oh my godd..
I'm so sorry. Some people were saying it's not what they thought it was gonna be. I'm so sorry. I feel terrible.:/ Legit, I started crying.
But, I thought something... I shouldn't be trying to please you so much, because this is my story. But I just had to say that. I love you though!
So, now, here it is.
RECAP;
Chase is at the hotel for her.... what willl happen?!
McKenna's POV;
"Is your room okay?" Tyler says and steps into the view of Chase.
"If he wasn't in here. It'd be fine. Night." I say and step in, slamming the door in his face. I push past Chase and sit on my bed.
"Micky..." He starts talking but I shush him with my hand.
"It's McKenna, and I thought I told you not to talk to me?" I snap.
He sighs lightly. "McKenna, you told me not to text you or call you. So I didn't. I've been on a little plane trying to get here before you did. I need to talk to you. Can I sit on the bed?"
I raise my eyebrows and point to a chair. He sits down and looks at me.
"Can you tell me what changed? What did I do?"
"You lied to me. The reason I hated him so much was because, because he was a bad kid. And your just like him. I knew it was stupid to think that maybe I meant something to you." I say in a strong voice.
"Hate-d?" He asks, perplexed.
"Yes, hated. He's a cool guy. My friend. And he was yours. Which you never bothered to tell me." I sniff.
"Okay, so did he ever tell you about his past?!" He's getting angry at me, but I don't care. I feel the same way at him, so I stand up.
"YES AND IT'S OKAY. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, A MISTAKE." I shout at him and he flinches back.
"Fine. I guess theres no point in trying to talk to you, anymore. Goodbye McKenna." He gives me a curt nod and slams my door shut.
When I'm sure I'm alone, I start crying. Why was I so stupid? I should've known it all along.
Chase's POV;
"Okay, so did he ever tell you about his past?!" I say, angry and knowing he'd never tell her he shot me. Her eyes flicker with recongnition and she stands up.
"YES AND IT'S OKAY. IT WAS AN ACCIDENT, A MISTAKE." Her shrill voice screams at me. I freeze for a second, then walk to the door.
"Fine. I guess theres no point in trying to talk to you, anymore. Goodbye McKenna." I say and slam her door. Numbly, I walk over to my door and open it, shaking with anger. She's so okay with him... shooting me? God. The only girl who I didn't want just for sex... the only one I cared about, doesn't CARE. I slam my hand down on the back board of my bed and feel the immediate pain inflaring into my hand.
Damnit.
McKenna's POV;
I need some sleep. I can't stop thinking about the cnoversation me and Tyler had, and the way that he held me.
I don't even know.
OKAY...
YOU HATE ME, I KNOW.
But, i cannnnot think of whats gonna happpen. soo..... im so sorrry.
:/ I wil upload asap.