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White Noise (KIAN): ©Skiller0Dani

Part 2 of Static 

Song: Dr. Dre ft. Eminem and Skylar Grey- I Need A Doctor (Instrumental) 

Yes btw I know him and Andrea broke up years ago I just needed someone for the story and I'm not going to use Meredith. 

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~DaNi

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The hardest thing is having to let go of someone you care about. Forcing them to walk away from you when all you wanna do is hold them close because you know that they are better without you. No. Loving somebody that shouldn't love you. That's the hardest thing.

The front door shut with a gentle click and Kian sat with his hands clasped together, feeling as though nothing were right in the world. He knew ending their little affair was the right thing to do, but it didn't feel like it. It felt like all the color had left the world, and his breath felt heavier. He simply rolled onto his back and listened to the ticking of the clock as he closed his eyes. 

He was woken by the sound of heels clicking up the stairs and he sat up and trained his eyes on the door, waiting for her to open the door. Andrea pushes the door open and releases a huff as she drops her bag to the ground. 

"Hey baby." He breathes quietly, the word feeling like poison on his tongue. Just another painful reminder. He can still feel Y/N's lips on his, the skin stinging like it does when she kisses him. He trails his fingers over his lips, as Andrea snaps her fingers in his face. 

"Hello? Earth to Kian?" She asks while placing a hand on her hip. His eyes dart up to meet hers, startled by how suddenly close she's standing. He smiles and stands, pulling her into his chest. She wraps her arms around his torso and his smile fades as soon as he's out of her line of sight. 

"Sorry, not feeling well today." He says to her and she pulls back to look at him. 

"You are looking a little pale. I'll go make some soup." Andrea tells him, pecking his lips before exiting the room. His shoulders slump once she's turned the corner, and he sinks back into the bed. He scrolls through his contacts until he reaches the one he's looking for. 

Y/N 

His thumb hovers over the call button, but the image of her tear stained cheeks replays in his mind and he ends up throwing his phone across the room, laying back on his bed. He covers his eyes with his arms, every single inhale feeling like he's breathing ash. Nothing feels right anymore. But he did the right thing didn't he? Y/N's not his girlfriend, and Andrea is. He loves Andrea? Right? A single knock draws him out of his thoughts as Andrea stands in the doorway. 

"Soups ready...you okay?" She asks, eyeing his shattered phone, laying on the floor of his bedroom. 

"Yeah," He answers and Andrea leaves him alone even though she knows it's bullshit. When she receives a one word answer from him, she usually just leaves him alone because prying at him won't get Kian to open up to her. She's given up on trying. He moves down to the kitchen where Jc is standing, getting a bowl of soup for himself. He sees Kian and smiles, turning slightly. 

"Hey dude." Jc greets and Kian moves to his bowl. 

"Hey." Kian says before he grabs the soup and retreats back up the stairs, throwing a small 'thank you' towards Andrea. Jc watches as Kian exits the room, feeling the tension rolling off him in waves. He places the soup on his desk, with no intention of eating it. Everything feels fucking wrong. He doesn't feel the same as he did before. He doesn't feel alive anymore.  Andrea moves carefully into their shared bedroom, seeing the discarded soup on the desk. 

"Kian?" She asks and Kian looks to his palms, a certain ache eating at his heart. 

"I've been cheating on you." Kian says bluntly, not wanting to hide it from her. She deserves to be with someone who loves her, and Kian has realized his heart belongs to another. 

"...What...?" She says slowly, her throat closing as her mouth hangs dry. 

"For about a year. I've been cheating on you Andrea." Kian explains, and Andrea places her hand on the dresser to steady herself. 

"A year? W-With who?" She stammers, tears in her eyes. 

"Y/N." Kian explains and Andrea remains silent as she begins to pack the rest of her things. Kian stays silent, and that only makes it all hurt more for her. She's beginning to understand that her boyfriend hasn't loved her for a long time. That the bright smile he gave her every morning wasn't because of her, it was because of Y/N. His laughter, happiness, everything that makes Kian who he is, all came from Y/N. He loves her. 

"So that's it?" She cries and Kian only nods, picking at the skin by this thumb. 

"You don't care that I'm leaving you? Do you even love me?" She yells, tears running down her face and Kian stands, facing her. 

"No I don't, and Andrea I wish I did. I wish I loved you, so that we could still be okay. But I don't so I won't be selfish and let you waste your time on someone who doesn't want you. You deserve someone better then me. So don't let me be in the way of you falling in love with someone who deserves it." He tells her and she stands speechless. A lump in her throat makes it hard for her to breathe as she grabs her bag and turns down the hallway. Before she goes down the stairs she stops, and utters a phrase just loud enough for Kian to hear. 

"Go to hell you cheating prick." And she goes down the stairs, and straight out the door. 

And this time, Kian doesn't stop her.