(PART 2)
Kalel's PoV
I woke up in the morning with a buzz of energy. I was thrilled to get away from this dead beat town and go to New York City.
It was fairly early in the morning, but the rays of the sun were beaming in through my windows.
Since I packed the night before, I had a pretty easy morning. Eat, dress, the morning usual.
I threw on my jacket, with the candle in my pocket, grabbed my car keys and bags and left.
I was happily making my way to my car but, of course, not until I ran in Owen. He gave me 'the up nod' but I just pushed past him.
"That was nice," Owen scoffed.
"Sorry, I'm just excited," I smiled.
"Why, may I ask?"
"I'm going to New York with Louis for a week,"
"I guess I'll see you when you get back," Owen smiled," I'll miss you, you know."
"Yeah, I know," I giggled.
I began to make my way towards my car again. I got in the car and started making my way to Louis place.
The drive, once again, felt long. But I was soon pulling off the freeway onto the street that would take to Lou's house.
As I was driving down that road, I felt happy. I mean, when I was with Louis I was fine, I just wasn't necessarily happy. I felt like my old self again.
I pulled up to the house, but I had to park on street due to Louis odd parking job on the driveway.
I hopped out of the car and head up to the front door. As I neared the door, I heard voices coming from inside the house. This brought back memories of the last time.
As I knocked on the door, the voices quieted down. Moments after the voices disappeared the door opened. The open door reveled a shirtless Louis wearing boxers.
I was confused on why Louis wasn't dressed and ready for the trip.
My question was soon answered.
A short girl with a bed sheet wrapped around her body appeared by the side of Louis.
"Who is this?" she asked in a stupid voice that irritated me.
Louis stood absolutely still while I was on the verge if tears as I had figured out what had happened between the two of them.
I was sad, angry and confused. But I was in no mood to talk to Louis at the moment, or maybe even ever.
I reached into my pocket, pull out the small candle Louis gave me. I threw the candle against the ground as hard as I possibly could, shattering it. I remembered when he gave it to me and the letter he wrote me. But now the words seemed to slip off the page into a meaningless hole.
I turned away but not before noticing Louis' face - he looked hurt.
He was hurt? Does he even realize what he has done? I screamed in my head.
I started walking towards my, tears trailing down my face. I heard Louis' feet pounding against the ground as he chased after me. He also yelling out my name, but his voice was only one of a stranger now.
I ran to my car before he could reach me. I flung open the door, started the car, and started driving. I honestly didn't know where I was going, I just wanted to go somewhere he wouldn't find me.
I thought of the perfect place to go, this guy actually cared about me.
*Louis' PoV*
Kalel threw down something that I couldn't quite tell what it was. But, then, right before it hit the ground, everything seemed to move in slow-motion.
It was the candle I got her, ruined, crushed. Then I realized what that symbolized.
She started walking away so, I chased after her.
"Kalel! Kalel, please stop!" I yelled desperately.
She ignored me and ran to her car. I thought I was about to stop her but she drove off.
It's over I thought.
"It's over," I said out loud, in a whisper.
I was angry. Not at Kalel but at me. How could I be so stupid and bring a girl home when I knew Kalel would find out one day.
I stormed back to my front door where, whatever her name was, was still standing there.
"Get out!" I yelled through gritted teeth.
"But Lou," she whined, touching my bare chest.
"I said get out!" I again yelled, pushing her off of me.
As soon as she finally left, I slammed the door and almost immediately fell to the floor. I put my head in my hands to try and muff my sobs.
I ruined it, us, everything. My past seemed to be repeating its self.
I needed and wanted to go find Kalel. But something held me back. Something told me it wasn't worth it, it was over.
But, at the same time, I remember what happened last time she ran off. I was worried that she might do that again or maybe even worse.
I sat for a while, pondering my decision. Would I trust my thoughts, thinking I shouldn't try? Or should I go and find her?
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So, I finally updated! Sorry about the
long wait :( but do you guys have any ideas who the other guy could be??
