Welcome, After a long break from writing im trying to come back with my head filled with amazing ideas. Hopefully you will enjoy the begging of this story which even though it might sound a bit complicated it will come better!

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Sweet Night.

-" I´m sorry"- She said as he looked down at the floor –" I really tried but I- I can´t keep going being the only grown up in this"-

But of course she wasn´t, she knew they needed to talk about it but he had made it clear: Kyle couldn´t know otherwise it was over.

- "Emi please, let´s just- please, we need to talk about it"- He looked miserable. She couldn´t remember one single opportunity where Kyle had looked so pathetic but of course, Kyle never looked like that, he was too cool for it.

- "There´s nothing to talk about, I´m so sorry"- She said pushing her way towards the door, her red suitcase was heavy and it wasn't easy to control but she had to leave quickly, he was waiting outside.

-"Emi"- he said grabbing her wrist –"I´m begging you, please"- Her breath stopped as he touched her face –"Don´t leave me"-

But it was too late, he had already told her how this was going to end, he always knew.

Like when she was 12 and her parents got divorced, nobody saw that coming but he had, he had told her about the other phone, the one her father kept under his desk and answered everyday after lunch to meet his lover. He knew the place where his father made love to that other woman and forgot about his family, the one that waited for him at home. She had known she had to tell her mother about it but she had told him first how much she hated her father for doing that and he had taken the whole thing on his hands. She hadn´t known of course, so when the next morning the police officer knocked at her door and informed them her father had been murdered she knew it had been him. He didn´t like it when people caused her some sort of pain, and Kyle was doing it right now.

-" Kyle no"- she said pushing back –"I´m sorry, I really am but its over"- She saw how his heart broke and tears filled his eyes.

- "Please"- he whispered, but it was too late. She pushed him apart and left the loft without turning back.

Her heart ache so badly, but she had to be strong, it wasn´t safe.

As she walked down the street a shiver went down her spine. A shadow appeared behind her and she stopped.

-" It´s done"- she said. The man just passed by her –"I said it´s done!"- She said louder.

The man just kept walking slowly.

-"Hey! No need for anything"- she said keeping up with him –"did you hear me?"- She turned him by the shoulder. His cold blue eyes looked at her as a shiver went down her spine. This was him.

- "I broke up"- she whispered unable to look away from his eyes. He stared at her looking back for a while. Her heart made a jump and he looked down at his hands, she followed the gaze and noticed the dark liquid over her feet.

-"What the f-"- she started saying until she noticed the red over his hands.

-"No"- she whispered looking up again to his blue eyes afraid –"What did you, where´s, what have you done to, no… Kyle…".