Ruled, ᴘᴇᴛᴇʀ ᴋᴀᴠɪɴsᴋʏ

Mrs. Kavinsky

Learning to be okay without Peter was weird. I swear I'd be fine for weeks, his smile wouldn't once cross my mind and the memories we shared wouldn't come back as hunting but delightful dreams. Then suddenly one morning I'd wake up and my heart felt so heavy I couldn't get out of bed because it felt like I had lost him all over again.

It was so hard, thinking I was making so much progress only for it to be ruined as soon as I'd see someone else brush their hair out of their eyes the same way he used to. One little thing and BAM - I'd begin thinking that I'd really never be able to live without hearing him laugh ever again. 

Then I'd begin reminiscing on every single thing my friends had to say about the situation and my heart would only get heavier. I specially recall a conversation Eva and I had once, that got me thinking there was really no escaping the destiny. 

''At this point the universe is having fun with you two.'' She laughed after I was done telling her about the whole kissing while Peter was drunk fiasco. 

''I don't think it's the universe. I think Peter just likes to play with my feelings.'' I laughed too even if the possible veracity of my words hurt too much. 

''Oh, he's just as a pawn in this as you are.'' She said. ''Your souls are condemned to find each others trough life times and try to be together, no matter how hard it is. You belong together.'' 

''No we don't and what's up with that bulshit? Leo thinks just the- Eva!''

''What? I  simply warned him not to get too loving for you because you already have a person. He clearly didn't listen and now he's in l-'' 

''A person?'' I sneered. 

''Yeah, you know. The person, in your case, the guy you are meant to be with. He's the one that, no matter how much he fucks up, is always gonna be in your mind, like, he's the guy that made you want to find another guy just so you can get over him but it's pointless. You're always going to go back to your person. Yours is Peter, LJ's Isaac and I haven't found mine yet but she's out there.''

''That's dumb and you scare me with that mumbo jumbo talk.'' 

''Yeah, yeah but you know I'm right. You might be very found of Leo and I believe you are but he will never top Kavinsky, not in your viewing.'' 

I gave for myself wishing she was wrong. I didn't want to belong to someone that kept hurting me. I didn't want pain for eternity and maybe Leo couldn't top Kavinsky, but he was my salvation from that terrible future. 

''Rita?'' My mom called me out of my own thoughts. The suitcase in front of my crossed legs barely made.

''Yeah?'' I answered trying to fix my procrastination's effect, by shoving random clothes carelessly inside it.

''Are you packed yet?''

''Yeah.'' I lied. 

''Good at least someone is! Can you go to the pharmacy and get some Xanax?''

''What? You're pregnant!'' I protested running down the stairs to check if my mother had indeed gone mental or if she just simply sounded like it.

''It's for Thomas.'' She rolled her eyes. I almost had forgotten of his flight phobia. ''Take my card and please don't take long. We'll have to leave in like an hour.''

''Sure!'' I nodded and after sliding into my sneakers I was out the door. 

The neighbour's christmas lights and decorations gave the entire street a homey feeling that got me feeling happier than I had been all morning. I absolutely adored everything related to the holidays and it showed on the smile I wore all the way from home to the store. 

''A hell I've got at home. My boys are as sick one can get.'' Was the first thing I heard when I stepped into the store. My ears perked up, mostly because I was sure I knew the voice who was speaking. It was a female's voice, soft and serene like- 

''Mrs. Kavinsky?'' My eyes widened at her sight at the check-out counter. I hadn't seen her since I was over for dinner almost a year ago when she found out Peter and I were dating and still she didn't look like a year had passed by her. 

''Rita? Oh bless my eyes!'' She exclaimed happily as her arms wrapped me into a hug. Her sweet scent flooding my flare. I've always adored Peter's mom. She was extremely sympathetic and kind and she backed some wicked chocolate cake.. I'd beg Peter to always bring me a slice, or two... ''Oh, you look so good with blonde hair!'' 

''Thank you! My mom didn't like it much.'' 

''Nonsense! How is she, though? Peter told me you're expecting a little sibling!'' She winked.

''She's doing fine, you know as one can do pregnant!'' We laughed. ''We're travelling to the Uk later today , actually! Visiting family for the Holiday!'' 

''Really? Are you coming by the house to say goodbye before you go?'' 

''Wha- Why?'' I asked dragging my speech. 

''I mean, Peter can leave the house can he?'' She laughed and I had the impression she expected me to laugh too, but I was as lost as one can be. 

''I'm sorry, what are you talking about?'' 

''Peter's got food poisoning, caught it from Owen.'' Her smile faded and she frowned. Those were some news I didn't expect, specially because I thought he was at his girlfriend's beach house having the fun of his life. ''Didn't he tell you? Oh no...are you guys fighting? Was that why he didn't want me to invite your family over for christmas eve?'' 

''What? Mrs. Kavinsky Peter and I broke up. Didn't he tell you?'' I told her with a trembling voice. 

''Oh-'' She gulped. ''No-no. He didn't mention it. Was it recently?'' She both looked and sounded profoundly disappointed and it made my heart drop to the white tiled floor beneath our feet. I couldn't believe her words. Had she been thinking Peter and I were dating for an entire year?

''We haven't been together since February.'' She stopped for a while at my words, sadness and clear shock all over her expression. 

''I'm so sorry Rita. I'm sorry I mentioned him- I had no idea.''

''It's okay, I'm fine.'' I tried to lift the tension with a smile but it didn't help. ''We're friends.''  I wish we were friends but Mrs. Kavinsky didn't need to know we were pretty much nothing at that point, she was already so sad. It was flattering in ways. I didn't think she liked me to the point the breakup would bring her unhappiness. 

''That's good. I should go...'' Mrs. Kavinsky said gathering her stuff from the counter quickly. ''Lovely to see you honey.'' She waved me goodbye already from the door. Mrs. Kavinsky was embarrassed, of course, I'd be as well, but why hadn't Peter told his mother about us? Why wasn't he with Chloe after all? Those questions and more hunted me during the entire day and until I crossed the Atlantic's ocean. - It was when I fell asleep, lulabyed by the rain hitting the plane's window beside me. 

If none of what happened had happened, Peter and I would have been celebrating our first anniversary and when I woke up it was the first thing I thought about but I didn't have time to mourn on it. We had arrived in London and even though I had hated that place for a while, it was refreshing to be so far away from the main reason to my headaches.  

Of course not even an entire ocean could separate me from the drama that was my life and that was proven by the call I got the next day when I was already at Thomas' former house, decorating the tree I made him. 

''Leo did what?''  I asked stumbling back. 

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i know it's a small chapter babes but the next one will be already after the holidays and i wanted to include this with Peter's mom before

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