•Kayla•
I heard somebody coming down the stairs so i look up to see Sam.
"I'm going to the studio." Is all he said before about to leave the house.
"Wait." I said making him stop. "What has been up with you lately? You are barley at the house, we barley see eachother, you lie to be about where your going? What is going on?"
"What do you mean?" Sam turned to me.
"I mean, the other day i went to check on you at the studio where you said you were but you weren't there." I said crossing my arms.
"Oh. I just had stuff to do." He scratched his neck.
"Like?"
"Something i can't tell you. Sorry I'm gonna be late to the studio." He said ready to step out the door.
"If that's even where your going." I mumbled but i knew he heard me cause he paused for a second and sighed.
"I'll see you tonight." Is all he said before slamming the door behind him making me jump.
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I walked the streets of LA by myself just as i got a text.
[Myla] wanna meet up?
[Kayla] duhh. im downtown right now.
[Myla] i'll meet you at victoria secret
[Kayla] sure.
[Myla] you have ryan?
[Kayla] no. i dropped him off at sam's sister's.
I put my phone in my back pocket and walked the block to Victoria Secret. Honestly, i needed someone to talk to. Sam was really stressing me out and i don't know what to do.
I opened the door to VS seeing Myla sitting down at a bench.
"How'd you get her so fast?" I said as she looked up.
"Johnson dropped me off." She said and hugged me.
I lightly hugged back. "Are you okay?"
"Yea why?" I tried playing it off.
"Cause you have bags under your puffy red eyes." She said examining my face and i slightly moved it so she would stop.
"I'm fine."
"No your not. You know you can talk to me." Myla gave me pleading eyes.
"It's Sam." I sighed trying not to overthink everything. "He was the one who wanted to be Ryan guardian too but now it just seems like he wants to get away from both of us. I said on the verge of tears.
"Do you want me to talk to him?" Myla asked as she pulled me into a hug and i sobbed on her shirt.
I shook my head no. "I don't want him to hate me more."
"I don't think he hates you so don't think like that." Myla said rubbing my back to calm me down. I'm pretty sure everyone in the store thought i was crazy.
"I don't know what to think anymore."
Sam's POV
"Okay Sam, your session is over but you should probably come in tomorrow again to finish the lyrics. Home can be a little distracting sometimes." My producer said and i nodded.
I went home and opened the front door to an empty house. Kayla wasn't here. I didn't really feel like calling her so i went upstairs and changed into just sweats and no shirt and take a nap.
The front door slammed a few minutes later and i was half asleep. I could hear voices downstairs.
"SAMUEL WILKINSON!" I hear my name being yelled. I groaned. I just got comfortable.
The bedroom door opened and the covers were ripped off of me.
I sat up seeing Myla. She looked pretty heated. I motioned for me to come with her so i did really confused.
I walked down the stairs seeing Kayla slouched down in a seat. Her eyes were bright red and puffy. Had she been crying.
"Sit." Myla commanded and pointed next to Kayla. I willingly sat down concerned. Why was she crying?
"What had been going on with you too lately?"
"Nothing." I shrugged.
"Does the look like nothing?!" Myla yelled and pointed at Kayla who was looking away from me.
"I don't know what i did wrong!" I defended myself.
"Why are you being so distant?"
"Cause i have to work!"
"What about when your not working?"
"I don't know. Probably with Nate or someone." I shrugged.
"So not with Kayla?" Myla narrowed her eyes.
"Since when is everything about her?!" I yelled just as the door slammed.
I looked next to me and Kayla wasn't next to me. I raced to the window and saw her car speed off.
I pulled my phone out of my pocket to call her put it rang in her purse that was on the coffee table. She didn't bring anything with her.
I looked at Myla who was still in shock.
"Look what you did!" I said as i ran my hand through my hair pacing through the room.
"What i did?! This never would of happened if you weren't so obvious to her sadness!" Myla yelled back at me.
I didn't know what to say because she was right. This was mostly my fault. I just hope she'll be back home tonight so i can apologize.
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Y'all i finally updated :)
