. I was going to pay her back. That was for sure. But how? I was seething and wasn't really looking where I was going. I bumped into someone sending both of us sprawling on the ground.

"Woah Kay.. watch where you are going. You okay?" I looked up and saw Dylan massaging his butt where he had fallen down on the tarmac. I have no clue what expression I had on my face, but Dylan sure looked freaked.

"Kay! Kaylen? Say something? Are you alright? Just look at you. Damn your face is all red. Kaylen!" Dylan had his palms around my cheeks knowing that it was one of the ways to calm me down.

"Jonathan." I managed to croak out. Dylan drew me into a hug. No words. And that is when tears began cascading down my cheeks. Dylan brought me inside his house and into his room. He sat me down on the bed and just held me there while I cried away my anger.

Once I was silent, he spoke.

"Shoot."

And I told him the entire story. I watched as a bevy of emotions crossed Dylan's face and at last he settled on anger.

"It's high time I had a talk with Jonathan. He is being an absolute jerk. Nathan is my best mate and you are my best friend. He is not going to get away with hurting my girl like that." And it ended up with me trying to get Dylan to calm down.

"Enough is enough Kaylen. It's high time you dump him." Dylan growled. "No Dyl, please. I love him. I cannot dump him. I just can't. I have to fix this." I replied, forlorn.