• TWENTY-FOUR •

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A Week Later

I felt weird. Juan woke up and we took him to a rehab facilitiy, everything was turning around yet I still felt different. I hadn't done anything this past week I kept at Kyles place just cleaning and reading my jobs even gave me time off after they heard what had happened. To be honest I wasn't even in the mood to go out, Kyle walks in to the closet saying "Hey baby, what you up to"?

I tiptoe kissing him replying "hi, I'm just organizing your shoes from brand, style and color"

Kyle laughs telling me "your OCD is too real I thought I was bad"

I shrug responding "it just looks nicer and it makes everything easier to find, you had them all lined up on the ground when you've got there shelves, don't you think this looks nicer"

He nods saying "I ain't gonna lie that looks clean"

Kyle places his hands on my waist picking me up I face him resting my hands on his chest he replies "let's go to Zos place"

I groan throwing my back telling "eewwww people, society, socializing, and ohhh please no social interactions"

He laughs responding "come on just for a little bit"

I say "fine I'll go and you need to stop carrying me like this it scares me"

Kyle smiles replies "I love carrying you like this, yous my baby"

I blush kissing his cheek leaning my forehead against his telling him "you've been doing these two a days and boxing lately it scares me that your pushing this body of yours too much"

Kyle rolls his eyes responding "I'm just building this muscle Selena can't you tell"

I groan squishing his cheeks with my left hand saying "your so annoying"

He smiles replying "I love you"

I kiss him then he sets me down and I head over to the bathroom getting myself dressed.

I straighten the last strand of my hair looking at myself running my fingers down my hair satisfied

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I straighten the last strand of my hair looking at myself running my fingers down my hair satisfied. I head downstairs scrolling through my phone checking my emails Kyle kisses my neck I laugh saying "careful there bebe foundation doesn't taste too good"

He looks at me replying "why do you got foundation down here"?

I tell him "well first blending and my bruises haven't exactly gone away"

Kyle entwines our fingers responding "really, still"

I nod saying "I bruise like a peach"

Kyle kissing me stroking my cheek with his thumb I lean into his hand whispering "I promise I'm fine"

He exhales replying "you keep saying that and I can't believe you"

I tell him "come on let's go I don't wanna keep them waiting"

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