Love's not pain

Kaia

My morning sucks! Everything sucks, okay? I didn't have to witness that ridiculous charade last night. I'm so angry. That's the only emotion pumping in my veins.

Ruby, like always, entered my room without knocking. She stood with her back to the closed door. We both just stared at each other through my mirror as I applied my lip gloss.

"You gonna keep standing there, or are you gonna say something?"

She scoffed. "You surprise me, Kaia. What was that?"

"What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I'm talking about." She closed the distance between us.

I turned around to face her. "Again. I don't know what you're talking about."

"Don't play games with me. The both of us know that you two were already done last year. So, I don't get why you were so pressed yesterday acting like a jealous ex." My nose flared in anger. "We both know I'm right. You better behave, Kaia. I got together with him after you two ended things. Or is there something you aren't telling me?"

"Of course, not. We both moved on, and I no longer want to have anything to do with him." I said through gritted teeth, trying to keep my frustration at bay.

"Then you better act like it." She glared at me before leaving my room.

I clenched my lip gloss tightly. How can I not be pressed? He just moved on that easy. With my big sister, for goodness sake! I hate this.

When I went down for breakfast, Mum and Dad mentioned that Ruby's not feeling too well, and that's why she wasn't there at the breakfast table. For someone who was biting my head off just now, she sure seemed more than fine. Ugh, whatever.

As I got off the car, after arriving at school, I got a text from none other than my so-called ex. "We need to talk."

I scoffed before I made my way to the basketball court. He was throwing the ball in the basket.

"What is it you wanted to say?"

He threw one more basket before turning his attention to me. Just as handsome as ever, but that's besides the point.

"So, you actually came?"

I scoffed, not believing my ears. "You're pathetic."

"Are you still not over me?"

I rolled my eyes at him. "You wish."

"Then why the sour face last night?"

"Coz I know my sister's too good for you?"

He chuckled. "We both know that's a lie, Kaia."

"Still acting like a know it all, Miles."

"I'm not gonna allow you ruin my relationship with Ruby."

"That's my sister you're talking about. I have every right to protect her from jerks like you."

"The very sister you hate to the bone?"

"I don't hate her."

"That's not what I know from your constant complaints when we were dating."

"My sister and I's relationship is none of your business."

"But mine is?"

"You don't deserve her, Miles." I said through gritted teeth.

"Just stop with the roundabout talk, Kaia. You're jealous, that's all it is."

"That's not true, I..."

"You're not happy with the fact that someone actually wants me. That there's someone who considers me special enough to love me without constantly putting me through hell. What we had was not love because love isn't pain."

I ignored his gaze. My hands were clenched by my sides. I hated that he was right.

"We both know you're incapable of loving someone. The only thing you're capable of is dragging anyone who loves you down. Making sure that they remain at the bottomless pit of pain and agony. Hurting others just so you feel better about yourself. But I'm warning you, Kaia. Don't you dare try to ruin this for us. I won't spare you." He glared at me, his hatred for me clearly visible in his eyes.

Miles really just said those hurtful words to me? Figures, this is kinda his revenge for all the hurtful words and pain I put him through.

He left the basketball court/gym. I could only try to calm myself down by inhaling and exhaling a couple of times. I hated this heavy feeling on my chest. Is this how Miles felt every time I hurled those hurtful words at him?

Miles was the closest person to me when we dated. I guess instead of taking his hand each time he tried to help me through my anxiety, depression and the hatred I had for my family, I hurt him instead. He felt like the punching bag I could direct the hatred and hurt I felt.

He was an easy target for me because I knew that he wasn't gonna leave no matter what I said to him. I took advantage of that and continued to hurt him. But everyone has a breaking point. A point where they can no longer take the pain, and they finally opt out. No one deserves that. To constantly receive hurtful words and be put through endless pain in exchange for the love you give them.