Fuckboy But I Love Him

~chapter 15~

Kayce's POV:

Who would've known that the night is going to take this turn with Edward sitting on my couch with an ice pack on his head as I watched him like a creep not actually knowing what to do with myself.

I felt so bad but again I didn't know who was knocking  at my door at nearly 4am and yet I still felt bad and even embarrassed and the only choice I  had is to help him with his headache and take him to the living room before he collapses on the floor even though I wasn't quite sure if I'm over our fight or not. But I decided to ignore it for now.

I apologized too many times and he would say its his fault for bothering me at this time and this conversation kept repeating over and over.

It hits me every now and then why he's even showing at my house but I didn't ask and somehow I wanted him to bring it up cause I was too embarrassed to even function like a normal person.

"I- I should've waited until tomorrow but I had to get it out of my chest. "He finally broke the tension that was thick enough to be cut with a knife.

And he's back to being silent,  again.

"Since you're already here, what did you have to get out of your chest? " I hated 'the cold' play I'm pulling I really did but I couldn't be excited about him being here, not after what happened.

I figured he was nervous or hesitant and I didn't question it I just waited patiently for his answer cause the last thing I wanted to show to him right now is interest. Well deep down I was burning to know what is he doing here..

He cleared his throat and it was taking all of me to not shout to his face so he can talk.

"I fucked up and I'm sorry kayce I really am. "

This night was full of surprises and yet this was the biggest out of all of them. Ed is actually apologizing. Something I never thought I'd witness and all of a sudden the reason for his nervousness  was clear now. I knew I was probably watching him at that moment with a confused face, the one you get when studying maths and I'm sure I was watching him with big wide eyes. Who am I fooling.. He knows I'm so worked up by his apology.

But I wasn't satisfied yet and I had to keep playing this role and act like a cold hearted person because he deserves it and if he was actually sorry he'll work to make things right if that's even possible.

"What are you sorry for though? For being a mean asshole or for screaming at me? Or for thinking you can get your way with me and play me like all the girls you've  been with? "

I probably over reacted but I couldn't care less.

"What- what are you talking about? Okay I gotta admit I was a real asshole and I'm really sorry I snapped at you like that but I never thought in a million years about playing you or whatever you're saying. And sure as hell I never saw you like any other girl kayce, you're special to me and you always were from the first  day I saw you. You say like all the girls I've been with?  If you were like any of those girls I wouldn't be here now, I wouldn't open up to you the way I did and you'd probably be naked under me already not drinking at a casino. "

Woah. That was unexpected and as much as I want to not believe him, I can't. I know he's sincere  and honest by his vulgar choice of words And his intense stare that kept burning holes right into my eyes.

My confusion grew bigger and his answer was no help.

What was he mad about then?

"But you-"

"I Know I don't have any excuse for what I did but the fact that you rejected me and you didn't feel the things I felt for you made me hate myself cause I realized how much of a fool I am to think that you like me back and I even felt like I forced that kiss on you even though to me it was much more than just a kiss. "