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Kim's P.O.V
I rolled over to fine a cold empty space. He left. So much for always.
I touched my lips remember that unforgettable kiss. Why did I let this man touch me? Why did I feel these crazy electrifying feelings whenever he did? Why did I let him stay with me? Most of all why did I let him kiss me? Oh that kiss. Imagines of last night flew into my head. The way he touched me, the way he held me like a priceless jewel, oh and his lips...snap out of it Kim. I hardly know this guy yet I am willing to give every single piece of me. That scared me the crap out of me.
I looked on my phone to see it was only 2am. "Sorry did I wake you up." Dean walked out the bathroom with a worried look. When I didn't answer he asked. "Another nightmare?"
"No." I simply said.
"Tell me what that dream was about." Dean requested sitting down next to me. I stared at my hands and he took them in his.
"It happened a long time ago." I didn't want to talk about my dreams. The dreams that were just a replay of my reality.
"Kim," Dean put his hand under my chin guiding me to look at him, "I will never judge..."
"That's not the problem," I said cutting him off and looking back down to my hands, "I have a strong feeling you will except me no matter what."
"That's true. Then what is the problem?"
"It's just...it hurts." I looked him straight in the eyes when I said this and I swear I saw a part of him break as tears feel down my pale cheeks.
He whipped each one of them away. "I'm here Kim, we can share this pain together."
He whipped my last tear and I sucked in a deep breath.
"It all started in the 8th grade. My parents started fighting a lot and I was getting bullied at school too. Nobody was there to help me through this. I tried talking to my mom but she was busy with work and the breaking up with my dad. My dad wasn't the best guy to talk about anything serious things. By the 9th grade things got worse. My parents never went a day without arguing. I felt like it was my fault because majority of what they argued about was who gets to own me. School got worse. People alway called me horrible names and flushed my books in the toilet or make me do embarrassing things in front of the other. I got isolated from everything that I started to fall into the deep pits of depression." Dean's body tensed up when he noticed the faint scares on my arms.
"I don't do that anymore," I quickly added, before he gets the wrong impression, "I stopped because of Chloe."
"Chloe." Dean added surprise leaked into his voice.
"I know right," I laughed a humourless laugh, "She was different to the others. She didn't question me or confront me about," I looked down at my waist not wanting to say those words, "She treated me like a normal person even though I was far from it. Soon I slowly began to find myself. I still haven't found the old Kimberly Smith, but I sure as hell know this shy one is a lot better than the one who always thought of death as the answer ." I felt Dean flinch at the last part.
"Is that why you keep trying to help her?" I nodded.
"She was there for me in my worst moment. I just want to return the favour that's all." I looked at him pleaded for advise.
"Kim. What made you want Chloe to help you?" Dean question even though I just told him. Was he not listening?
I answered the question anyways. "The fact that she didn't pressure me into admitting I was depression or shaming me for being so."
"Don't you think you're being just like those girls who questioned you or shamed you? I mean did you ever stop to listen you Chloe's point of view. When she heard your story she never ran over to your parents and told them to stop fighting or punched every kid that bullied you at school. No she stayed right by your side to help you and yet your the one running around punching people that hurt her. I bet you that all she wants is a shoulder to cry on and an ear that will listen."
I could help but smile at him. Now I know why Chloe's been pushing and pushing me. It's because I wasn't being there for her lie, she was there for me.
"Dean?"
"Yes?"
"Where have you been all my life?" I questioned
"I could ask you the exact same thing." He said leaning over to place his soft lips over mine.
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