The Heartbroken - S01 E82

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The Heartbroken - S01 E82

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“You think I broke up

with you for no reason?

I wouldn’t, Ky. You

know I wouldn’t.” He

was on the verge of

tears.

I almost reached out to

him. Cedric hardly ever

cried. He made sure he

was strong enough for

both of us. At that

moment, looking at him

made it hard to

remember why we

weren’t together, why

there was an

impossibly large

distance between us,

why I hadn’t already

taking that step that

would close it.

“It’s not like you ever

told me why.”

“I told you it’s

complicated.” He shook

his head. “I have my

reasons.”

“Then why don’t you

tell me now?” I fought

the urge to yell,

clenching my hands into

fists. “I deserve an

explanation.”

“It’s not that simple.”

He let out another

ragged breath. “Kyla,

don’t let it be this way.”

“What do you f-----g

want from me?”

“Kyla.” He reached for

me and I flinched away.

He dropped his hand,

but not his gaze, and

for a second I thought

I’d seen a flash of hurt

at the blatant rejection.

“Kyla, I,” he stopped,

running his fingers

through his hair. “Stay

away from Seth

Everett. He will only hurt

you.”

“I thought I made it

clear nothing you say

will change anything. So,

if you’ll excuse me.”

“Kyla, I’m sorry,” he

said, making me stop

dead in my tracks.

I willed myself not to

look at him. “Yeah,” I

forced myself to say,

“You should be.”

—

“Are you okay?” Seth

took a running start

when he saw me

crouching by his car. I

stood up when he was

near enough.

I’d texted him I was

skipping the rest of

lunch after my talk with

Cedric, and he called me

right away, demanding

to know where I was,

and was out in a

second.

“I’m fine.” I looked away

to hide my tears.

I still don’t know why I

let him know where I

was, knowing I was a

mess and I hated

letting people see me

cry. I guess the thought

of having someone with

me was better than

the thought of

desperately trying to

erase the last five

minutes and everything

that happened.

“Jesus, idiot. You’re not

fine at all. Let me see

you.” He cupped my

cheeks and turned my

face to his. “What did he

want?”

He used his thumb to

wipe a stubborn tear.

“Oh, you know.” I

sniffled, internally

scolding myself for

being so dramatic. “The

usual. Apparently, I

should stay away from

you.”

“Wow. First the

freshmen. Now Cedric.

What, are we star-

crossed lovers now?

Everyone’s out to get

us.”

I couldn’t help but laugh

stupidly through tears.

“It appears so.”

“It’s basically a modern

day Romeo and Juliet, I

tell you.”

“Oh, Romeo, Romeo.

Wherefore art thou,

Romeo?” I went along.

“My, my, if we let them

have their way and

break up, I will end up

getting castrated.”

“Oh, dear no. We

certainly have to save

your balls.” I couldn’t

help but laugh, and then

I said, “This reminds me

of the mix in your car.

Catching Juliet. The one

for Sarah.”

“Yeah. I guess it does,

huh?”

He released me and

leaned back against his

car, side by side with

me. We stayed silent

for a while.

“So, did he ask you?” he

said moments later,

playing with a candy

wrapper with the toe

of his shoe.

“Ask me what?”

“For you two to get

back together.”