Khloé Kardashian's Daughter

Chapter 62

Jack's POV

As I pulled into Khloe's driveway I stopped the car and looked over once more at Kennedy. She was smiling while scrolling through Instagram, I watched her for another moment and her smile quickly faded as she scrolled past a video edit of Justin that some fan account had made.

"Do you want me to just go in and grab them?" I spoke up and she looked my way and I could see her try to force a smile for me "ah Kenn" I added lowly and she began bawling again. I pulled her into a hug "I'm sorry" I whispered

"I just I thought I was over this" She sniffled "all this crying. I thought I was done. I'm exhausted" she added "like I can't believe I'm crying this much over him" she laughed through tears. I definitely was taken aback but it's not the first time she's done this.

"Baby I know it's tiring" I sighed as I ran my hands against the ends of her hair "it's normal and it's okay to cry"

"I just feel bad" she wept

"Feel bad?" I questioned lowly "why do you feel bad?"

"Sammy's right" she cried "I'm with you and I'm crying over an ex. It's just not fair to you and I want to stop because I love you so much and I don't want to hurt your feelings but I just can't get myself to stop"

"Oh my god Kenn please do not feel bad for how you choose to mourn his death" I whispered "do not listen to Sam and do not worry about how I feel. This isn't about me" I rubbed her back as she continued to cry

"I heard you" she added lowly. I waited for her to say something else but she didn't. I gulped as my mind scanned across the variety of things she could've heard me say

"The thing about Justin?" I asked and all she did was nod "I'm sorry about that. I really am. I know that's not what you wanted to hear"

"It's okay" she sniffled "I knew you didn't like him and I understand why, I felt the exact same way which is why I feel so ridiculous crying about him"

"Kenn what you said to Sam was right" I began "he was your first serious boyfriend, you guys went through so much and you had kids with him. Do not feel bad for feeling this way" she brushed some of the stray pieces of hair out of her face before I continued "I just want you to know that I will never mistake your grief for feelings, despite what I said back in Omaha I know that it's me" I connected my lips to the top of her head "and just know that I love you and will there for you as long as this takes"

She pulled away and I could see the mascara that was now streaming down her face. As she opened her eyes they widened. "What?" I questioned.

"Your shirt" she began "I'm sorry jack" I looked down to my white shirt to see tear and mascara stains

"Babe" I tilted my head lightly "it's okay it'll come out. All I care about is that you're okay"

"I'm good" She sniffled and nodded not so convincingly. She picked up her phone and saw that the edit was still open

"Maybe you should filter his name out for awhile?" I suggested as I itched the back of my neck. I didn't know how she'd react to such an idea

"I" she began. I fucked up by bringing it up and I knew it "you can do that?"

I let out a sigh of relief as I nodded "yeah I did it when everything went down with Madison. Here" I held my hand out to take her phone which she handed over quickly. I did it and she sunk back in her seat.

All she did was stare out the front window. "Thank you for that" she lowly spoke "we should probably get inside and get this over with" I nodded as I stepped out my side and walked over to hers and quickly opening her door. She smiled to me and for the first time in awhile it actually seemed genuine. She gave me a quick peck on the lips before bringing her hands up to my cheeks "I love you" She whispered before walking up to the front door