128√e98 I love you

Worry About Me Stalking You

I wake up feeling very at peace with the world, and after taking a shower I get dressed into my favourite jeans and knitted turtleneck sweater. I go downstairs and see Dylan at the table, doing some homework. I sit across from him and clear my throat. He looks up, "Hey, you alright?"

"Hi, I'm good. You?"

"Yeah, the usual, did you need anything?"

"Yes actually, can I talk to you?"

He puts down his pencil and his brows scrunch in concern, "Of course, what is it?"

"Well...Gosh how do I start?" I awkwardly laugh, "The Byrne's have offered to foster me, Jake and Lilly" I grin and he smiles back

"Kay, that's great! But what do you mean 'offered'?"

"I haven't said yes yet, although I do plan to." He smiles

"That's so great! I actually have something I want to tell you..."

"Yeah?" I lean forward onto my elbows

"I have a girlfriend!" I squeal and he laughs

"Who is it?" I jump up and down in my seat and he laughs again

"Well, promise not to freak out, but its Imogen..." He smiles and my face drops. My best friend and my other best friend. I don't know what to think.

"How long?" I ask

"4 months" He grins, still not sensing my attitude change

I get up and scrape the chair back in and quickly walk outside. I need to breathe, and think.

"Kayleigh?! Where are you going?" He calls after me and I don't answer

He catches up to me and swings me around, "I don't get it? I thought seeing your best friends together would make you happy?!"

"Of course it makes me happy, you guys are finally getting along! The part that makes me annoyed is that you lied to me for 4 months! That's not a few weeks, that's about a quarter of a year!" He stands there shocked and I just turn around and walk out.

I feel incredibly overwhelmed, so much is happening right now. I don't know what my mind is even doing anymore. I find my feet taking me to the park and suddenly I find myself doubting the decision I made to go to the Byrne's. I find myself doubting why I said yes to tutor Noah. I find myself doubting why my friends didn't tell me, am I that much of a bad friend that they couldn't tell me?!

I pace in front of a brick wall, my breathing is ragged and I feel a panic attack coming on. Why? Why would this happen now? God, this is such bad timing. I stop and stand still, I need to do something, anything.

I punch the wall, not even feeling the pain. I feel detached from my body and from my mind. I keep on punching it until I feel a hand stop my arm from punching it again. I can't hear anything they are saying, but I assume its Dylan.

"Dylan..." I grind out "Leave me alone." I try to move my arm but he clutches on tighter.

I turn around in anger and see Noah's face scared, shocked and confused.

"Kayleigh..." He whispers and I look down at my hand, its drenched in blood and only now do I feel the pain. He brings my hand to his lips and carefully unclenches my fist, then gently kisses it.

"Stop, please, you're hurting yourself," I can't say anything, for some reason my mouth doesn't want to move.

"Kayleigh?"

He moves his hand to my cheek and makes my eyes meet his. Finally my mouth feels as if it can move and I whisper; "I feel so overwhelmed".

"Don't. Just take things slow beautiful" I lean forward and rest my head on his chest.