Division

Chapter 43: Foreign

My phone slips out of my hands. This can't be happening. He can't just break up with me over the phone. Why does he keep shutting me out!

The lump in my throat grows bigger. I try to move but my limbs go numb.

Thousands thoughts run through my mind on why Kendall would do this. Was I not good enough for him? Did he do this over that one stupid incident.

I fall back on the bed and sob till my eyes go dry and think I don't have any tears left

"Rebecca?" Victoria opens the door and peeks her head in, she notices my unstable state and takes a seat on the opposite end of the bed as I sit up.

"Is everything alright?"

I nod as tears fall and I say no before breaking down. I must look like an idiot right now, crying like a baby.

"Kendall broke up with me."

"What?" She passes me the tissue box and I wipe my eyes. "He can't! I just talked to him before."

"What did he say?" I ask curiously.

"Well nothing important. I just was checking up on him." Victoria looks at me with sympathy.

"Well he dumped me over the phone." I wipe my runny nose. I feel ten times worse crying in front of someone, it's always something I hated.

"I'm sorry." She says, not sure what else to say. "I came here to tell you dinner is ready. I can bring your food up here if you want?" She offers.

"No it's fine. Just give me a minute and I'll be down." I tell myself I can't hide away from my problems before deciding to head downstairs.

The cold water against my burning face felt calming. I get rid of any evidence that I was crying, & make myself look decent before going downstairs with a half smile on my face.

"How are you feeling?" My father asks when I get in his sight.

"Better." I lie.

I eat in silence while everyone else makes small talk and asking about each other's day.

"Do you have any plans for tomorrow?" My fathers asks me.

"I've got classes then I have a shift at the café."

"Why don't you take the rest of the week off and get better."

"I can't afford to miss any days." I've missed way too may days of college by spending the day with Kendall in his arms under the blankets. He would get up right before my alarm would go off so he could turn it off and made sure I slept in. I hated him for that but I was glad he did that. I got to spend more time with him.

I look down at my plate and play with my food as my eyes water up just from the thought of him.

"And I'm feeling much better." I reassure him and flash a big smile.

"Are you ok?" Victoria asks me as we clear the table after dinner.

"Yeah I'm absolutely fine." I tell her and load the plates into the dishwasher.

"Are you girls done in here?" Tanya walks into the kitchen.

"Yeah almost." Victoria replies to her mother.

"Rebecca your dad wants to talk to you." Tanya says before leaving.

I follow behind her into the living room and take a seat on the sofa opposite my father.

Why do I feel like I've just been called to the principles office.

"I think you should quit your job at the café." He gets right to the point.

"Why? I'm not that bad of a coffee maker am I? Plus I need the money."

I can't end up living on the streets and I don't want to live here forever.

"I have a friend who is willing to hire you at his art gallery. And he is willing to let you sell your own work as well and get you started on your own career."

"Seriously?" I look at him with wide eyes.

"Seriously." Tanya says in her sophisticated posh accent which made me laugh.

"This is great. Thank you so much! I really appreciate it."

"It's the least I can do for my girl." He gets up for an awkward hug. I guess he's trying to make up for the 18 years he lost.

As much as I wanted to hide from my problems and sleep in all day, I gather up my strength and leave my bed.

Everyday of the week is the same.

My eyes are red and puffy due to the lack if sleep and crying. I end up trying to cover it up with make up.

Heading to campus with Victoria, feeling like an emotionless person while I sit with her friends and they all laugh.

My eyes always searching for Kendall's appearance everywhere I go.

Feeling disappointed if I don't see him but infuriated when I get the slightest glimpse of him.

This is what my life has come to.

The only think Im looking forward to this dreadful week is starting my apprenticeship this weekend.

I get to share my passion with people and get paid for it!

"Are you excited?" Tanya asks me while she prepares for dinner.

I look at her confused, clearly not paying attention to what she was saying earlier.

"What's wrong?" She wipes her hand on a tea towel and takes a seat on the bar stool next to me.

"Nothing's wrong. Everything's going great! I'm feeling much better, I'm starting a wonderful apprenticeship tomorrow that I'm so thankful for." It sounded like I was telling myself all of that not her.

"And are you happy?"

The word 'happy' seemed so foreign to me. I look down at my hands. "How's Kendall? I haven't seen him in a while."

"We're not together anymore." I look down at my hands.

"Awh honey, I'm so sorry." She goes for a hug which was exactly what I needed right now.

"It's okay, I'm over it!" I tell her pulling out of the hug.

"Are you sure? Do you want to talk about it? It's not good to keep your feeling bottled up." This felt odd, I never really spoke about my problems and feelings with my judgmental mother and I don't know if I should trust Tanya.

But she's not a bad person.

"Maybe some other time. Right now I need to prepare for tomorrow!" She nods and smiles back at me as I leave the kitchen.

I head back to my apartment to look for the blazer I own. Just my luck of course it's not here!

The only blazer that goes with my outfit for tomorrow is at Kendall's place.

I look at the time, it's too late to buy a new one. It is a Friday night. He's probably out. I tell myself as I make my way to Kendall's apartment.

Kendall's P.O.V//

"How fucking dare you!"

With one punch across his face he was on the ground.

"You bastard! I fucking trusted you! How could you even think of doing such a disgusting thing." I yell at him. I can't even stand his fucking presence.

He stumbles onto his feet.

"I just wanted to have some fun." He says with a filthy grin on his face.

I push him against the wall and take advantage if the height difference.

"I don't care what you fucking do and who you screw. But if you dare to even think about my girl like that. It won't be fucking pretty." I threaten him and leave.

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