Kian?

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-kians POV-

I can't spend another minute without her, I know jc and her are dating, but I know jc, he's gonna use her, but I can't do anything, but the thing is, I love Andrea.

I just don't know who I love the most. I'm sitting in my room right now. Playing with my fingers as I think In deep thought.

I let out a big groan and flop Onto my bed,

'should I tell Ashly that I have feelings about her, she's always there for me. I'll just call jenn'

-calling jenn-

J- hey Kian! What's up?

K- hey jenn, I need advice-

J-coming over now!

-12 minutes later-

"IM HERE" jenn yells barging into my room

"THERAPIST JENN IN THE HOUSEE" she screams barging into my room

"Shh" I laugh

"Ok ok, so, I love two people, I just don't know who to choose" I groan and put my head in my hands

"Well, choosers the one that never did anything wrong, was always there for you, and cares about you" she says shrugging

(A/n I meant to say choosers 😂😂)

I automatically knew who I had chose.

-ASHLYS POV-

I woke up, in jc's bed. I rubbed my eyes and looked to my side to see no one, I heard voices so I looked around his room, jc was in the bathroom talking  to someone, the door was cracked open a little so I could hear what he was saying. I decided to listen on their convo, what? I am his girlfriend.

"Yeah.. Yeah, yeah. Of course. Love you too babe" jc says into the phone

My heart stops

What

That's when I know I can never trust that boy again, I stand up and get dressed quickly, I best get out my anger

"Fuck you jc!" I yell at him before I walk out of his room going down the stairs

"YOU FUCKING SLUT! I NEVER LOVED YOU ANYWAY. YEAH I AM CHEATING ON YOU. BITCH" he screams at me

I notice Kian staring at me wide eyed. I wipe one of my tears away and grab my bags that where left by the doorway from yesterday.

I walk out of his house, feeling numb. I go back to my house. Lock all the doors. I head to the bathroom, look at myself in the mirror,

I told you so, maybe he is right, I am a bitch. A whore, stupid, slut.

I give a deep sigh and lean on the counter. I stare at myself at the mirror.

That's when I start to break down, crying my eyes out, there's a knock on the door

"FUCK OFF" I yell and continue to cry and pace back and forth in my room

I run my hands through my hair, fucking hell.. I let out a scream just so I can get everything out of me, I should've never came back, should've took my life that one day back in middle school.

Then this would've never
Happened..

I run back into the bathroom, I hear the main door break open. I lock my bathroom door and cry harder. My mirror was crack so I took a piece of it from the corner. Held it over my wrist, and closed my eyes

1- for being a bitch
2- for falling for his stupid tricks and games
3- for believing he actually cared for me
4- stupid
5- slut
6- not perfect

I threw the glass price onto the ground, I felt so numb I felt nothing, that's when my bathroom door busted open.

"Kian?"

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