Your Forever Is All That I Need (Kellin Quinn)

Chapter 22: Forgotten Pasts

** Recap **

I heard a knock on the door before I could look at his response. I kept my phone in my hand as I went towards the door.

As soon as I opened it, my whole body froze. I looked at the person standing there and then looked down at my phone. Kellin had sent, "Are you okay?"

And, at this moment I didn't know if I was okay.

"Did you miss me?"

I looked back up to face him.

Kyle.

Chapter 22: Unforgotten Pasts

*Cassie's POV*

"Kyle, what are you doing here?" I asked.

I was so terrified in this moment. I couldn't move. I just stood there, staring at him... waiting for him to respond.

"Did you forget about me already?" He smirked.

And when he spoke is when I became more afraid.

He smelled like alcohol.

"Kyle... Go home. You're drunk." I whispered.

He just laughed and rolled his eyes. He stepped inside, pushing past me and he went and sat on my couch.

"I'm not going anywhere." He sighed.

I started to become extremely fidgety. I felt my phone vibrate in my hand. I looked down to see who it was.

From Kellin: Cassie? Is everything okay?

I looked back up to see Kyle still staring at me from the couch. I breathed in and out and started to respond back to Kellin.

"Put the phone down."

"What?" I looked back up and saw him getting off of the couch and making his way towards me.

"You heard me. Drop the phone." He said as he came closer and closer.

I backed away from him, but he kept creeping towards me.

"Drop the fucking phone." He sneered.

I dropped the phone before I could hit send. I kicked my phone behind me and suddenly felt hands around my neck.

"Come sit with me."

I felt tears prick at my eyes, but I wasn't about to let him have the satisfaction of making me weak. He wasn't worth it.

I followed him to the couch and sat down next to him. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. I was forced into his side and he started rubbing my back. I tried to keep my breathing steady but it was starting to hitch. I was beginning to feel the effects of my anxiety attacks. But, I calmed myself down. I couldn't get anxious. Not now. Not with him.

"What do you want, Kyle? Why are you here?" I asked calmly.

"I'm here for you. What else?" He snickered.

"Well, that's nice and all... But, you know that's not possible. I'm with someone, Kyle. You know that." I spoke.

He growled and I feared that I shouldn't have said anything.

"You shouldn't be with him." He spoke angrily.

"And why shouldn't I be?" I started to get angry myself. He had no right to come here, drunk I might add, and tell me who I should or shouldn't be with.

"He's not good enough for you!" He yelled.

I suddenly stood up.

"And, what.. You ARE!?" I yelled back.