KELLINS POV
What the hell is Anna's problem? Telling me she was going to forget about me. Please.
She will be begging to come back to me by next week.
That's when reality set in. Did we just break up? Three and a half years of a perfect relationship... Down the drain?
I zoomed down the road to my house, feeling like the world was crashing down on me. An angry tear slides down my cheek. First thing I'm doing when I get home is calling her. I can't lose her!
Why can't I just be the best boyfriend for her like I was last month?
Because your best friend/brother is gone, my conscious reminds me.
ANNAS POV
I storm through the front door. God, Kellin is such a dick! He really thinks I would leave him? Please.
He has been with me three years, and I feel like it just went down the drain. I really need a break from him, honestly.
I can only take so much of Kellin's new hatred and verbal bullying.
I told him that I'd forget about him. Does that mean... we're over?
No. I need him and he needs someone to comfort him, I remind myself.All Kellin does is push me away. I can't do it.
Just then, my phone begins to vibrate out of control. Oliver, I immediately think. When I look at the screen, I see Kellin's grinning face.
My hear skips a beat when I answer. "Hello?" I say.
"Hey, Anna," Kellin says quietly. Is he... Is he crying?
"What's up?" I ask him softly."Nothing," he replies. I hear him sniffle quietly.
After a short pause, I ask, "Are you alright, Kel?"
I can almost see him shaking his head. "No," he says. His voice cracks. "Anna, I'm sorry. I just can't handle all of this."
"Kellin, I get that. But you can't just take all of your anger out on me. I've never seen you like this before. And I don't think I can take all of your anger. Not right now," I explain. It really hurts me saying all of this. I know its only been a while, but Kellin's anger goes a long way.
I hear Kellin sniffle. "Is this- is this it then?" he begs.
A warm tear rolls down my cheek. I never thought I'd be saying any of this. I pictured me walking down the aisle, letting happy tears roll down my makeup covered cheeks. I would see Kellin smiling back at me, wearing a white dress shirt with a black blazer, black jeans that are rolled up, and black TOMS. This isn't how I pictured it.
I pictured us having beautiful, respectful children who love life and love themselves.
But here I am, breaking up with the guy who I imagined waking up to every single morning.
"Yes," I say in almost a whisper.
A painful moan comes from the other line. "Anna, please don't do this," Kellin pleads. He is completely in years. I can tell by the tone of his voice.
"Kellin, you need help, and I can't give you any. I'm just being honest," I say. Tears continue to roll down my face as a slump down onto my bed.
"If that's what you want, then fine," Kellin spits. Then, the line goes dead. I have never felt so empty. Free, but empty.
Mainly emptiness.
Kellin. I am so sorry.
I gave up one you.
I can't fathom life without him, but he really needs help and I can't give it to him. I'm just... so sorry.