My Saviour

(32) 'The next Gossip Girl?'

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Chapter 32 – Kayla’s POV.

I woke up feeling like absolute and utter shit. But what else would you expect after a night of crying and regret? I ruined my relationship with Cole, and I messed it up with Kian too.

Kian.

His name sends daggers into my heart even though I was the one who split up with him. Although we had only been dating for a week, I’ve liked him for much much longer than that. I still remember the hurt that was prominent in his stunning eyes. I didn’t mean anything I said, but Cole is my only family and to have him back, I needed to let Kian go. I just hope Cole forgives me now.

Sighing, I ran a hand through my tangled hair attempting to get rid of the thoughts. I stripped and walked straight into the shower, not even bothering to look in the mirror as I knew my reflection would be a horrible sight to see.

After rubbing my skin raw, I felt clean enough to get out. I wore a simple white tank top tucked into a pair of blue acid wash jeans and a long blue batwing cardigan that came down to about mid thigh-ish. I paired it with a pair of brown boots, my Pandora necklace, silver studs and a LV bag – courtesy of Karen for doing such an amazing job on her project: her words, not mine. I put my hair into a nice bun and applied natural make up.

Once I was done, I didn’t look like I had been crying last night or was upset. I looked how I usually looked: normal.

But I felt anything but normal.

I went downstairs and met Cole’s eyes that still showed he was hurt by my betrayal. I sent him an apologetic look but he sort of shrugged it off. I didn’t know if that meant he was still upset, or if he had forgiven me.

“Sweetheart, do you want any pancakes? I made some fresh ones just now” Karen asked in a soft voice, no doubt having heard the argument yesterday.

“No thanks” I mumbled in a monotone voice, grabbing a banana (I hate apples) and plopping myself on the seat beside Cole as there were no other seats. The atmosphere was slightly  - no doubt because of what happened last night - and I saw Kian was nowhere to be seen.

After breakfast, I jumped in my car and tried starting it up.

It failed.

Twice.

I groaned out loud and slammed my fist on the steering wheel.

My phone rang.

“What?” I growled.

“Get into my car, I’ll drop you off” I looked to my right and saw Jamie waving at me with Trevor in the backseat and Kian in the passenger seat. Great. I had to see him didn’t I? My mood deflated even more as I trudged into Jamie’s car. I mumbled thanks to him and stuffed my headphones in my ears for the entire journey there. I thanked him once again after I got out of his car.

I grabbed my books from my locker and slammed it shut, heading off to my class as the bell rang.

School seemed to be normal, everyone getting on with their business and paying respect to me as they usually do.

Boy, I had no idea how quickly that would change.

By lunch, everyone was giving me dirty looks, disregarding me and whispering about me. I ignored them all but I couldn’t help but be curious about what happened. I mean, less than three hours ago, I was being complimented on my outfit and now everyone was back chatting about me?