Numb ✔️

14: More Talking

I stepped through the door, and immediately start feeling the tears pour out.

They started off slow, but after a few moments I was full on sobbing.

Case looked over at me from his spot on the couch, his blue eyes wide.

He watched me stand in the entrance, tears pouring down my face. My body shook as I continued to cry.

He put down the Xbox controller he was holding, and walked up to me.

"Lyn, what's wrong?" His brows were knit together in a look of concern.

The only sound that escaped my mouth was a quite whine, and more sobs.

Case wrapped his arms around me, in a very protecting manner.

I didn't have the energy to wrap mine around him. Only to stand there, and let him pull me in to his chest, as he stroked my hair.

"Ashlyn, please tell me what's wrong." He requested.

I heaved a huge sigh "Kent and I broke up." I mumbled in to his grey t-shirt.

His body tensed at my words, and he slowly separated us.

"He dumped you?" His voice was deep and steady.

One I knew all to well. We was pissed, but he trying to stay calm for my sake.

"No," I placed a hand on his arm, in an attempt to calm him. "I broke up with him."  I said the last part quieter, because it was a little humiliating.

Getting broken up with is definitely more humiliating, but breaking up with someone makes you feel like a really shitty person.

"I'll be fine." I told him, knowing that he wasn't exactly sure what to say in the moment. "I just need some ice cream."

He nodded hesitantly as I proceeded towards the kitchen.

Caiden sat on the kitchen island, scrolling though his phone.

I wiped the dried tears from my face, most likely smearing my already destroyed makeup in the process.

Caiden looked up from his phone when he heard me open the freezer. I felt his eyes on me as I bent down to reach the tub of birthday cake ice cream.

I ignored it, but part of me had a strong feeling that he might've been looking at my ass.

Surprisingly this thought didn't upset me as much it should've.

I set the ice cream down next to the blue eyed boy, as I grabbed a spoon from the cutlery drawer.

I sat up on the granite counter next to him, and peeled the top off the plastic tub. I shoveled ice cream on to the spoon and shoved it I'm my mouth.

A miserable expression stayed on my face the whole time. And I stared straight ahead.

I felt Caiden's gaze linger on my face.

"You good?" I turned to look at him. His brows were raised in a concerned but also amused way.

I shook my head rapidly and shoved more of the sugary cream in my mouth.

Then I slammed the container down, and marched to the freezer again.

I dug through all its contents, but was disappointed to see that all the rocky road was gone.

"Ugh, I hate birthday cake flavor, but there no rocky road." I threw my arms up in frustration.

I turned around in defeat, returning to my disgusting ice cream.

Caiden winced.

"I might've eaten the rocky road." He admitted.

I sent him a death glare, causing him to put his hands up in defense.

"That was mine." I pointed an accusing finger at him.

"In my defense, I needed it." He replied.

"What do you mean you needed it? If you really wanted ice cream you could've eaten this shit." I slammed the frosty container down on the counter again.

"Bridgette dumped me. I needed to eat my feelings."

Caiden having feelings seemed odd. Caiden wasn't known for talking openly about his feelings. Or actually even admitting he had feelings.

If Caiden Cummings had feeling, he definitely didn't feel them too often. As he was too drunk or high to feel anything in the slightest.

But no one could be completely stone hearted, so he must have feelings, right?

I'm sure he must.

"She dumped you?" I scoffed, almost choking on the melted sugary substance in my mouth.

I'm sure that was attractive as hell.

He put a hand over his chest.

"Ouch. Ya she dumped me about a week ago." The second part, he said quieter, looking down at the marble floor beneath us.

"I'm sorry. I just thought you'd be the one to break thing off." I answered, sitting back up on the counter.

"Why's that?" He looked at me, and that's when I noticed how close we were. Our faces were incredibly close. But neither of us did anything to change that.

I shrugged. "I don't know, you just always seemed annoyed or bored with her." I spoke honestly.

His light blue eyes searched my dark blue ones for a few seconds.

That's when I saw something flash in them. I'm not sure what, but something that caused him to speak again.

"I mean she was kinda annoying at times, but she was sorta like my girlfriend though. Ya know?" She reasoned.

I nodded.

"Ya I think I do. But if she was kinda like your girlfriend, how come you never asked her to be your actual girlfriend?"

Maybe that question pushed it too far. He didn't answer for a while. He sat and thought about it.

I was half expecting him to get up and stomp away.

He didn't though.

"I'm not sure exactly." He was starring at the ceiling. Or more like through it. "Saying that Bridgette's my girlfriend doesn't quite sound right."

"Yeah I can get that."

We sat in silence for a couple of minutes, none daring to push the conversation further.

"Wait, what were you crying about though?" He quizzed.

"Oh, um, Kent and I broke up." I swallowed hard.

"I'm sorry." He replied.

"Yeah you should tell him that, not me."

I'm pretty sure Caiden got the message that I broke up with him.

We sat in silence for a while longer, then Caiden pushed himself off the counter and headed to the basement.

I immediately lacked his presence. Which only made me more sad.

With a quiet sigh, I put the lid on the melted ice cream, and put it away. I licked the spoon clean, before chucking it in the sink.

Then I slowly sauntered up the stairs and to my room, fully prepared to pass out the moment my head hit the pillow

A/N:
So a bit of a slower chapter, but we got some character development, so yay.

Let me know what you thought about it.

-Grace🍒