Living with him episode 3

✍🏽CHAPTER THREE✍🏽

I was dumbstruck at his words, my lips could barely mumble a reply, Kyle’s hands disengaged from mine, I turned back meeting the look of pain and hurt on his face. I turned again shooting a massive glare to Dylan, he replied with a smirk as he strode away.
“Tell me he’s lying.” I could tell Kyle was on the verge of losing it, I’ve never seen him this angry.
“Kyle, I can explain please.” I said, in a bit to pacify him, it only seemed to rile him up.
“Tell me he’s lying.” He raised his voice a little and I shivered.
“Camilla.” He called out extremely hurt.
“My dad had no other option but to live with the Emerton’s,I was taking a shower and he appeared out of nowhere ,I swear I didn’t mean it.” I lied but not necessarily because part of it was true.”
“He saw you naked.” He stated in a low tone.
“I know, it’ll never happen again I swear.” I caressed his cheeks and he groaned.
“Promise me you’ll stay away from him.”
“Dylan and I have no business at all, the second we get our house back ,I’m out of there so you don’t have to worry.”
“Ok.” He muttered slowly placing his lips on mine.
“Let’s get to class.” I whispered holding his hand. He seemed hesitatant but nevertheless,he grabbed my hands as we walked to class.
Classes went great only that Kyle was being extremely protective,he refused to let me out of his sight for even a second and he was driving me nuts. Thankfully,it was lunch break and I headed to the cafeteria and he trailed behind. I stopped abruptly,turning around to glare at him.
“You’re being unreasonable.” I said with a scoff.
“What.” He feigned ignorance and I glared harder.
“You’re watching over me like a hawk, you’ve refused to let me out of your sight.”
“Soo…you mean I’m being a good boyfriend?.”
“No, you’re being a jealous freak.” I emphasized.
“Babe, I’m yours.” I said sweetly pecking his lips.
“Yours and no one else’s,the thing with Dylan was a mistake and it will never happen.” He sighed .
“Alright.” He said crashing his lips onto mine.
“Let’s go get something to eat.” I offered with a small smile.
The Cafeteria of Kingston high was fairly large with enough space for people to seat freely,though they preferred seating in groups with most of their friends.
I usually sat with Kyle and we would eat our lunch together. I didn’t make any girl friends because they all usually care about fashion and clothing which I have no business with so Kyle was enough for me any day.
We are in silence until something extremely weird occurred. A junior walked to our table passing me a note, I furrowed my brows in confused, wipping my lips as I opened the note.
“Come eat lunch with me” Dylan❤️
I squeezed the note in my fists, the nerve of him. He hasn’t said a word to me in years and suddenly a freak accident makes us house mates and he decides to annoy me. Kyle noticed my mood changed, his eyes darted to my hand where the note stayed, I placed it in my bag, focusing on my food.
“Are you okay?” Kyle asks tenderly.
“Fine.” I respond coldly. I suddenly lost my apetite, grabbed my things and got out of the cafeteria.
I knew he shouldn’t have an effect on me but he still does and it scares me. I knew I hurt Kyle but I just couldn’t face him, the guilt was eating me up badly. I avoided ever one throughout the rest of the day and when it was time for closing, I got the books I needed, slammed my locker and got ready to leave. My phone beeped and Dylan texted, I hadn’t even given Kyle my number and I didn’t even wanna guess how he got it.
“Meet me at the same spot, I’ll drop you off” it read and I scoffed. I ignored his text figuring that I’ll rather walk than let him toy me around. I was about leaving when I sighted Kyle at the end of the hallway, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes held sadness. It took everything in me to ignore him and walk away. I needed time alone to myself.

My feet were soiled from walking, I shut the door behind me slumping as I got into the house, I jumped in fright as Dylan sat on the couch clearly waiting for me.
“I waited for you” He gritted his teeth clearly annoyed.
“I don’t need you to drop me off anymore, I can walk.” I replied, clearly not phased.
“I invited you for lunch, you stood me up and now you don’t want me to drop me off. I don’t know what crazy game you’re playing but don’t test me.” He warned and I scoffed.
I tried to walk away, he pulled me towards himself, staring intently.
“Why do I feel like there’s more to you and I than you’re letting on?.” He asks as my breathe hitched.
He can’t remember,he just can’t……