t w e n t y - t w o

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july 2014
kenzie louise

then i saw him hit him

"ross!" me and rydel shouted in unison

"your a dick!" ross shouted in anger as ollie whined in pain

"stop it" i sobbed

yes i was crying.

ross realised that i was crying and his anger suddenly stopped, his eyes became glossy and panick rose on his face

he ran over to me and grabbed my hands, that's when i realised his bleeding hand

i shook my head "ross"

"i'm so sorry" he tightened his grip

i lifted my head up more and looked and ollie, he had his friends surrounding him

i looked back at ross and shook my head before letting his hands go, i made my way over to ollie and knelt down next to him

"are you okay?" i asked as i rubbed his back lightly

i heard the door slam so i'm guessing ross walked away

he looked up at me and a smile grew on his face

"yeah, my eye hurts but it's nothing" he shrugged

"okay, i'll get some ice" i friwned before i headed to the freezer

i grabbed an ice pack and sat on the couch next to ollie, everyone was around the kitchen talking, but rydel was with us and others

"here" i said handing him the ice pack

he smiled at me before putting the ice pack to his cheek

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"i'm gonna check on ross" i rubbed ollies back before standing up and walking to the bedroom

i knocked gently but got no response, i sighed before opening the door slightly, i peeked around the corner to find ross laying on his back on the bed

"ross?" i whispered

he mumbled into the pillow he was holding tightly before sitting up and spotting me

his face slowly turned to guilt

"i'm so sorry" he frowned

i walked in and shut the door behind me behind and started walking over to ross

i sat on the edge of the bed as ross shifted closer to me, i put my hands in my lap before i started talking

"talk to me"

he sighed.

"listen, you don't see the other side of him, it's like, he try's to take you away from me, he cant, please kenzie"

"but what do you mean?" i shook my head and furrowed my eyebrows

he shifted to the left so he could face me properly "he said...that he-h-he showered with you"

my head moved almost instantly to ross, panick on my face

"h-he said that?"

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