A/N: Sorry this is late, but hey, I have TWO NEW Chapters for you guys!! This is multiple points of view… I realized I couldn't continue the story with giving you Kymy and Chad's point of view… Queen Bitch A.K.A. Kymy is gonna stir up some trouble for our lovely Chaylor :P and now for CONFLICT! DUN DUN DUNNNNNN…
"Kymy?" Zac says, hugging her.
What the hell does she want now? I thought I told her it was over. I wonder if Taylor saw her… if so I have some explaining to do… DAMN!
"What do you want Kymy?" I ask, glaring at her.
"I just wanted to come see how my boyfriend is doing…" she answers, looking at me as if I hadn't told her get lost earlier that week.
"Can you guys excuse us?" I ask, grabbing Kymy by the arm and guiding her outside.
"What is it sweetie?" she says, looking at me innocently.
"Don't call me you're sweetie… I told you this was over! Why do you keep coming here? If you didn't see Taylor, then I will tell you. I'M MOVING ON! Please stay away from me, my home, my friends and my girlfriend or I will call the police. Do you understand me?" I say, trying not to loose my temper. Kymy glares at me and begins to cry.
"I… just… thought… since… yesterday… you… wanted… to… make… up… We… did… have… make… up… sex…" she sputters, between sobs. I saw some of my neighbors began to look at me questioningly.
"Kymy, please stop crying… you're making a scene…" I say, pulling her into the house.
"Okay…" Kymy says, sniffling. I roll my eyes, knowing Kymy's a good actress.
"Please just know it's over. Go home and find someone else…" I say, lowering my voice. Just like that, the tears stop and Kymy looks as if I've slapped her across the face.
"You'll be sorry for this Dansforth… leaving me for a… a…. a… black bitch!" She says, slapping me across the face. I continue to glare at her and she stomps to the door, slamming it behind her.
"Chad, you ok? DAMN, she hit you hard…" Zeke says, pushing me towards the mirror in the hallway. I look in shock at a small, red hand mark across my cheek.
"What'd you do to piss Kymy off?" Troy says, looking as shock as Zeke and I.
"I don't want to talk about it…" I say, walking to the kitchen, getting some ice.
Damn she hits hard….
"Chad, you still up for some hoops?" Troy ask, balancing a basketball on his forehead. I nod and we all go to the court in my backyard.
Kymy's P.O.V.
Where the hell does he get off, dumping me? He has no idea how many guys throw themselves at me everyday! I'm going to make him pay.
As I drove home, I practically drowned in my thoughts.
"Hey baby." Kevin, my boyfriend, says, kissing me. I brush him off and walk up to my bedroom.
Yes, yes I have a boyfriend, but that doesn't him a god damned right to dump me!
Kevin picks me up and throws me on the bed.
"What the fuck Kevin?" I say, slightly startled, but I start to giggle as he tickles me. Even after a tough day, Kevin always knows how to make me smile. I remember the day we met.
"Welcome to Alcohol Anonymous." a woman said, raising her hand, quieting everyone. "Who would like to introduce themselves first?" she added.
A gorgeous man with dark hair and pretty green eyes raised his hand.
"Hi my name is Kevin and I'm an alcoholic." the man said, in a deep, sexy voice.
"Hi Kevin." we all answered.
"I just started drink recently… my girlfriend of three years accepted my proposal of marriage, but the next day she gave me the ring back and told me it didn't feel right. After being depressed I turned to drinking. I now understand I have a problem…"
"Thank you, Kevin." the counselor lady said. "Who would like to introduce themselves next?" Too buzzed to care, I raised my hand.
"Hi my name is Kymy and I'm an alcoholic." I said, standing up.
"Hi Kymy." everyone answered.
"I just came here because I was lost… I've been drinking since I was 14," I pause, laughing and hiccuping.
"Ma'am are you drunk?" the counselor asked, looking angry.
"Yeah…" I answered. I started to laugh harder and found myself on the floor. The first person to help me up was the dark haired hottie.
"Are you ok Kymy?" he asked, pulling me gently to my feet.
"Yeah, better now that you're here…" I said, stopping my laughter.
"Ma'am would you please vacate the premises?" the counselor lady said, calling security.
"Yes. Well whatever. I don't need your fucking help any way!" I said, as Kevin escorted me to the door.
"Can I give you a ride home? Don't worry about your car…" Kevin said, opening the glass doors.
"Um sure!" I said laughing. Kevin opened up the passenger seat door of his car for me. I flashed him a sleepy smile and plopped into his car.
"So where do you live?"
After he dropped me off at home, I realized I'd asked him inside.
"Wow, this is some place you got Kymy." Kevin said, looking around the house. Before he could say anything, I pulled him upstairs and into the bedroom.
About an hour later, I waved Kevin goodbye. As he drove off, Chad, my current boyfriend at the time, pulled up.
"Oh I see you're waiting for me." Chad said, wrapping his arms around my waist and bending down to kiss me.
What a coincidence… I was wrapped in my pink silk robe, standing at the door of my boyfriend's house…
I let Kevin continue to tickle me until I wrestle with him, straddling him. My mind drifts off to where Chad and I went wrong.
"Oh god… Kevin Michael… yes… right… there…ugh" I moaned, but covered my mouth when I realized what I said.
"What the hell did you just called me?" Chad asked, immediately stopping his thrusting.
"I… um… called you Chad honey…" I lied.
"No… Kymy… you called me Kevin Michael…" Chad said, calmly. I could tell he was already angry by the look on his face. It was a look of anger mixed with hurt and disbelief.
"I'm sorry baby…" I said, starting to cry.
"Please Kymy… just leave…" Chad said, running his hands through his hair. I obliged him and gathered my clothes. When I was fully dressed I grabbed my purse and my keys. Running to my car, I began to sob harder. It was amazing I made it to my condo without causing an accident…
Taylor's P.O.V.
After I got home from Chad's , I changed my clothes. As I slipped into my True Religion Jeans and a fitted tank top, my phone began to ring.
"Hey Baby…" Chad cooed into the phone.
"Hey, there's something I want to ask you Chad…" I say, putting my hands on my hips.
The blond suddenly popped into my head.
"Who was the blond that walked up, as I was leaving?"
"That was Kymy… I knew you would ask. This is why I called."
"So who's Kymy?" I asked, suddenly on edge by how Chad's voice sounded.
"Well she's my ex…"
"Dansforth stop beating around the bush…" I said, gripping the phone tighter.
"She came around after we'd… the first time, she paid me a little visit."
"And…"
"Well I told her we were over before I even saw you… she came back…" Chad mumbled.
"And?"
"I guess she didn't get it through her thick skull… that we were over and she came back again… And,"
"Chad… did you have sex with her once you broke if off?" I ask, half knowing the answer, half wanting to deny it.
"I'm not going to lie to you… not again… Yes." Chad says, sighing. I shook my head, taking in all that Chad had said.
He slept with her… I thought he'd changed…
"I can't believe you Chad! I thought you'd changed… I can't believe how I let a few nights with you, change my perception of your personality…"
"Taylor, listen to me. I broke it off with her… I eve-"
"I don't want to hear it Chad… if you were over it, you wouldn't have slept with her… Lose my number Dansforth." I said, making my voice cold and hard. In the inside I felt like my heart had stopped beating momentarily and I had to hang up the phone to avoid him hearing me cry over him, again.