chapter 69~you two kissing

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"Because I don't get it, how is it that whenever I try to get close to you, you just push me away? Do you hate me this much?" I hear Kenji say

"I don't hate you."

"But you don't like me," he states, and I say nothing.

"Fuck, fine," he says, taking his coat off, and storming out of the room.

A few days later, after we had dinner, he was trying to get close to me, but I wouldn't let that happen.

Why

It's because he's charming, he acts nice, and he treats me well, and the question is, if I'm his, will he be mine?

The answer is no.

And I will never be his in the first place because of Alexsa.

~~~

The same evening, when Kenji came home, he was holding a huge bucket of yellow flowers, sunflowers, and white daisies.

I look at his way, eyes narrowed.

"I'm sorry for acting up," he apologized, and he handed me flowers.

I take them "thanks."

He stands there, like he's waiting for me to say something.

"Hey, it's fine, but I don't really understand why you're doing all of this for me."

"Azalea, when you got kidnapped, I actually wanted to ask you out for a date, but then..." I inured him.

"No." I shake my head, and he looks at me confused.

"Don't say that," I said.

"What why"

"Because you're a fucking player, now that Alexsa isn't here and you can't be with her, you decided to at least get with one of the sisters, and now you're claiming I'm the one you want. Kenji, be realistic." I lose my temper.

"Kenji," I said, lowering my voice. "If you're doing this to make me like you, that's impossible. I saw you two kissing; it disgusts me."

I walk out of the house and hear Kanjis shouting, Where am I going? I give him no answer.

I went to Julian's place and asked him if he could drive me to my brothers.

He agreed, and we drove.

"Is everything okay?" J asks.

"It's fine, just tired."

After a while, the car stopped. I thanked him, and he drove away.

I go inside the house, knocking and

"Damn guns in my face," I question.

"Shit sorry, sis; we thought who could come without knocking."

"It's fine." I smile, and they put their guns down.

"Is everything okay?" Henry asks.

"Yeah, I just missed this place. I'll be in my room."

"Are you not hungry?" Dorian asks, and I answer, 'no.

I lay in my room wanting to cry, but suddenly I hear a knock.

"Come in!" I shout, and Owen comes in.

"Hey"

"Hey," I say back.

"Is everything okay" he asks and I shrugged

"He wants to get close to me," I tell him. "I thought I forgave him, but when I spent time with him, I just couldn't."

"Do you like him?" he asks, and I just look at him with glossy eyes.

"Shit," he cursed.

"But not more than I hate him for what he did"

We stayed silent for a while, enjoying each other's company. When I remembered something, I had to ask him.

"What about you and him?" I ask.

"We got back together," he smiled to himself.

"Now that I look at it, I don't know his name," I ask him.

"It's max," he says, "and I also decided to tell my brothers that I also like boys."

"Want me to be there?" I ask.

"Of course"

"Oh, where's mom? I didn't see her today."

"She's sleeping"

"Why? Is she okay?" I ask, and he nods, telling me that she was just tired.

~~~

The next day, when we were all eating breakfast, mom too, Owen said

"There's something I want to tell you." They all look at him in confusion.

"What's wrong, honey?" mom asks.

Owen looks at me, I mouthed 'come on'

"I like girls... and also boys," he said quickly, and I saw how he started to take a heavy breath.

"Okay," Dorian and Henry said.

"I knew that"

"Mom, you did?" I ask.

"I didn't told you though" Owen said

"You're my child; my mother has this feeling."

Me and Owen look at Theo, and he's stuffing his mouth with food.

"What," he says, looking at us.

"Nothing to say?" I ask.

"Congrats?" Eh, that will work, I guess.

We continued to eat, and when Dorian and Henry left, mom spoke.

"So, who's that special someone?" she smiles.

"Who said I have someone?" Owen asks.

"Owen, bring me that boy; I want to get to know him," she demanded.

"Okay." Owen smiled and looked at me.

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