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21

Kairi

"Jeffrey, would you mind helping me with my luggage?" I ask the man. I had just arrived back home.

And by home I meant my childhood home and not the penthouse that I shared with that monster.

Did I really think of him as a monster?

No.

But it was easier if I told myself that he was bad, because then I'd miss him less.

And I already missed him so much.

"There are many bags here, Kairi. Are you staying long?" Jeffrey asks as we walk into the house. "How ever long it takes for me to find a new apartment." I reply, trying not to burst into tears again.

Jeffrey placed my bags into my old bedroom at my dad's place. It hadn't changed since I left. For some reason I loved that.

I loved knowing that I could always come here whenever I needed to feel safe and whole.

I used to feel that way around Mattia, but now I'm not so sure.

I sighed, letting myself flop down onto my bed. Closing my eyes, I replayed the memories of tonight.

I don't need you

Fuck you

I don't want you

I never cared about you

All this time I was falling for someone who didn't even care.

He didn't care.

But I did.

I cared about him. I cared about his opinion, I cared about anything and everything that related to him.

I hadn't even realized that I was crying again until I heard my father's voice.

"Shhh, it'll be okay, son. Everything will be okay." He assured me as he rubbed circles on my back, allowing me to cry into his chest.

"I love him." I sobbed.

I love him.

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wouldn't it be so sad if i made kai heartbroken for the following chapters 🙂

i think i might do that...

yuh ❤