Chapter 14
428 Words
Layla POV
*ring, ring, ring, ring, ring*
*phone convo*
Kevin: Layla !
Layla: Kevin ? where the hell you at ? got Lauren sister coming to my house ! take yo ass home !
Kevin: i told you, you were mine ! i told you we can run away together !
Layla: Kevin. baby, go home to you wife and daughter and make a life with them. forget about me. i'm doing good without you.
Kevin: okay ! i will, but remember you mines ! always have, always will be. this isn't over !
'he hung up on me and i sat back and sighed. who knew it was gonna be this hard breaking things of with him ? when he had me, he seemed like he didn't care and now that i broken things off with us he only wants me and he cares and all that other bull crap ! i'm tired of it. im finally happy, so why can't he just let me be that way ? he needs to go back home to his daughter and Lauren. his wife. that's who he wanted all along anyway. now you can fully commit to her. stop running ! i don't understand him now. but everyone changes once in a while.'
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*3 months later*
Layla: i love you
Kevin: i love you too.
Layla: but your still with her !
Kevin: baby just give me time.
Layla: i don't have all the time in the world to wait for you Kevin !
Kevin: i know Layla ! just keep loving and believing in me and maybe your wish will come true.
'i woke up and gasped. i've been having dreams like that since i got off the phone with Kevin 3 months ago. me and Jordan tried to take things further, but we couldn't. we still see each other and he still takes me on dates.... i just cant be with him just yet. i know it hurts him to see me love somebody else, but i just can't help it. my heart says this and then my mind says that and it's all a big bundle of sh.t im tired of. why can't i just be at peace with everything ? everything just seems to fall apart day after day and i can't take it anymore. maybe it's not the people around me that makes me miserable. maybe it's myself. maybe i need to work on myself and figure out who i am then try to work things out with other people. STAGE ONE: Layla.'
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