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A/N i'm using a new type of POV set up xx some strong themes are in this
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(Kaycee's POV)
after the whole situation at the hospital, they drove me home and waved goodbye as i walked through the door. my mum wasn't home so i slid down the door, curled myself up and cried. i cried over nothing in particular but my emotions were a rollercoaster and i needed to release my stress. finally i gathered up some strength and trampled up the stairs dragging my coat behind me. i collapsed on my bed and scrolled through my instagram feed. i regret it because when i saw the comments on my recent with rye it broke me.

@/kxykxy: dear @/ryebeaumont thankyou for helping me smile :)@/ryebeaumont: of course beautiful@/britt23: whats rye doing with her

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@/kxykxy: dear @/ryebeaumont thankyou for helping me smile :)
@/ryebeaumont: of course beautiful
@/britt23: whats rye doing with her.
@/indiee9: who does she think she is.
@/gina67: i made another account. don't even bother blocking me again you're a waste of oxygen.

of course, this didn't help my mood.

through my tearful eyes I grabbed my phone and tried to click to call Rye...
calling Rye Pie 💜💞
"Hey KK" he said instantly calming me
"R-rye i-i dont know what to do" i stuttered down the phone between snuffles and cries.
"don't worry beautiful i'm coming" he reassured me but it wasn't him at the door, it was a slightly smaller blonde lad, i couldn't make out the face. i opened the door and stood in front of me was Brooklyn, my cheeks flooded with the colour red and i died of embarrassment. i closed my eyes and without hesitation he wrapped me into a hug, brushing lightly down my back to tell me it was alright. he lead me to my living room and sat me down allowing me to cry into his shoulder

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