Lost and Found (BWWM)|Complete

🌊⚓ Chapter 11 ⚓🌊

Kayla's POV

"K-Bear, I love you more than you know..."

He frustrates me so much. I threw myself across the bed. Just being around him brings back so many feelings. So many feelings that I thought were buried forever.

I just want to hate him. He was my best friend, and the person I fell in love with. I'm so stupid, I just need to get over this. I refuse to be anyone's second choice.

Anthony showed me just how important I was to him... or unimportant for that matter.

I took a deep breath and sat up. What do I want to cook tonight? Nothing too fancy.... Something quick.... Fajitas

I found a paper and a pen and quickly made a list of what I would need.

The last time I made fajitas, I made them for Marquel. Just thinking about him pissed me off. The nerve he had. I wanted to go back and stab him all over again.

I felt betrayed. I won't lie and say I loved him because I didn't. Sure I found him attractive and everything. Yes, he was a nice guy. At least I thought he was.

This is why I never let anyone close to me. Every time you let someone get close, you give them enough ammo to destroy you. Well, that's what ends up happening to me.

I needed some new clothes. I didn't need anything fancy, just something comfortable...

Once again my thoughts circled back to Anthony. He was not the same boy that I knew before. He was a man now, that fact had never been more obvious than it was when we were changing in the room.

Can you fault me for looking at the guy? His abs were impeccable. What I would give to see...

There were tattoos everywhere, they were kind of my weak spot. I wonder how low those tattoos went...

Snap out of it Kay.

I grab the list and head to the kitchen where everyone else was gathered. I gave the list to Anthony and he left to go get everything.

"Can we talk?" Rafe asked as I was leaving the kitchen.

"About what?" I asked. I was skeptical as hell. This boy always brought out the bad in me.

"Just give him a chance Kay. He feels bad about how he broke the news to you."

"Fine. 5 minute trial. If you piss me off at any point in those 5 minutes, I get to walk away. If we can have a decent conversation, I stay until you have said your piece."

"Fine with me." He said as he followed me to another room. I sat down in the first chair I found and waited patiently for him to begin.

"I know that the last few days haven't been easy for you, but they weren't easy for me either. My whole life was a lie. Just like you're just finding out about me, I'm just finding out about you.
My whole life, our father never mentioned a word about the two of you. I was held for ransom at least 4 times when I was a child. They were trying to smoke our father out, only they didn't know that I was his child. They though our father was the second in command."

I couldn't imagine what it was like to be held for ransom, especially as a child.

"I was just so angry that he chose to protect the two of you from this world, but he never tried to protect me from it. When I met you, I let that cloud my judgment of you. Not to mention the fact that the two of you share a lot of mannerisms. Anyone ever tell you that you curse like a sailor?"

"Nope," I said with a voice full of sarcasm.

"I'm sorry for being an ass when we first met."

"It's ok. I have a way you can make it up to me."

"Does it have anything to do with a certain asshole named Marquel?"

We talked for a while after that, and I realized that Rafe was a decent person.
As he was telling me comical stories about our dad, Anthony came in with all of the groceries. I hadn't realized that we had been talking that long. Rafe got a phone call, so I went to start cooking.

Anthony followed me. It seemed as if he maybe had something on his mind.

"Out with it."

He just shook his head and continued his silence. He continued to walk back and forth saving the groceries. I stared at his back until he finally turned to face me.

"Are you ready to tell me what's going on?"

"Just leave it Kayla."

"Ah, classic Anthony. I don't know why I even bother. While I was always able to trust you with my secrets, you never trusted me enough to tell me yours."

"Like you ever wanted to know about my demons!?! You were only ever worried about you. When did you ever ask me what was going on in my life?"

"How about just now? Or maybe, how about before you left?"

"Kayla, I can't do this now. Let's talk about this later."

"Later. The famous word used to end a conversation that you just don't want to have."

"You want to have this conversation now? Let's have it. You want me to open up now? Ok here it goes, but you don't get to be hurt in the end. You don't get to un-hear the things that I have been trying to protect you from. You don't get to see me as a monster in the end."

I smirked as I looked over at him. It was more to goad him than anything else. I needed him to tell me what was going on. Because even after all this time... I still needed answers, I still needed him. Anthony would always own a piece of my heart. Even when I hated him, I loved him. Hate and love aren't black and white. They're a part of each other. From the deepest love stems the greatest hate.

As much as I hated Anthony Mariano, I couldn't deny that I loved him just as much.