An Unexpected Love {Editing}

Chapter 23

London Above 

Hunter's POV
I follow Kenzie as she goes to the front door. "LONDON?!?" She yells as she sees who's at the door. "Hey. I'm here to see Brandon." She smiles looking around. "I heard my name?"Brandon asks running down the stairs. He stops when he sees London. "Slut." He mumbles walking back upstairs. "Brandon!!" She smiles pushing Kenz out of the way and running after him. I roll my eyes and sigh. "Get away from me." Brandon mumbles walking back downstairs trying to get away from her. "But baby." She starts. "Look before you go on, you can get your ugly face out of here. Nobody wants you here. Obviously Brandon isn't your type. Brandon doesn't date sluts." Mackenzie smirks. "But he dated you so I guess he does." She smiles. "Yeah cause I hook up with every guy I lay eyes on." Kenzie says sarcastically. London gets all up in her face. "You're the slut. Should I bring up the story of Ben?" She asks pushing Kenzie back. Kenzie immediately shuts up. "Exactly." London snickers. She pushes Kenzie to the floor. I run to her side. "You ok?" I ask. She sighs and nods. "Kenz..." I start. "I'm fine!" She mumbles running upstairs and slamming her bedroom door. "Get out!" I yell. She looks over at me and smiles. "Aww. She left. Might as well tell you the story." London smiles. I look at her curiously but put my curiosity to the side."GET OUT!" I yell. She gets startled but stays. "LONDON!" I yell. She rolls her eyes at me and snickers. I walk up to her with my hands balled up into fists. "Get out." I say very silently. She rolls her eyes again. I grab her shirt and pick her up by it. "I said get out!" I say getting really mad. I put her down and she runs out of the house. Brandon looks at me and laughs. "That works every time." He says patting my back. I wait a couple minutes to cool off before running upstairs and into Kenzie's room. She was sitting on her bed curled up into a ball. "Kenz?" I ask. She sniffles and looks up at me, her mascara running due to tears. I sit next to her and pull her into a hug. "Did you hear the story?" She asks. "No." I say looking at her confused. "Look. I'm going to tell you. And you might not want to be with me after I tell you but I totally respect your choice." She says. I look at her more confused than ever. She sighs and starts telling me the story. "A couple years ago I was hanging out with a guy I thought was my best friend. I thought he was the best guy in the world. He invited me over one day. His parents weren't home. I fell asleep on his bed. The story in full detail is hard to explain. So here it is broken down. My best friend raped me." She says. I look at her in disbelief. She starts crying harder. "Kenzie." I say pulling her into a hug. "I guess you want to break up with me and leave." I sigh. "Kenzie!" I complain. "Bye Hunter it was nice knowing you." She says. "Kenzie. I love you. I'm not going to leave you because of your horrible past." I hug her tightly. She just cries into my chest. I kiss the top of her head and rest my head on hers. "I love you baby girl." I mumble. "I love you too." She says wrapping her arms around me.
*Skips a week*
Kenzie's POV

I wake up with a smile on my face. "HUNTER!!" I squeal shaking him. "Huh?" He asks opening one eye. "TOUR!!" I squeal. He laughs but stays in bed. "HUNTER!!" I squeal sitting on top of him. He laughs again and rolls over. I fall off of him and fall on the floor. "Jerk." I mumble. "You love me." He laughs. "In your dreams." I laugh standing up and walking to my closet. "I'm picking out your outfits." Hunter smiles. I roll my eyes and let him do what he wants. He picks out a lot of crop tops and shorts. "Nope. I'm too fat for that." I sigh. "You're not fat." He laughs walking over to me. "Lies." I laugh. He walks over to me and wraps his arms around my waist. He looks down at me and I look up at him. I stand on my toes and kiss him on the lips. "I love you." He laughs. "I love you too." I smile. He finishes packing for me and then his mom comes. "Hunter?" She asks as she opens the door. First impressions are the first thoughts on a person. Let's just say I suck at first impressions.