1Chapter Six: Is This The End?
"I can't believe you're filing for divorce after two days, Kelly!" Dylan screamed at his wife while she was packing her things.
"I'm sorry, Dylan!" She shouted back. "You know, I don't think you really loved me during that whole time we were together. You will always love Brenda. For all I care, go fly and home and be with her."
"This has nothing to do with Brenda, and it never did from the very beginning. I do not love her. I love you. You're my wife. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I want to have kids with you."
"How would you feel if I told you I was still in love with Brandon?" Kelly said in a mad sarcastic kind of way, for getting back at Dylan, whom she'd accused of still loving Brenda.
Back in high school, there was the infamous Brenda, Dylan, Kelly love triangle. It all started when Brenda went to Paris with Donna for the summer, and Dylan had cheated on her with Kelly. However, they ended up breaking up a short while later, and him and Kelly got together. When Brenda found out, she was furious, and refused to speak to either of them. Most of her tension, though, was taken out on Kelly, not Dylan, because secretly, she still loved him. She always loved him. Pretty much since she moved to Beverly Hills sophomore year, she fell in love with him.
Dylan became distracted by the confused thoughts of which girl he loved. Was he really still in love with Brenda? Or did he really love his wife, who was now leaving him? He became dizzy from the confusion. He didn't even notice that Kelly threw her engagement and wedding rings on the bed, and was now in the bathroom collecting her makeup, jewelry and hair products. "Kel, can't we work through this? Come on, I love you."
"Dylan, no. When you convinced me that we were meant for each other, I believed you! Now...I don't know who to believe anymore. I can't trust anyone. Not my own mother, my own friends or my own husband," she paused, sighed, then continued. "I don't know. Before I consider divorce, I need to be alone for awhile. Let me think about it okay? We'll talk soon, and see how we both feel. I just don't want to be in a marriage where my husband loves someone else."
He got on his knees and cried his eyes out. "Kel...don't do this please..." he hugged her waist while crouched down, crying.
She began to cry too, and he was still on his knees. She just couldn't. No matter how much she loved him, his heart was somewhere else and she had to let him go. She slowly shook her head. "No..." she began. "Let go of me. I'm gonna go to the airport."
He let go of her. He got up slowly and was still crying. She took one look at him with her rolling suitcase and two bags on her shoulders, and opened the door. She quietly said, "Goodbye, Dylan."