Too Much To Handle Alone

Nine

🍁Sunday, October 17th 🍁
"Some Come To Your Life As A Blessing, Others As A Lesson"
-Unknown
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Kennedy's Pov
I opened my eyes slowly, attempting to not get extreme morning migraines from the beaming sun coming through my window. I always forget to close the curtains. My alarm clock on the night stand beside my bed reads eleven-o-nine a.m.

"Food." I muttered to myself, still half asleep.

It is Sunday as well as the day after I found out the two people I loved and trusted most were tickling "body parts" with each other behind my back. The first thing I want to do is drown myself in food. Then maybe more food. And guess what? More food. It's my food, Netflix, and cry day.

Sliding out of bed, I slipped on a pair of leggings and my white Michigan State University pullover. I threw my already horrendous hair into a messy bun and put my hood up, leaving the bun out for the world, aka the comfort of my own home, to see. I grabbed my phone and trudged my way downstairs.

"I want her to be super surprised. Don't ruin this for me I swear to God you'll be sleeping on the couch tonight if you do!" I heard Diane ranting in the kitchen with whom I presume to be my Dad.

"Hey." I greeted. Not really in a happy mood, but not trying to be a Debby Downer either. It was a more neutral greeting. Neither of them know about Peter and Alyx so I'll keep it that way.

"Sweetie. I have good news." Diane said pulling me to sit down beside Dad at the island.

"It turns out I'm a whole month ahead of what I thought I was. I'm more pregnant than I was before!" Diane chirped.

Yes Diane. I'm pretty sure that's how pregnancy works. I've never heard of anyone getting less pregnant.

"But that's not the only part. They're twins!" She squealed. My eyes widened.

"No way!" I gasped. She nodded.

"Oh My God YAY!" I exclaimed giving her a hug. Of course not too tight because I can't smother my little brothers. Sisters? Brother and sister? Whatever. THEY'RE TWINS!

"I want to start nursery shopping ASAP so your father and I will be out most of the day." She said picking up her purse. I nodded. Dad got up and walked over to me.

"I trust you'll behave like you always do." He said.

"Yeah Dad. I'll be fine." I said. He patted my shoulder before leaving with Diane.

Patting my shoulder? Really? Is he really being that awkward and distant after he saw me with Jason? I can't believe him. But he completely approves of Peter. If only he knew what kind of jerk Peter really is.

I opened the freezer and am greeted by six singular pints of ice cream. All different flavors. It's supposed to be two for each of us since it's just me, Dad, and Diane. But, I believe I deserve special ice cream treatment for the way my heart has been ripped out of my chest, stomped on, shoved back into my empty chest cavity by Peter, then repeated by my best friend.

Yes. Ice cream treatment is being prescribed...now.

I took a pint and a spoon up to my room along with the entire gallon of cherry limeade that was in the refrigerator. I sat in my bed, wrapped myself up in blankets, put my laptop in front of me, pulled up Netflix, and finally began my day of wallowing I'm self pity.

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"No. Klaus. Don't do it." I cried blowing my nose into my billionth tissue.

"Stay with your daughter, Klaus! You're all she has!" I sobbed.