Chapter 31 // Why

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•weeks later•

Me and Jack got into an argument.

Jack: What do you mean you have a modeling job in France?

Kylie: I mean that I got a really good job offer in France. It's really simple. I'm leaving next week.

Jack: And What am I gonna do without you?

Kylie: Your gonna live don't worry. I lived while you were on tour.

Jack: Kylie, you leaving for 3 months. Tour was only 1.

Kylie: I'm sorry but it's a really big offer. This has always been my dream.

Jack: But What about me. Aren't you going to miss me?

Kylie: Jack. Are you insane. Of course I'm gonna miss you. Your my everything.

Jack: Then Stay with me.

Kylie: What? You want me to stay here instead of take this offer?

Jack: Well when you put it that wa-

Kylie: NO THATS WHAT YOU MEANT YOU DONT CARE ABOUT MY CAREER THE WAY I DO. AND THE WAY I CARE ABOUT YOUR CAREER. WHY ARE YOU BEING A SELFISH LITTLE BITCH. WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU.

Jack: IM PERFECTLY FINE THANK YOU VERY MUCH. YOUR THE ONE THAT DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT OUR RELATIONSHIP.

Kylie: I GIVE MANY SHIT ABOUT US. HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK THAT I DONT CARE.

Jack: IM SO SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT. BYE.

Kylie: FINE. LEAVE. DONT COME BACK. ENJOY YOUR LIFE WITHOUT ME. I DONT CARE ANYMORE.

He stormed out of my front door without looking back. I stared at the closed door wondering what just happened. Is this the end? I sat behind the door with my head in my hands. I cried. I can't believe I just lost him. Forever. Maybe he'll come back. But that might not happen. I curled up like a ball and silently cried into my knees.

Jack's POV

(This part is just the argument repeated so if you want you can skip this)

Jack: What do you mean you have a modeling job in France?

Kylie: I mean that I got a really good job offer in France. It's really simple. I'm leaving next week.

Jack: And What am I gonna do without you?

Kylie: Your gonna live don't worry. I lived while you were on tour.

Jack: Kylie, you leaving for 3 months. Tour was only 1.

Kylie: I'm sorry but it's a really big offer. This has always been my dream.

Jack: But What about me. Aren't you going to miss me?

Kylie: Jack. Are you insane. Of course I'm gonna miss you. Your my everything.

Jack: Then Stay with me.

Kylie: What? You want me to stay here instead of take this offer?

Jack: Well when you put it that wa-

Kylie: NO THATS WHAT YOU MEANT YOU DONT CARE ABOUT MY CAREER THE WAY I DO. AND THE WAY I CARE ABOUT YOUR CAREER. WHY ARE YOU BEING A SELFISH LITTLE BITCH. WHAT HAS GOTTEN INTO YOU.

Jack: IM PERFECTLY FINE THANK YOU VERY MUCH. YOUR THE ONE THAT DOESNT GIVE A SHIT ABOUT OUR RELATIONSHIP.

Kylie: I GIVE MANY SHIT ABOUT US. HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK THAT I DONT CARE.

Jack: IM SO SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT. BYE.

Kylie: FINE. LEAVE. DONT COME BACK. ENJOY YOUR LIFE WITHOUT ME. I DONT CARE ANYMORE.

(Flashback thing over)

I quickly stormed out of Kylie's house. I paused a bit before continuing back to my car. Why did things have to go this way? Why did I have to let her go? I got mad at her for basically no reason. I'm such a horrible person. And my consequence, breaking up with Kylie. Which is the worst punishment I could ever get. What am I saying? She was the one that didn't care about "us". Why am I saying it like I'm the one who messed up. I'm so confused. I heard light cries from behind the door. Part of me wanted to go back and hug her. While the other half is saying that she deserves it. I walked back to my car and sat there. Rethinking what happened. Tears came from my eyes. But I didn't notice. I wanted to get away. And clear my mind. I needed a distraction.

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