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chapter 4.
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Neither of us knew what to do or say, so Stefan just held me close whilst the tears flowed from my eyes. I soon looked up and wiped my eyes. “Sure sounds like a plan.” I replied. “Good” said Stefan. He kissed me, and we packed up and headed back to the villa. We got back to the villa at about 11:30pm. Danielle and Dru were still out but Ashley and Amber were at the villa, getting drunk and making a mess. Stefan just dumped the stuff, got a few bottles of beer and we went into the bedroom. I sat on the bed, with my legs crossed. Stefan passed me a beer, and I said thanks. Stefan just sat looking at me for about 10 minutes before he actually said something. “Kirsty, I’m always here if you need to talk, and you can trust me” “I know, it’s just that, I-I-I I just feel like I will upset you if I tell you my problems” “not at all” replied Stefan. After a long period of silence, Stefan kissed me and he went to join the others. I knew that I’d not be wanted. I knew that they were probably having lots of fun. I always hear Dru and Ashley telling Stefan he can do better than me. And he can. He can do so much better. I turned the light off and slipped under the sheets, listening to Amber and Ashley and Stefan’s convocation. “Stefan, why do you even like her? You can do so much better, just dump her” “I agree with Ashley, just offer to pay for her flight home, and she’ll leave.” “yeah, just pull some fit, fun and up for anything bird out here” “but I love her” “so what, you’re not happy with her.” “I am its just, it annoys me that she never tells me anything” “dump her” “I might, when we get home, its not fare to do it out here”. I just laid there, with their convocation fresh in my mind. So from this moment on, he’s only pretending to love me. Great. I just laid there looking at the ceiling. Stefan finally crawled into bed; I just pretended to be asleep. I didn’t want to talk to him. I didn’t want to look at him. It was 3am. Which meant it was officially 6 months since my mum died. My mum died in a car crash, my dad only just lived and my brother caused it.
My mum, dad and brother had be arguing when my dad was driving on the motorway, my brother kicked my dads elbow whilst he was driving, which caused my dad to loose control of the car and crash into several other cars. My mum died instantly and my dad has brain damage. My brother got away with a few cuts and bruises. I just laid there and cried. The only sound I could hear was Danielle and Dru having sex. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt like I was trapped in a box of lies. So I got out of bed and put some clothes on and grabbed my phone and headphones and sat on the beach. Memories flooded back of the times I had come to Turkey with my mum, dad and brother. The four of us playing on the beach, and collecting shells and playing in the sea. It was about 9am when I finally got up, I didn’t want to go back to the villa, with no were else to go, it was my only choice. I walked though the glass doors. Stefan grabbed my arm and pulled me to one side. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick” yelled Stefan. “On the beach, what does it matter to you? You’re gunna dump me when we get back to England anyway” I yelled back at him. The whole room was silent and tense. “What? That’s crazy? What the hell made you think that?” replied Stefan. “The fact you said it to Amber and Ashley last night, I could hear you, you know. That wall is not sound proof” I replied. “I only said that too shut them up!” replied Stefan. I didn’t want to hear anymore, I just grabbed my backpack and walked out, I felt like screaming. Stefan followed me. I was curled up in the corner of the beach, when Stefan finally found me. “Kirsty, I love you, it just frustrates me how you never tell me anything” said Stefan. “Fine you want to know everything? I hate this holiday, I feel so low, I feel suicidal and all you fucking care about is booze and sex. I know you do, I’m not sexual enough for you, you basically said that last night. And you know what, you should dump me, you deserve a hell of a lot better than me” I screamed at him. After a few second I came out with “you happy now?” Stefan said nothing; he didn’t even look at me. It was like I didn’t exist.
My mum, dad and brother had be arguing when my dad was driving on the motorway, my brother kicked my dads elbow whilst he was driving, which caused my dad to loose control of the car and crash into several other cars. My mum died instantly and my dad has brain damage. My brother got away with a few cuts and bruises. I just laid there and cried. The only sound I could hear was Danielle and Dru having sex. I couldn’t take it anymore. I felt like I was trapped in a box of lies. So I got out of bed and put some clothes on and grabbed my phone and headphones and sat on the beach. Memories flooded back of the times I had come to Turkey with my mum, dad and brother. The four of us playing on the beach, and collecting shells and playing in the sea. It was about 9am when I finally got up, I didn’t want to go back to the villa, with no were else to go, it was my only choice. I walked though the glass doors. Stefan grabbed my arm and pulled me to one side. “Where have you been? I’ve been worried sick” yelled Stefan. “On the beach, what does it matter to you? You’re gunna dump me when we get back to England anyway” I yelled back at him. The whole room was silent and tense. “What? That’s crazy? What the hell made you think that?” replied Stefan. “The fact you said it to Amber and Ashley last night, I could hear you, you know. That wall is not sound proof” I replied. “I only said that too shut them up!” replied Stefan. I didn’t want to hear anymore, I just grabbed my backpack and walked out, I felt like screaming. Stefan followed me. I was curled up in the corner of the beach, when Stefan finally found me. “Kirsty, I love you, it just frustrates me how you never tell me anything” said Stefan. “Fine you want to know everything? I hate this holiday, I feel so low, I feel suicidal and all you fucking care about is booze and sex. I know you do, I’m not sexual enough for you, you basically said that last night. And you know what, you should dump me, you deserve a hell of a lot better than me” I screamed at him. After a few second I came out with “you happy now?” Stefan said nothing; he didn’t even look at me. It was like I didn’t exist.
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