You're Different J.C - K.L (Jian)

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- Jc

I didnt get to ask him! In the video! He wanted to do a skit and I wanted to just do a sit down series. I was going to ask him a very important question.

A very important one. Ding my phone went off again. Kian has been curious about them because I've been hiding them. I can tell it's hurting him a bit. I can't tell him though.

It's not bad. I'm scared he's going to think the worse.

I checked it and saw it was David, the wedding planner.

David : Hey J when do you exactly want to have the wedding and how? :)

Jc : well I would like to have it in the next month or two. I know he's thinking the worse and I still have to ask him on camera. I forgot the box whenever we filmed. I will ask him today if he wants to film.

David : thats alright! Well take your time and just contact me whenever you are ready, you already know how its going to happen :) I'm so happy for y'all!

Jc : thank you David, for everything. I sure will.

"Oh baby boy" I call setting my phone on the bed and heading out to find him. "Baby do you want to film" I ask rocking on both my feet, standing in the middle of the hall way with my hands together.

No response. What? "Babe?" I call out and still no repsonse. I turn and rush into his room but stop at the door frame to see everything a mess.

His dresser was knocked over and his clothes were pulled out. His mattress was side ways, when did this happen?

"Kian?!" I shout checking everywhere. No sign.

I rush to my room and picked up my phone shaking like crazy. I immediately call him.

It rings. It rings. I hear ringing. I got toward where it was and saw Kians phone, on the floor with my contact name under 'dick'

"No no no" I start crying picking it up. I ended the call, where is he?! This is all my fault. I need to find him.

I put both our phones in my pocket and slide my shoes on as quick as I could. I go toward the door.

This is bad, the tears won't stop like always. I dont know where he is.

- Kian

"Dick ass Jc Caylen fucker" I mumbled to myself downing another sip of vodka. I had bottles tumbled over bottles, half drunken of course.

My vision is blurry but I can hear and think perfectly fine. I'm over this shit, I was nothing but a best friend to him. A best friend he used.

He used me. For some guy named David. Jc and David? NO Kian and Jc.

I'm not overreacting this is reality. We were nothing but best friends with benefits. Stupidest thing I ever did.

I thought he cared. I knew he did but now I know I was wrong.

I'm tired of hurting because of him he's hurting me and its all his fault. He's just breaking my heart with each word he speaks.

How and when did he even find David?! And who names their kid David? WHO?!!! I'm pissed.

Sad.

And broken.

Jc just used me. Thats all he did.

I'm tired of it. I'd rather had been raped to death or shot. This hurts more. I loved him.

"I loved him" I mumble with the bottle on my lips, downing another huge gulp. I'm soon going to fall asleep and not wake up.

I bet its what Jc wants huh? Fucking cheating ass. "I HATE YOU JUSTIN CAYLEN" I shout, not caring who heard me. No one will, I'm under a rock.

"I hate you with everything I have" I say lower, feeling my heart break the last time.

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