💛A/N: The ending is soon guys are you ready?!💛
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||Kayla's POV||"The dinner starts in an hour" my mother reminded me as she went upstairs, leaving me to wallow in my own thoughts. The dinner wasn't something that I was quite prepared for, I had managed to push it at the back of my mind. But now it was coming back to bite me in the ass, I turn off the music that I'd put on earlier and make my way up the basement stairs. Trying to ignore my problems wasn't going to help my situation, I had to make a decision to either stay home or to go to the family dinner.
The moving van had arrived yesterday dropping off all of my stuff at my parents house. It was as if Chris and I had never even been together.
I couldn't stop thinking about ways that tonight could possibly go wrong as I got into the shower. I took down my long hair from its messy bun and turned on the water, allowing the refreshing liquid to take over my body. Emptying my mind wasn't something I did often as I was one to keep my emotions inside. Everything that had happened over this past week, had a different emotion attached to it. However I wasn't going to ponder on it for too long, I had less than an hour to get ready. I pushed all the thoughts that were waiting to be explored to the back of my mind as I quickly cleansed my body.
Staring at this door was the last thing I thought I'd be doing. Contemplating whether to knock on the door of my exes house, this was probably going to end badly. I stared at the green door, big eyes wondering if anyone would notice if I just left right now, while I still had the chance. The cool wind of the night sent goosebumps along my exposed legs, I wore a burgundy dress that made me look fifteen years older than I currently was.
I was forced to go all out tonight by my mother who wouldn't let me bail at the last minute. I could feel her eyes burning holes into my back as I stared at the front door. I tried to swallow the huge lump in my throat and I soon realized that I couldn't do it, I couldn't knock on the door.
Timothy had called saying that he would make it tonight, he'd just be a bit late, so I was all on my own for now. I took a step backward when I noticed through a window, a shadow slowly approaching the front door. The silhouette kept coming closer and closer and my heart began to thump against my ribcage harder than ever. The wooden planks squeaked under my weight, I looked around frantically for a way out of this situation.
It wasn't the best idea but I acted in impulse, I jumped over the balcony and into the large bushes that surrounded the house, moments later the door swung open revealing a confused looking Mr. Lewis. Before he could return inside I feel my arm being pulled roughly by a freshly manicured hand.
My mother yanked me out of the bushes angrily, she was probably worried that I had ruined my hair as the curly strands stuck out in every direction and large holes had been formed in the stockings that I wore. I tried to pull myself out of her grasp but to no avail, I rolled my eyes as she removed the small twigs from my hair.
Mr Lewis' face however brightened as he saw me, I forced my lips to form a smile, not wanting to be rude.
When I mounted the stairs, he pulled me inside the house a bit too eagerly. I gave my mother a distasteful look as I took off my shoes at the front door. The house smelt heavenly as the sweet aroma of food being prepared entered my nostrils.
At least one good thing can come out of this, I thought to myself. I followed the man to the dining table where numerous eyes are fixed on me, I shrink under everyone's intense gaze "This is Makayla she'll be joining us tonight, please have a seat" Mr Lewis said, his brown eyes looking at me expectantly. I take the first seat that my eyes land upon and I immediately regretted my decision, as I was directly opposite to Chris.
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