I've been in bed all night just starring at the ceiling. Debating on if I even want to talk to brad about what happened last night. It's like a whole new person took over his body. He didn't even sleep with me last night. He just passed out on the couch.
I walk down the creaky stairs, attracting Jesses attention. She jumps off of brads stomach and runs up the stairs to me. He's now groaning from the pain of Jesse jumping off of him. I can't help but giggle a bit.
"It's not funny!" He shouts. He then looks across the room and begins giggling. I walk down the stairs more and see a smiling Con looking up at me.
"What the fuck?" I say aloud by accident, drawing the attention of both brad and Connor now.
"We talked things out. Simple misunderstanding." Brad says up to me. Grinning like a child in a candy store. I wish I could do the same.
"Glad you two could." I say sarcastically while walking by him past the couch but before I can make it to the kitchen, he stops me. He stands up and wraps my hands in his.
"I'd like to do the same with you." He smiles at me. I don't understand him. One night, he's just so awful to me, the next, he's an angel.
"I'm sure you would." I pull my hands out of his and walk into the kitchen. Away from him, away from my problems. I'm struggling to find the strength to forgive him for this one. I'm hoping things will get better once we get home.
"Kye." He chases after me. "Please just listen to me." I turn around but say nothing to the messy haired boy standing in front of me. "Look, I was drunk and caught off guard. I haven't seen Anna in years. Not since she told me that she was marrying my best friend. I wasn't ready for that. I had pent up emotions already but I'd never fucking do that to you. You're my one and only. I know this trip has been insane, but I truly don't want anyone else."
His words both comfort me and infuriate me. "No. You don't get to do this to me." I pull away from him once more. "You don't get to keep hurting me, then promising me that I'm the only one you want. And how can I believe that you'd never do it to me when you already have? How am I supposed to trust that?" The tears are welling up in my eyes and he honestly just looks furious.
"I didn't even do anything last night Kylie. I was in shock that Anna was stood in front of me. It's not like I took her over the pong table!" He shouts. His words make me the most angry I've ever been with him. How the hell can he say that? How can he think he's in the clear just because he didn't have sex with her?
"You know what? You're right. But you might as well have fucked her on the table with how you looked at her and fought to stay with her!" I shout, causing Jesse to start barking at us. "You looked right through me then told Con to 'take me home'. How the fuck could you think that you've done nothing wrong just because you didn't fuck her?" The tears are streaming down my face and I just want to run away. Jesse is still barking at me and Bradley.
"YOU know what?" He emphasizes the word and points a finger at me. "I can't help it that I'm not over her!" His words cut like knives and I instantly see the regret written on his face. I feel like my heart just got ripped out of my chest.
"Huh.." I sigh. "It's like I can feel you holding your breath.." I touch brads chest for what feels like the thousandth time. I look into those deep brown eyes that I now realize, aren't mine to love, but I still love anyway. This is it. "well, you can exhale now.. it's over. We're over. Connor, I need you to take me to the airport." Con shakes his head in agreement and not another word was said. Not another breath taken as I walked away.
Walking away from him, I felt both the strongest and weakest I've ever been. He'd really done it this time. I've felt the pain of losing someone to death many times, but I've never felt the pain of losing someone that's still alive. At least with my dad, I will always have that hope that he will come back. Brad showed me that he was never really here, I was just someone to take his mind off of her. It's my fault I guess. I knew not to get close to him. I knew not to let him in. Now look at me, I'm pregnant with his child, in a completely different country, using all the money I have to change my plane ticket to tonight, all to go home, move all of my things out of his house, and be all on my own again. Things really do come full circle I guess.
I shut his door behind me and lock it and begin looking around the room at all of my things. But before I pack, I look down at my finger.
"I won't be needing this anymore." I slide the silver band off of my finger and place in on the top of Brads dresser. There's a tan line from the ring because I haven taken it off since it got put on. It almost feels like I'm missing a part of my finger. The sight of my hand without it On brings me to tears and the realization that it's over.
Authors note:
I'm so sorry guys. Please don't hate me. This is not the last chapter of the book by the way xx
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