I'm so sorry for taking forever to update! I forced myself to write this today because I was feeling bad :) And 100 reviews! Woo hoo! I love you guys too much…
Broken Love
*No One POV*
Phillip sat on his bed, head in his hands, thoughts whirling. He was confused, so confused. He wanted to be with Kendall so bad, but he was afraid of what Cristina might do to herself.
He remembered the first time he met Cristina. She was beautiful, with bright red hair and olive green eyes. She was playful and fun and Phillip had liked her a lot.
But one day everything changed. And Phillip could remember the exact day it had happened.
He was waiting for her, like he was now, and when the doorbell had rung, he'd rushed over, ready to take her out on their second anniversary date. But when he opened the door, he realized something was terribly wrong. Cristina had straightened her hair and dyed it jet black, and she now wore dark colored contacts. She was fully clothed in dark attire. Gone was the old Cristina, and in her place was this.
Phillip faltered, although he never questioned her about her change in appearance. But soon he realized it wasn't only her appearance had changed. She was bitchier, meaner, and the first time he tried to confront her about her attitude, he found out she used to cut herself.
Gradually, both of them grew apart, but they didn't break up, because Phillip was afraid of what she might do if they did.
She got weirder by the day, and there came a time when she became extremely possessive of him, she didn't want t meet his friends, even if they had been dating for a few months now. She didn't want him to be with his friends when she was off work, and soon Phillip began to feel like a prisoner, entrapped within his own body.
His thoughts drifted back to Kendall. Fear rose up in him like a wave. He wasn't afraid of being gay, but rather he was afraid of what might happen if he got too attached to the blond, then he would leave.
He wanted to grab Kendall and kiss him all over until his lips were bruised and he was gasping for breath. He wanted Kendall in a way he'd never wanted Cristina. Phillip knew he had to make up his mind. In his heart he already knew what his decision would be, but he had to be rational.
But even before he got a chance to think about anything, the doorbell rang. His heart leaped to his throat. He hadn't seen Cristina in a while. He opened the door with a smile on his face.
'Hi Cr-' His voice failed him as he stared at the sight before him. Why now? Why now?
Tears simmered in the back of his eyes as he stared at Cristina with her curly red hair, and olive green eyes. She was wearing a cute dress, and there was a bowtie in her hair.
This was the Cristina he'd loved. He suddenly realized that the decision was going to be much harder than he'd expected. Why had she changed now? Exactly when he may have decided to break up with her?
He sighed and cleared his mind. 'Hey babe. You look amazing.'
She giggled and flew into his arms, giving him a big kiss. It felt wrong, so wrong, but he didn't push her away. Instead he embraced her, mentally berating himself, yet, a part of him wanted to give her a second chance.
So they sat down and she began to tell him about her work and how she was enjoying herself. They turned on the television to see if any of her stories were showing.
'There! That's it! I was so excited when I got this, then the bitch had to spoil my story.' She pouted, but Phillip didn't notice. He was rigid, his mouth hanging open.
On the screen were the two Kendall's, his best friend, and the other one who he had a crush on. He couldn't believe it. Rage filled him. 'What is wrong with you?' he shouted, at her standing up and glaring at her.
He pointed at the screen. 'That's my best friend there, Cristina!' he shouted at her. 'That's my best friend, my brother you just embarrassed there! What is wrong with you?'
Cristina shrunk back into the couch. 'Phillip – honey, I didn't know. It's not my fault. How was I supposed to know?'
Phillip just got angrier. 'Every single time I ask you to meet my friends, you make up some lame-ass excuse! You destroyed my best friend's reputation! Don't you think it's your fault? Because it is!'
'Phillip, what do you want me to do? Apologize? Say that I photoshopped the entire thing? What exactly do you want me to say?'
Phillip refused to look at her. Kendall was closer than a brother to him, and any thought of hurting him in anyway always filled him with rage. 'I don't care what you do. You hurt my best friend, you hurt me. You insult him, you insult me. You embarrass him, you embarrass me.'
'Phillip, please, I'm sorry. Give me another chance, she said with tears in her eyes.
Phillip shook his head, his face taut. Kendall meant more to him than Cristina. He didn't know what to do. Looking into her beautiful olive green eyes, Phillip made a decision in a split second.
To be or not to be?
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*Kendall Schmidt POV*
I jumped, startled, as my phone rang. Picking it up, I checked the name on it. Phillip.
I answered it quickly. 'Hello, Phillip?'
When he spoke, his voice was blank, devoid of any emotion. 'Hey Kendall. Can you come over now?'
I looked at the clock on my bedside. I had a signing in two hours and Ranel would be coming to get us soon. 'Are you okay?'
There was a long pause. 'Can you come over?' he repeated. I frowned and got up, grabbing my jacket.
'Okay. I'll be over soon'
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*No One's POV*
'Isn't there any possible way you could stay?'
'No, Kendall. It's my job. I have to do it. After this week, I'll be all over America, and you have to go to school.'
'So your job is more important than your boyfriend?' Kendall asked, frowning.
James sighed. 'Kendall, I didn't say that. I-'
Kendall cut him off. 'You meant it. You called me all the way to your hotel to tell me that you're leaving me? Some boyfriend you are, James.'
'Kendall, I don't want to lose you, but I have to do this. It's important.'
Kendall frowned. 'Of course it is. Call me when you realize that your boyfriend is important too.'
'Kendall stop being so irrational. I-'
But he was already gone.
…
Cristina frowned when the car pulled up in front of her. She was outside Phillip's house, ready to cross the street. The tears had come and gone, but she was okay now. It didn't matter what just happened.
The car door opened and a figure stood up. Immediately Cristina recognized him as Kendall Schmidt from Big Time Rush. He smiled at her, and she returned it, a little forcefully.
A wave of hatred rose up inside of her. He had smashed her story into tiny bits. Her work that she was proud of, that she had excitedly shown her boss.
She pulled her coat closer to her body. It was a cold night, very unusual at that time of year in Minnesota.
Kendall walked past her, and she frowned when he walked straight up to Phillip's door and entered without knocking.
The night wind bit into Cristina's skin, whipping her now-red hair across her face.
She fought tears, but she didn't blame Phillip. Kendall Schmidt was a man-beast in her opinion. First, he destroyed her story, and now he was stealing Phillip away from her.
Cristina looked at the time.
It was at exactly 7:14pm on Sunday 22nd July that Cristina Roberts vowed to destroy, or at least tarnish Kendall Francis Schmidt's reputation.
And this time she was not going to fail.
So many cliffhangers! Are Phillip & Cristina still dating? What's going on with Kendall and James? Why does Phillip want to talk to Kendall? And what does our darling Cristina have in mind for Kendall? I am so mean… but review and tell me what you think/what you want to happen!
Again- woo hoo for 100 reviews lol
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