94 Days Without You - Cube SMP ff

Chapter 13- Pretend

>Kyri's POV<

I sat on the couch on my phone and slowly people went to their rooms. I stayed where I was with the TV quietly still playing a cooking show. Zach came down and looked at me, while I glanced up and kind of acknowledged him. He turned the TV off and continued staring at me.

"Hey!" I protested. "I was watching that."

"No you weren't,"

"Uh-huh!"

"You can't even cook. Don't tell me you were watching that."

"Whatever. What do you want?"

He sighed. "I brought you here so you could get away from our parents, right? And so I could protect you, give you someone to lean on. Until you got engaged or someone else came for you. I feel like that time is coming sooner than I expected but that's okay. I don't really want it to but I don't think i can handle this house anymore. I need money."

Zach was asking me for money? He never did that! He even said that just before. "I'm no where close to being engaged! I'm single, what are you talking about?"

"That's not what I meant! YouTube isnt giving me as much support as it used to and we need more money. I'm not asking anyone for anything and we are for surely not getting anything from our family. So, I know you said I couldn't but, I have to get a job. Just let me do it, it'll be fine."

So it goes from asking for money to getting a job? Okay bro. "What? You can't get a job Zach! I'll get a job! You have more people who care about your videos anyway.''

"Kyri I'm not letting you get a job."

"Well I'm not letting you," I stood up, placing my hands on my hips.

"Then what are we going to do?" he questioned, copying my actions but folding his arms.

"You can't get a job and I'm not giving you money. What does that leave?"

"Kyri I refuse to let you get a job."

"Zach it's fine! You have more subs anyway!"

"You don't get it," his eyes were watery. Glistening in the dark. "I don't have that many anymore. I'm getting more hate. I don't get enough anymore."

"Then let me get a job." I pleaded. "Don't let this happen."

"You don't understand."

"That's what you said when I was five and mom was arrested. I'm not five Zachary. Stop treating me like I am!"

I heard a few soft clicks and a creaking behind me. I could see the shadow of a person at my feet leading from the staircase. Of course we woke someone up.

"I brought you here so you could get away from those alcoholics! So you could get away from your abuse and depression!"

My eyes started watering and tears fell rapidly. "Why Zach, why?"

Silence fell over us and Zach slumped slightly. "Don't let me win the fight this way, Kyri." he whispered.

"Zach don't get a job, one of these days you're going to be a beautiful girl's prince charming and you two will go off and live together. I'll go get an apartment and we'll live perfectly fine. I'll have a dog or something."

"Kyri-"

"No Zach."

"Let me talk. You're beautiful. You're intelligent. YouTube is stable for you and you have a great personality. There is no way you won't have a fairy tale life. You're prince charming is right under your nose."

I shook my head slowly. "Dont get a job."

"Kyri stop with that!"

"You can't go get a fucking job Zach! I won't let you!"

"Then you have to move out!"

I stared. "There is no way I'm finding anyone who would care that much about me this soon! No one will ever love me!"

"Then go back to your murdering mother!" he yelled. My face was red and my eyes were puffy.

"I can't," my voice cracked. "Zach you can't just as much as me. And you know I'll never find love."

"What about Liam?" he smirked. I took a deep breath.

"I hate you!"

"Get out of my house!"

I slapped him and ran upstairs. "Just leave you little bitch!" he yelled at me. He tossed his fingers through his hair as my feet pounded lightly on the staircase. I pushed past Bayani on the staircase as he reached out for me. I ran into my room and fell on my bed not bothering to close the door. I screamed Into my pillow.

The level of the bed shifted at someone's weight. I saw Bayani sitting there, rubbing my back. I smiled weakly. "So you saw that?" I asked quietly. He nodded. "Sorry," I whispered.

"No need to be." he pulled me into a hug and I relaxed onto his shoulder. He kissed my head and I bit my lip.

"Thank you,"

He played with my hair and I wrapped my arms around him. We stayed silence for a few minutes until Bayani spoke again. "I won't let you go back to your parents. I'll protect you Kyri."

"Bayani..."

"Call me Jordan."

"Thank you so much Jordan."

He leaned back in my bed and I laid on him. He messed around with my hair as I slowly fell asleep. When I was half conscious I felt him breath onto my ear. He whispered, "I love you," just so I could hear it and we both fell asleep.