Chapter 6
"Kylie what happened honey?" Harley asked in the most motherly tone ever, breaking the silence that filled the room.
I sniffed then sat up. I took a deep breath. "He’s an ass." I managed to say before I started sobbing again.
Harley wrapped her arms around my shoulders and hugged me tight. We rocked back and forth for the longest time and at that time I never felt so safe in my life. Harley would protect me no matter what.
Somewhere between my sobbing and Harley talking to me I managed to fall asleep which I was totally grateful for, except that I had dreams of Nick. I got off the bed and walked into the living room area. Harley was sitting on the couch watching TV.
"Hey." I said as I sat down by her.
"Hi how are you?" She asked full of concern.
"I’ve been better."
"Want to tell me what happened now?"
I nodded. "I saw him and followed him to his hotel. And totally spilled my heart out to him and he said I was just a good fuck."
"Are you serious?" She asked with wide eyes.
"Yeah, then I said I was in love with him and he said he knew and that I wasn’t the only one."
"Oh baby, I’m sorry." She said wrapping her arms around me.
"It’s ok."
"No it’s not."
I started to cry again and said, "I know it’s not. I am in love with him."
"I’m sorry."
"It’s not your fault. It’s my own damn fault for letting my guards down. For thinking something was different with him. I was so stupid to think there could have been something different."
"It’ll be ok. But I’m really sorry maybe I shouldn’t have drugged you out here."
"It’s ok. I know how all the guys that I did this to felt like now. Well if they ever developed feelings for me like I did Nick. God I just want to hit something I’m that pissed at myself."
"Maybe this is a lesson to learn from." Harley said smiling a little. Leave it to Harley to point out the ‘lesson’ you could learn from this.
Damn it I didn’t want to learn a lesson. What can you learn from losing someone you loved? Or not even having one you loved? How does getting your heart broken benefit you? I was in love and I hated to admit it because I didn’t believe in love but damn it this was fucking love and I couldn’t do a damn thing about it.
My life was never going to be the same again. I was never going to be the same again. How was I going to handle seeing him on TV? How could I see him and not think about what happened between us? This was going to be a whole lot harder than I thought. Maybe it was good for me to get back to my normal routine. I’d been gone a total of two weeks so maybe it’ll be good to go back to my normal shit again.
"Kylie are you ready?" Harley asked me as I gathered my bags early the next day.
"Yeah." I said walking to the door.
"You ready to go back to school?"
"Not really." I replied quietly as we walked out of the hotel room.
"You ok?" Harley whispered to me on the way down to the cab.
I nodded slightly keeping everything together.
We got in the cab and I just started crying I wasn’t even sure why it just all came out. All the times I’ve been hurt this felt like the worst.
"Are you sure you’re ok?" She asked rubbing my back.
I nodded and said, "I wish all my feeling was gone. I can’t believe I let myself go for him. I’m going to put him out of my mind. So I’m going to cry one last time and then I’m done." I said looking at Harley who was smiling at me.
"One last cry?" She asked.
I looked at her and then back out the window I sighed and said, "One last cry and then I’ll pick myself back up again."