(More Than) Just Friends.

Chapter Twenty Three

Even from behind, I could see his jawline was tight. I touched his arm soothingly. "Tyler, really. What's going on?" I asked again. He couldn't be that mad over Levi coming back. "I'm going to break up with him as soon as I can. Your mom was right there."

His fierce heartbeat was his only response. His breathing became so heavy that I gradually became worried. This wouldn't be good. I could feel it.

"What happened between you two when we went to visit him?" He asked curiously. "You and Levi."

I looked at his room and observed the dark wall, reluctantly answering his question. "I saw him kissing this girl. Then I heard him say that he was the only guy I had so he couldn't break up with me," I answered truthfully. "And that I have daddy issues."

I watched as Tyler looked calm, just nodding.

"So that's when you came to my room?" He put the pieces together and I just nodded.

What he did next didn't surprise me at all. He smiled. I knew he was angry, but like always he'd hide how he really felt.

"You used me, the entire time, to make yourself forget about Levi and feel better," his voice was so calm and steady that it scared me.

"No. It was not for a second like tha--

"Do you even love me?" He cut me off.

The question had caught me off guard. I didn't know what to say. "What?" I asked him.

He just shook his head, obviously disappointed in my response. I just wasn't ready to put myself out there again with someone.

"Tyler , I care about you so, so muc--

You care about me?" He cut me off becoming more and more serious by the second. "Kylie you don't care about anyone but yourself. I'm literally walking around OBLIVIOUS to the real situation," he boomed and I shushed him cautiously.

"Dont shush me Kylie!" He exploded and I looked down in shame. He was even more mad than when we'd visited his dad in Oregon and I couldn't believe I was the one who'd caused it this time.

He took a moment to contain his anger before speaking again, lower this time. "Do you still love him," he asked through gritted teeth, looking directly in my eyes and at that moment I couldn't find any words. I was completely speechless.

"Tyler," I mumbled unbelievably.

"And to think, I thought I loved you?" He said it like it was a joke and my heart shattered.

"You can let yourself out," he demanded without looking at me. I could see the rage on his face and I knew he was done with me. I'd messed everything up by lying to him and I had no idea how I was going to fix it.

I looked at him once more, before picking myself up and leaving like he'd ordered.

::Tyler's POV::

I tossed and turned, having trouble falling asleep. It was about six in the morning and thick beads of sweat had outlined my forehead.

That was my first real fight with Kylie last night and though I hated it, I couldn't just forgive her. She'd completely used me and I would be an idiot to just let her think everything was okay between us. It wasn't. Our whole 'relationship' was fake. I thought she liked Levi and me, and that she would have to make a choice. Instead, I was really only her distraction, her backup plan since things fell through with Levi.

She didn't make it seem like she planned on breaking up with him when we argued. She said it, but I don't think she meant it. Was she that willing to work out her relationship with Levi? There wasn't even a relationship to save! Both of them had been cheating on each other for weeks! But who was I to keep them apart? They were meant for each other.