Brutal Love

People say love is supposed to be special, magical even. When I was a little girl I expected to wake up one morning and my knight in shining armour would be stood outside my window however what fairytales don't prepare you for is the actually stone cold world. It only took me a second to realise how much of a tale those stories were and ever since that second I have been trapped in my own personal hell.

Kaitlyn was 14 years old when her parents died in a plane crash and she was shipped off to adoptive parents that couldn't care less about her. She was completely broken until Aaron came along, he promised he would fix her but everyone knows good things don't last forever...

At 17 years old she's more damaged than ever, she can feel any hope she once had rapidly fading away but not all is lost. What happens when the perfect and most unexpected guy appears out of the blue? Will it be the happily ever after she deserves or is he not as perfect as he seems?


17. Chapter 15

As we walked up the street he pointed out his house. I already loved it. It was small but cosy unlike mine. The house I lived in was too big and it didn't feel like a home at all, even Jess' house was quite big.

It was a stereotypical American house with it's picketed fence and the front garden. I want my future house to look like this. I just don't see how a huge house full of empty rooms is more homely than an average sized home filled with junk.

As soon as he had opened the door a medium sized golden retriever came bounding towards us. I instantly smiled.

"Hey there, boy." Connor crouched down slightly and ruffled his fur. Sandy panted with happiness.

"He's so cute!" I grinned as he came over to me, nudging my leg. I stroked him behind his ear.

"Sandy is one of the friendliest dogs you will ever meet. He'll only jump up if you're sat down. If you want him to chill out a little just tap him on the nose. He'll lie on your feet instead." Connor walked into the dining room with his bag. I was close behind him as sandy followed me.

"I've always wanted a dog but my parents aren't a fan." ahh sh*t. I've left Brett... Again. Oh well, he's a big boy.

"From what I've heard about them your parents seem like all round Scrooges... Just without the change of heart."

"You can't change something that is nonexistent."

"Touché." He admitted with a nod of his head, "are they really that heartless?"

"Yes." I answered before he could even finish, "You'd understand if you knew them. Jess hates their guts, Brett hates their guts, I hate there guts. Everyone's just hating on them." I shrug.

"They sound like perfect role models." He said with chirpy sarcasm as he sat down.

"Their stone cold personalities really motivate me to do well in life." I signalled a thumbs up before plonking down on the chair next to him.

"If you become an insensitive bitch I'll make sure you snap out of it. Don't want the sassy ass Kaitlyn to disappear." He nudged me playfully.

"Please bitch, she ain't going anywhere." I smiled smugly before getting out my math paper.

"That's great to hear." He grinned towards me, "Now... Time to have fun with Pythagoras and Vectors."

"The actual words confuse me just as much as the working out does..."

"They're not that hard."

"They are."

"Not all math is terrible."

"No but to me the questions are like 'Lucy is holding twenty water bottled and jack is holding five watermelons now calculate the distance from the Earth to the Sun in light years."

"What the heck are you talking about?"

"My point exactly."

"You're definitely one of a kind, Kaitlyn." Connor looked confused but amused at the same time.

"You know it." I flashed him a cheeky smile.

He opened the paper and handed me a pen, "Now it's time to work out if Lucy was holding twenty water bottled and jack was holding five watermelons, what the distance would be from the Earth to the Sun in light years."

Ha ha Connor... Very funny.


"Ugh, I can't do this!" I slammed the pen down on the table before burying my head in my hands.

"Yes you can! All you need to do is make x equal to zero then you will find out what y is, then do the same but the other way round. After they just draw the line." Connor had so much patience with me, If this was Aaron he would've hit me and called me a stupid whore or something...

"It honestly sounds like gibberish to me. My brain is just retarded." I sighed.

"No it's not. Don't say that Kait, you're smart. You should give yourself more credit." he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and gave them a squeeze, "How about we take a break from math for a little while?"

I immediately pushed the paper away and relaxed, "I've been waiting forever for you to say that."

"You could've just asked for a break. I wouldn't have forced you to continue." He laughed slightly.

"Well yeah... I guess- well I know but... Yeah."

"Your English skills are top notch. Like seriously, you should write a book." he teased.

"Gee thanks for your support." I rolled my eyes, trying not to smile.

"We both know you're dying to grin right now."

"Deflate that head of yours and maybe I would find you funny." Hmf.

"Kaitlyn, this head could never be deflated, even if you tried." He raised his eyebrows and shrugged innocently.

"Anyway, how is Aaron? I haven't seen him since... Well- yeah you know-"

"Great English skills there." I cut him of trying to change the subject.

"Don't use my sayings on me."

"If I remember correctly you said mine were top notch however I distinctly remember me using the word great... Your memory is almost as fantastic as your grammar."

"Now whose head is it that needs deflating?" Connor smirked.

I opened my mouth to reply before huffing and folding my arms.

"But seriously how is he? How are you guys after what happened?"

"We're fine." I shrug.

"Fine? That's all I'm getting?" he tried to catch my eyes.

"Yup." I continued to look at the table.

"I'm serious Kait... I hope I didn't ruin anything between you two?"

"Nothing is your fault. We're just as we were before." That wasn't a lie... He has always been abusive, he just had a reason this time. Well he thought he did.

I was relieved as an unfamiliar figure appeared at the door, interrupting the uncomfortable silence. I didn't want Connor asking anymore questions.

"You must be Kaitlyn, Connors friend. I'm John, his dad. It's nice to meet you." His smile was warm and friendly.

"It's nice to meet you too. Thank you for letting me stay for dinner. I really appreciate it."

"It's never a problem! That's what I was popping my head around for actually. I know Connor told me but half of the things he says come out of his ass so I better ask you myself. Do you have any allergies?"

"Nope. I'm all allergy free." I smiled.

"Do you honestly think I would lie about something that could kill her dad?" Connors voice sounded from behind me.

"Well you never know these days." He shrugged.

"Yeah, you might want to poison me because you're jealous of my English skills." I messed around a little.

"You said my English skills were great. Why would I be jealous?" He became playfully defensive, raising his voice slightly.

"Because my English skills are top notch my friend... Top notch." I tapped his nose.

"What was that for?" he asked, clearly confused.

"You told me to tap the dog on the nose if he ever needed to calm down." I smirked.

"Oh no you didn't." He clicked his fingers.

"Oh yes I did. Now shush child." It was his turn to huff and sink into the chair.

"You two are cute together." Mine and Connors eyes nearly popped out of our sockets.

"Dad, she's just a friend!" Connor was the first to speak up.

"Whatever you say love birds. Bye." Once John had left the room I glanced over at Connor who was looking away.

"Come on Con. He was only kidding." His face was bright red as he shifted uncomfortably, "What's wrong?"

"I can't do this anymore... I know I should tell him but I can't. He should know, he's my dad."

"What are you talking about?" I was extremely confused.

"I've told Felicity but she hadn't helped, she's just been a complete bitch about it. I need to tell someone... I need to tell you."

"What's going on?" I'm not normally one who lacks patience but I really wish he would just spit it out. It was making me nervous as much as it seemed to make him uncomfortable.

"Who else better to tell? I know you won't just drop me on my ass. I feel like you'll always be there for me." Connor continued.

Oh no.

"I can't keep this a secret from you any longer... Especially since we're already close. You'll eventually find out..."

Please, please, please don't say what I think you're going to say.

"Kaitlyn..." Connor looked up at me. He was staring me right in the eye. I couldn't shift my gaze.

His mouth open and the most unexpected words were formed,

"I'm gay."

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