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Chapter 7

Kylie's POV

"I'm Mila" the girl standing in the doorway in front of me says through a grin on her face. Maybe she's just a friend. I can't control my anger. Brad and I had been in and undefined relationship for over a month now, so who is this? And why is she just showing up at his house? "I was just stopping by to drop of your sweatshirt." I can feel my heart break as she looks at brad and hands him the article of clothing. "I know you said to keep it but I don't really wear a lot of clothes, as you know" she winks at him and pokes his stomach.

I knew it. I freaking knew it. I was so stupid to believe he was different. I take one final look at him, making sure it was directly in his eyes, before walking out of the door. I couldn't control the tears coming out of my eyes I wasn't even blinking but they just kept falling. I didn't know where I was going, but I had to get out of there.

My phone starts ringing when I get halfway down the road that leads to my house. It's a text from brad that reads "I want you to know that that wasn't what it sounded like. Just let me explain. I'll bring your things by your house. Please Kye."

How could it be any different than what it looks like? She had one of his sweatshirts, just like I got one? She knows where his house is. Well how do you learn that any other way than going there?

"Just bring me my things. I don't want to talk." I do want to talk. I'm mad but all I want to do is run into his arms and be held. I can't do that though. I'm not going to allow myself to get hurt again.

"Okay. I won't force you to listen to me, but I can assure you, you'll regret not listening when you find out the truth about her. I love you, my beautiful girl. I'm almost to your apartment" his words leave a sting in my chest. What do I do?

When I walk into the apartment, the feeling in my stomach goes from bad to worse. Somethings wrong. Very wrong. Entering my living room was like diving deep into the ocean. Memories of the nightmares had pushed me under the water further, I'm now losing my breath. I pull out my phone to try to call him for help but the sound of his voice rings in my ears, taking all the breath left out of me before I can hit "call". Finally, the look on Mila's face as I was standing in his living room drowns me.

Brad's POV

I have been replaying the words I want to say to her over and over in my head for the last ten minutes. I should have told her about Mila, but she means nothing to me! Kylie just got such a twisted, mangled up version of what's really going on and that's because Mila knew exactly what she was doing.

"Fuck!" I scream as I hit my steering wheel. I've never felt nerves like I the ones I felt pulling into the parking space labeled with Kylie's apartment number on it. For the past month I have fallen so hard for this girl and she has done the same for me. I know we will fix this. We have to. She is mine and I am hers.

I grab her bag out of my trunk and quickly walk up the stairs to her apartment and knock on the door. I knock again, this time a bit louder. Why isn't she answering? She just told me to bring them over? Maybe she got into the shower. I twist the knob to see if it was unlocked, just so I can set the bag inside instead of on the front porch. When I did, every fear that I had, rushed to my brain. My beautiful girl was laying on the floor, no movement, nothing.

"Kylie?!" I say as I rush over to her. "Kylie!!" I say louder. I keep repeating myself, each time I'm raising my voice. When I get to her, her phone screen is lit up, my name was on the screen. Did someone do this to her?! Was she trying to call me for help? My mind is boggled

I grab her arms and pull her up to my chest. "Kye, I need you to wake up" I take a moment to look at her through the built up tears in my eyes. "Please, I need you to wake up." One of my tears hit the side of her face. I've been rocking her like this for about 45 seconds, and finally I see her eyes start to flutter. "Kylie? Hey, please wake up." I say as I swipe my thumb over her cheek. "I need you to wake up. Look at me" I held my breath until the moment her blue eyes met mine.