chapter twenty three.
glens point of views.
emma and i had been dating for months now. yes we fight, but we get over it in the end. mainly over her tho.
the fact that she isnt the girl i want. well she is and she isnt. shes beautiful as hell but firey and speaks her mind. the one thing i dont like.
today she pushed it. we argued about kyle and she said he was just a friend. a friend my ass.
walking over to her she was on the phone. to kyle no doubt.
"emma get off the phone," i yelled fumming. she looked at me scared and hung up.
"glen calm down," she said.
i had gotten violent before and for good reason. slapping her across the face she went down to the ground.
"who were you talking to?" i asked.
"trish i swear she called me," she cried.
i got on top of her and grabbed her hair pulling her up off the ground.
"dont lie to me you fucking whore who was it?" i asked.
she begged and pleaed for me to let her down, but i wouldnt she had to learn.
she kicked me in the guts and ran away. out of the house. i would have followed her if i didnt know where she was going.
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knocking on kyles door i was panic. glen had hit me numores times, but he had lost it now. my facr was still on fire and my skull was bleeding.
kyle opened and looked at me consered.
"what happened?" he asked guiding me inside. i colapsed in a mess of tears explaining everything to him.
"i should have known," he said holding me "i never liked him," he said strocking my hair.
i stayed in his arms till a knock on the door brought me out of it. opening the door glen stood there.
"you have no right to be here," kyle growled "get off my propity,"
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Teen FictionEmma and Kyle were childhood friends could besfriend become lovers??
