The Apocalypse: Life After Death

Chapter 7: Kyla's Secret

Could you at least talk to me, Angel. I don't know what you're so angry with me about?" I follow my girlfriend as she blows me off and heads into the bathroom attached to our bedroom. "Angel please, it's been two weeks. Two weeks of you getting up, going to work, coming home and sleeping on the couch. I need to know-" My sentence dies in my throat when she rips the door open. "Is it because Eric and his men have been here since the attack on the city? I haven't even gone near him since they got here. I thought that was what you wanted." A shrill of a laugh leaves her mouth and she tries to close the door on me again but I stop her, stepping in front of it.

"Move." She instructs me. I don't think I've seen so much hatred in her eyes before, never towards me at least.

"Just tell me what I did wrong, tell me so I can fix this. Fix us."

"If I have to tell you what you did wrong," She pauses, shaking her head. "then there is no us Kyla, and there never will be again." She sighs and shakes her head as she pushes past me to leave the room. "I'm going to work." Is all she says before she disappears.

I'm trying to wrap my brain around all this. She can't still be this upset with me over telling Spencer about the attacks on the city, can she?

I sigh, flopping down on the bed as someone knocks on the door. I pop back up and tell them to come in.

"Bad time?" Spencer asks as she comes and sits down next to me on the bed. I shrug. "I only ask because I just saw Angel leave out of here and she didn't look to happy. Is she still mad at you about telling me all that stuff?" She questions, taking a seat on the bed next to me.

"I really don't know. She won't talk to me Spence. She hasn't talked to me since the day of the supply run. I don't know what to do. I don't know what I did wrong."

Spencer places a hand on my shoulder. "Maybe it's just the fact that Eric has been here and all up in her face for the past two weeks. They are having to work directly with each other ever since that attack. Maybe having to see him so much is opening up old wounds or something for her."

"But Eric and I dated for all of five seconds forever ago, why would she..." I trail off, replaying the scene in my head. Could Angel know, could she have known this whole time? And if she did know, why didn't she confront me about it before.

"Ky, what is it?" Spencer pops a brow, staring at me.

"I... I... oh shit Spence. I think Angel knows."

"Knows what?" Spencer asks, confused. I didn't tell her, I didn't tell anyone. Not even Ashley, how could Angel possibly know? I stand up from the bed and pace the room. "Kyla, what does Angel know?" She asks a bit louder trying to get me to stop pacing.

If Angel knows then... "Oh shit." I stop pacing and turn to face Spencer. "I think Angel knows that I slept with Eric." I state and the look on Spencer's face is a mixture of shock and disbelief. "I never meant for it to happen, it just sorta did and afterward I felt so damn bad about it that Eric and I just kinda agreed to never talk about it again. But I never told anyone and I'm sure Eric didn't either so I don't really know where or why or how Angel could have heard about it."

Spencer opens her mouth to say something then quickly closes it. I don't think she even knows what to say at this point.

"You...she...what the hell Ky?"

I drop my head in my hands. "I know, I know. It was stupid and I was just... I was feeling all these different things at the time and Eric was telling me how I wouldn't get to have all this stuff that I could have with him if I stayed with Angel and then he just sorta kissed me and one thing led to another and I just..." I stop, sitting back down on the bed. "I really fucked up, Spence." I try to keep myself from crying. If Angel knows that I slept with Eric then there's no point in even discussing this. She's never gonna forgive me.