The Game Called Love

If I..

Kayle's POV

3 hours later, and I was already feeling scared out of my wits. It was just my Mom, right? She wouldn't do anything extreme, right? Hopefully she wouldn't, I thought, miserably as I opened the door with my key.

The door swung open to reveal a very angry looking blond Wolf beauty. That's my mom, alright. I gulped and managed a weak smile as I stepped towards her, wanting to get past her.

But she wouldn't let me go. I went the other way, she followed my movements. I sighed, putting my hand through my blond hair. I rolled my eyes as Mom frowned in distaste.

"Would you please let me go?" I begged, very annoyed at her actions. She frowned even more. "Why don't you tell me about why you didn't go with Blair today?" She eyed me suspiciously.

It was my turn to frown. "Something came up." I lied, a blank look on my face. "Would you please let me go now?" I added at the end, impatiently. She looked like she was about to protest, but bit her lip and moved out of the way.

"Thank you." I said, smiling sweetly at her. She didn't smile back and ignored me. I just shrugged and went up the stairs to my room, setting down my backpack, I collapsed on my bed, looking at the ceiling.

I held out my hand, examining it when an image of Blair kissing me popped into my head, making me so shocked that I rolled out of bed, falling down on the bed.

It made a huge smack! sound when I fell on the floor. "Ouch!" I moaned, clutching my wounded and probably bruised right arm. That reminds me....

I grabbed my phone and unlocked it, punching in her phone number. After about 5 rings, I heard her cute voice. "Hello?" She answered, groggily. She must've been taking a nap. "Hi! It's Kayle. I called you to tell you that I have to cancel on you tonight. I'm sorry. Something came up." I lied. Well.... Something did come up... My arm hurts like... Like...

"WHAT!?!" She yelled into the phone, making my ears ring. I held the phone away from me before answering, "I'm really sorry..." "Sorry? Kayle, I have been waiting for you to pick me up for at least 30 minutes now!" She shouted, incredulous. "Really?" I mumbled, sheepishly. "Heck yeah, really!" She exclaimed, mocking me. "It's not like you're my girlfriend!" I yelled into the phone, getting really angry for no reason. I could see her gray eyes widen in shock. "You're such an idiot!" She shouted and the line went dead.

I sighed and dropped the phone on the bed, covering my eyes with my good arm. Why does everyone have to be so rude to me? I thought as I laid on the bed, closing my eyes. Well, at least someone out there might trust me... I think... Someone will....

I fell asleep on my bed with my clothes still on when my father burst in, slamming the door from behind him. I opened my eyes with a jolt and saw the handsome Daker with the same nose as mine's, except for his brown, graying hair and a darker shade of blue eyes.

He frowned at me while I sat up, rubbing my eyes sleepily. "So? What's up, Dad?" I joked, giving my trademark smirk at him. He glared at me with such viciousness that I was so scared that I was going to wet my pants at the way he was looking at me.

I nervously twiddled my thumbs when he sat down next to me, on the edge of the bed. He stared into my eyes and sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "So.. Kayle, I've heard that you've had some problems with Blair..." He said, casually as if this topic was the weather.

I tried not to scowl at the thought of her name. Why does she is so different from the rest of the girls? I thought, angrily. I can't tell what she is thinking and she is so impulsive, like that kiss, for example. I definitely couldn't say that to my dad when he might freak out and tell mom...

So I decided to just go with the flow. "Yeah.... We've had a little disputes and debates every now and then..." I replied, trying to act normal. I'm not lying right? I thought, guilty. Yeah, I am. I attempted a smile, but decided against it, not feeling like smiling.

"Are you sure that everything's ok?" Dad inquired, his eyebrows raised up. I stared at his dark blue eyes and felt the guilt stuck in my stomach. I sighed and decided to tell him the truth that I really, really aren't sure if I really like Blair.

He listened intensely to my rambling until I stopped. He nodded and put his finger on his chin, thinking hard. Dad looked at me in the eyes and smiled. "I think that you should give this relationship with Blair a try. You might not know who Blair actually is inside. Try to focus on what her hobbies are and what she likes to do for the future and you'll see if you'll like her." Dad replied, patting me on the shoulder and exited out of my room, leaving me shocked and surprised about what he said.

I found myself thinking about his words throughout the night, wondering if it would be the best thing to do. I guess I'll try it out, I thought, slipping into the covers of my bed and falling fast asleep.

[Author's Note]

Sorry that I didn't update for a while! I had some sort of writer's block and didn't finish the story.... Well, until next time!

~ilovelike~