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-kendalls pov-

" its not that.." i said " you dont get it.." i said scuffing " how dont i get it?"she asked a little offended" you weren't completely exposed" i said

cara slid off the bed and walked out of the bed room

i faced forward with my face in my hands i basicly had a sex tape out..i could see all the 'Kardashian sex tape' jokes ..

i thought about all the pictures and how that experience and memory wasnt ours any more it wasnt a positive one like it should have been, they stole the ability for us to think back and smile remembering the event like we intended.

thinking about everything made my thoughts heavy and stress full witch made me cry even more..cara was pissed off for what ever reason

couldn't she get that she wasnt even naked? not only was i fully naked but every one now saw my body reacting to cara and my facial expressions..

the more i thought about everything the worst it got...

i was misally stressed out and sad about something that usually makes my day, if the camreas weren't there..

i sat in bed for a long time thinking about everything

like a really long time i looked at the clock..

3:45 AM

i could put two and two together...

cara wasnt in the apartment, she must have left there was no noise in the apartment

it was silent..

i hated silence

at times like this it was almost dangerous, maddening

my head was so loud with thoughts of the pictures, what everyone would think, what every one would do..what i would do, how people would look at us, how this would effect our careers..

it seemed like i didnt have room in my head to worry about cara...but that didnt stop my brain from over loading it self

was she okay?

where did she go?

who was she with?

why did she leave?

when would she be back?

was she waiting for something?

was she overwhelmed by marriage

thses questions plus's millions more reeled through my mind as i layed on our bed looking at the ceiling..

some times tears would stream down my cheeks,  i couldn't relay on cara to wipe them like she usually dose then fix my sadness with her raspy British accent. beacuse she wasnt here. no she left beacuse leaving our apartment in the middle of the night was better then staying and dealing with my emotional crying..

i eventually cried myself dry and fell asleep in the prossece

i woke up with the harsh sun on my face my cheeks were sensitive from last night me constant wiping them

i had a headache...

i dont cry alot but when i do its alot ..it always gives me hangover results..

but my headache soon seemed like a tiny pinch ..

cara.

i looked to my left she wasnt in bed, she didnt come home

i sat up looking around i was soon filled with rage disappointment fear ect. still i felt like i could weakly sob at any second

as sweet as CAKE - kendal-  cara-Donde viven las historias. Descúbrelo ahora