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Blythe "you think what?!" keke yelled.
"i..i mean, think about it: kyla hated me because she had the feeling that zion liked me, and then cut us both off. she wanted zion for herself at the end of the day, but i guess if she can't have him....no one can."
"you sound crazy."
"i'm fucking going insane, keke."
i placed my hands on my face and cried.
"don't cry, baby."
"i just wanna know what happened to him." i sniffled.
"and we will. so where are we going?"
"kyla's. here's the address."
i opened my phone and typed in her address. i handed my phone to keke. she started the car and drove to her place.
when we got there, i frantically knocked on the door.
"kyla, i know you're there!!"
keke waited in the car.
"blythe?" kyla answered.
"open your fucking car." i demanded.
"what-"
"just get your damn keys and move it." i said in a low tone.
she grabbed her keys and opened her door. i went in the backseat and grabbed the pliers.
"you wanna tell me what you've been really doing with these?"
"this again? why can't you-"
"i know you cut zion's brakes."
i didn't know for a fact, but i wanted to see if i could scare the truth out of her.
"what? why would i do that?"
"i dont know, you tell me. how? how could you? zion didn't do anything to you-"
"yes he did! he came back into your life and ruined everything. i thought he liked me...."
"kyla, sometimes the person won't like you back, that doesn't mean you try to end their life! you could go to jail for attempted murder kyla....you could stay there for life."
"someone made me. i swear, i didn't want to."
"who?"
"remember when i rescued you from that bar? well, the real reason was, you was going to meet someone."
"who, kyla?"
"charlotte.."
"you're lying!"
"how do you think i know her?! gosh, blythe believe me!"
"was there anyone else involved?"
"karen.."
"fuck." i whispered.
"i'm sorry, blythe! i didn't want to, i swear." she cried.
"i'm suppose to be meeting brandon at the airport.....shit." i said looking at my phone.
"i'm sorry...." she whispered.
"we aren't done." i said angrily.
i ran to keke's car and took a deep breath.
"so?"
"it was kyla..."
"that bitch tryna kill my brother cuz he wasn't interested."
"yeah...."
there was definitely more i should tell her, but my mind couldn't process it.
