THE POSSESSIVE EX

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Kylie Harding

POV

As soon as I sat down in my hotel room, I phone Grey.

It rings for a second, my heart beating out of my chest.

“Why hello there lover…” he greets

I roll my eyes, but I could not help but smile.

“Ex-lover…” I comment

“No, soon to be girlfriend.” He hits back

I smile widely. “We’ll see how I feel about that.” I say neverminded

“Come on Kylie we both know we are going to get back together. Tell me you did not enjoy me wrapping my arms around your waist. The way my breath felt on your neck. I remember how much you loved it when I took you from behind” he says

My eyes widen in surprise. What the f**k?

I felt my face heat up. Wait what? Since when do I blush? So only Grey has the ability to make me Blush. Lord it is too late, isn’t it? I’ve already sunken into the Gray rabbit hole. I just hope this time I do not have to have my heart broken in the process.

“I still love you, Kylie. It has always been you for me. You are my everything. No woman could ever compare to you.” He says seriously

I do not say anything, but the tears would not stop falling down my face.

“I do not know Grey. How do I know if you will do the same thing at a later time?” I ask him

“I told you I did not kiss her she kissed me. I would never intentionally hurt you.” He says softly

I do not say anything…

“Tell me you don’t love me. I dare you to tell me you do not love me. If you tell me right now that you do not love me and that you have moved on with your life then I will give up, I will drop everything and leave you to live your life.” He speaks

“I-I can’t…” I say through sobs.

I cannot believe how weak I become when it is Gray if anyone else had asked me that question, I would have told them to go to hell. That is what happens when someone owns your mind, body, and soul. Gray was it for me. I could not be with anyone else just with him. He was my everything.

“Do you want me to pursue you, Kylie?” he asks

I do not say anything…

“Do you want me to hang up and lose your phone number?” he asks, his tone is almost begging me to say no.

“No, I don’t know…” I say finally

“Baby I just want you to know that I love you and you mean the world to me.” He speaks

“I still love you too” I say so soft it was barely a whisper.

“I love you more than you know babe. Call me when you are free. I miss you so much” he says. I could hear it in his tone he heard what I had said. I could hear how cheery he sounded.

“Bye. I am going to get some sleep before the show.” I inform him

“Sleep well dream of me” he says

I smile. “I’ll try”

That was our thing when we were dating if the one were going to sleep, we’d say to each other dream of me. Though most of the time we never dreamt of one another.

“Bye” I say softly

“See you soon” he says before hanging up

I bring my phone away from my ear and stare at it for a few minutes thinking what the hell is wrong with me? why does it feel as though I can’t think straight when I talk to him?

I get up from the sofa throwing my phone on the sofa and walk towards my room for the next two days. The show is tomorrow and then we fly back because it is my brother Michael’s wedding in three days. My schedule is crazy, but I had to be there for my brother. He was marrying his childhood sweetheart. The two had been together for as long as I can remember.

I lay on my bed deep in thought. But it does not take me long to fall asleep.

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“You killed her.

The me you knew back then

Is dead” I start singing as soon as I hit the runway.

Dressed in a black pleather dress. My red YSL sandals. Denny dressed me in his own line. For the entire show.

“I have a black heart now

I am a bad b***h now

My heart damn that is broke now

You killed her,

You killed the me you knew back then.” I twirl as the model walks by me.

I bend down as I start to sing the next verse.

“Now you want her back,

Saying you no longer recognise

The woman you fell in love with.

Sorry honey but you killed her.

You killed the sweet girl you once knew.” God bad idea this dress is so tight I might just have died.

I stand up and walk down to the end of the runway. Twirl and smile

“I am a bad b***h now.

Live with that.

Now you talk about hating me.

What? you do not like your handy work?

Bitch this is what you created…”

“Look at your handy work” I sing softly as the last model makes her way behind the curtain.

The crowd claps and I bow before making my way backstage.

I head out as the next singer makes her way out.

I head to hair and make-up.

Fran waiting for me. She clears the dark make up off my face and adds nude makeup to my face.

Julie starts to work on my hair. She ties it up into a long ponytail at the base of my neck.

Once Both Fran and Julie were done with both my hair and make-up, I thanked them and head to my dressing room so my two assistants could help me out of my dress.

The two struggle to get the dress off me. Having to call in Denny to come and help.

Once out of it they help me into the showstopper.

I remember when we arrived one of the models had a hissy fit when she saw the showstopper, she assumed she would be wearing it and when Denny told her no, she asked why I should wear it when I was a no body and too fat to be a model.

Was I insulted? Yes. But the show goes on and I could not waste time on her, I had to get ready for my performance since I was already late. Denny was not very happy that I overslept and missed rehearsals.

Which just fuelled the skinny b***h more because she said since I could not care less, she should wear it. Denny fired her and now Katya has to wear three outfits in the show.

Once I was in the dress, I gave myself one look over.

“Someone has been phoning you all morning” one of the assistants say

I turn to look at her “Who?” I ask

She shrugs. “I don’t know there’s no name” she says

I grab my phone from her knowing exactly who it is.

“Everyone leaves the room. Call me when I need to head out there” I say

And everyone leaves my dressing room.

I call him back.

“Aah finally she calls me back” he says a though he is relieved.

“Why are you calling?” I ask him

“You never sent me a good morning message.” He speaks

“Sorry I overslept, missed rehearsals and then there was drama and I had to perform I just got off stage.” I inform him

“I am sorry. I googled you” he says

“Oh, did you now?” I roll my eyes

“I did not think you would be a singer. I would assume you would be a writer not a singer.” He speaks

“Why would I be that and not the other?” I ask him

“I remember you writing stories in your journal. They were rather good. I guess writing songs is the same, you’re telling a story.” he mutters softly at the end.

“What else did you see on google?” I ask him changing the subject. No one else knew about those books so I do not like speaking about that.

“I saw how much what happened really hurt you.” He says softly

“What do you mean?” I ask, I know exactly what he means but I was acting dumb.

“Your fear of commitment, I know its my fault. I did that to you. Fearing letting someone getting close to you. I know that is my fault.” He says softly

“I am fine. And no, I do not fear commitment, I am enjoying my youth you do not know what you are talking about” I lie

“If you say so.” He says sarcastically

Yes, I am enjoying my life, but I do not want to let anyone in the way I let him in. none of my friends even know about Gray or about our history all they know is I love having fun. And I have not corrected them. I did not like speaking about what went down all those years ago. I just wanted to move on with my life.

“Kylie it is time. You have to be out there in ten” My assistant Roxy says.

“Gray I got to go. I will call you after the show” I say

“I am live streaming the show. I will see you out there. Break a leg” he says

I hang up and make my way out there. He is watching the show to see me. He does not mind me being in the entertainment industry.

I perform the song I wrote right after Gray, and I broke up. The song that made me famous. That put me on the map and during the entire song, I could not help but think was it good enough? I was nervous it was the first show I have ever felt as though I might faint. He has never watched my show before him watching it even though he was live streaming it was mind blowing.