Possession •finished don't read•

Chapter 43

December 11.

Mylenah's POV

"I know you guys had sex yesterday morning!" I yelled once I walked into the kitchen seeing Jimmy and Jonathan getting cozy.

"And we know you had round two last night!" Rebecca joins.

"Nasty," we say in sync.

"Don't be jealous ladies," Jonathan says.

"I have a fist too," Rebecca says.

"Ew," I say.

"I meant- I can punch you." Rebecca says face palming herself.

"Are you not having coffee this morning?" I asked Rebecca when I noticed she sat down with toast in her lap and not on the table.

"No," she says and continues to eat her toast.

"Do you wan anything on that? Maybe some butter?" I ask her and she looks up at me and then looks down again.

I look over at the other guys in the room and they get the idea to leave.

Once they leave I sit next to her and push myself against her as much as a I can.

"What's wrong baby?" I say.

"Can you just fuck off?" Rebecca says.

I don't even flinch.

"Tell me." I demand and she drops the plate between her legs and gets up and walks to the window of the kitchen.

"Today was the day I met Kylie " she admits.

I carefully walk over the broken plate and what was left of the toast and walk over to her and wrap my arms around her but she pushes me away.

"I know you're upset-" I start but get cut off.

"I'm not upset. I'm fucking pissed because even though I have you doesn't stop me from missing her!" She yells and I can see her holding back tears as she runs out of the kitchen and probably heads down to her room.

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"What's wrong with red?" Alex asks me as I enter the garage.

"She said today was the day she met Kylie." I answered him as I sat on a chair he had brought in for me.

He doesn't reply but he knows I said something.

"Did you ever reply to her?" I ask him.

He looks up from what he is doing and turns to me. "I tried saying sorry for what I did- even what I said. But she took nothing from it. I guess she doesn't really care anymore." He says and smiles down on me.

"I hope she's not drinking in her room," I burst out.

"That's probably exactly what she is doing," he says and I get up and I'm about to head down to her room but he grabs my arm and stops me from doing so.

"If she's drinking she is gonna be abusive"

"I don't care."

I walk down to her room and the door is open but she is no where to be seen. I go back upstairs to look for her but I can't find her anywhere.