The Bitch You Killed

Chapter Thirteen

Song of the chapter is Selena Gomez and Zedd's song 'I Want You to Know'

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

After I realised what Tyler was suggesting to me, I went into silent mode.

How could he even think of me in that way after all that I had done to him? Was he really just going to roll over and forget about everything that had happened between us? Was it really that simple?

  "I don't know what to say," was all I could muster as I stared into my lap waiting for something to happen.

  "You don't have to say anything but are you going to deny that you don't feel the connection?" he said, his voice was playful, daring me to disagree with him.

  "Of course I feel a connection, but I'm not sure about whether or not we feel the same thing."

Even I was confused over the bullshit that was spewing out of my mouth — what the hell was I talking about?

With a laugh he said the words that managed to melt the icy chambers of my cold bitchy heart;

  "Same old Khloe," in his voice I detected a tone I hadn't heard in a while, particularly in relation to me. Fondness. He spoke about me as though I was still his best friend and partner in crime.

I looked up into his eyes to see they reflected the same thing. He looked happy to see someone, and shockingly he was looking at me. What sort of twisted world is this?

  "Ty, I don't get you. One minute you're kicking me out of your house and the next you're trying to crack that you have feelings for me? What's with that?"

Anyone else noticed that I ask too many questions?

Probably another reason I'm dead — nobody likes a nosy bitch.

  "I said I was sorry for that," his voice changing from warm and light to sad in an instant.

   "I know, I'm not trying to make you feel bad — I'm just confused."

After that, our eyes met and we just looked at each other for what felt like the longest time. I just stared at his features, not really thinking anything just looking at him. I felt like I had looked at him for so long that his face would be forever etched in my memories.

  "I've missed you," he said while staring at a something just behind me. I wanted to turn around and look at what he found so interesting but I didn't want to spoil the moment.

  "I've missed you too — so much. I regretted it the moment I left this house the last time. It still kills me to think of what could have happened between us if I hadn't been so stupid," I said. It felt good to finally say that to him, to finally admit that I regretted something.

  "It wasn't entirely your fault, I mean Mackenzie was always manipulative-" he started before I interrupted him.

  "I can't use her as a pillow to fall back on every time I fuck up Tyler. I fucked up big time when I ditched you and it wasn't all her fault. I am capable of thinking for myself and at the time it just made sense and honestly, you will never know how sorry I am for that."

  "Let's just stop talking about it. I can't forget it Khloe, but I can move on from it — I think I can anyway. I want to; I want to move past everything that happened between us. I don't want to start again because we had so many memories that I don't want to just disregard, but I want to get to know you again. I want to be your best friend again and I know how cheesy and unmanly that sounds but that's what you do to me Khloe. You make me weak," he said. He made his voice exaggerated towards the end which earned a slight laugh from me.