Kendall's POV

I pulled up and parked the car. It was about eight o'clock. I knew there would be very few people there working overtime. I stepped out of my car and hit the button to lock it. I made my way and punched the 7-digit code in. I took the elevator to the third floor and I passed a two of Jaxon's older colleagues. I noticed Karin, an intern who was excited at the fact the company had wanted her.


"Kendall," she croaked. I stopped and went to her cubicle. Her ginger hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail. I always loved her attributes. Her freckles and orange hair suited her attitude fittingly.


"Yeah, Karin?" I asked, trying to be polite. I smiled at her as she stared at me with some discomfort in her eyes.


"Jaxon isn't here right now," she said.


I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What do you mean he's not here? He just texted like a half hour saying that he was going to be here till nine."


She chewed her lip nervously. I could tell that she was processing what she was going to say. "I want to talk to you-as a girl to another girl." She took a seat on her leather chair and stared at her hands. "Jaxon left here with another girl." Another girl, that wasn't me.


I felt my heart pump a little. My mind lit up quickly, just like when you pour gasoiline into the fierce fire. "What girl?" I could feel my cheeks heat up.


"I don't know, but this is probably the third time I've seen her come around. She has like a light brown hair colour. No one knows who she is," she explained. I could see the sorrow in her eyes and she intensely stared at me. "A couple of the guys in the office think-"


"Maybe they're just friends," I added. I didn't want to buy into this. I felt like this would ever happen. This was the Jaxon that told me he loved me.


"Friends don't hold hands and kiss. I know it's not any of my business, but I thought you deserved to know." She stood up out of her chair. "He left about an hour ago." I looked behind me as I noticed one of his colleagues getting ready to leave.


I tried to picture Jax with another woman, hand in hand; lips touching each other's, but the only thing that went through my mind for some reason was Paul. "Karin," I said. Karin was gathering her things, but she stopped to look at me. "Are you sure that's what you saw?" I asked, quietly.


She sighed. "Kendall, I'm so sorry."


I ran my fingers through my hair. "N-No, thank you, Karin. I hope you have a great night." Just like that I ran out of the building. I found myself standing in the cold. I knew that it was about a thirty minute walk home, so I decided I'd walk instead. I needed to clear my head and think how I was going to deal with it all. I had to make sure it was real first.


I had my car keys in my back pocket, along with a twenty dollar bill and Paul's number written down on a little piece of paper. I seen a corner store in the distance, so I walked in. I grabbed a bag of liquorice and threw them on the counter. I paid and I headed home.


* * *


I had my two bottles of Woodford Reserve alcohol on the coffee table, along with my paper with Paul's number and my cell phone. Only half of one of the bottles were empty. I could no longer cry any more. I picked up the phone and dialled Paul's number.


It rang a few times before he answered. "Who is it?"


"Paul, I'm just calling to say that you win." A few tears managed to escape my eyes. I couldn't bear to be here anymore. I felt like I was slowly falling off the edge. Having Paul come back didn't help either. I thought I could handle it all, but I knew deep down that I was dying.


"Kendall? Are you drinking?" I could hear a ruckus in the background, but I brushed it off.


"I got the house and money. You get to do what ever you fucking want, and that's the way it will always be. I see your happiness in your eyes. All I will ever be is alone. I'll die alone, which is the way it was intended to be. I'm sorry for being such a burden," I said. I looked to my right to see my dog in the doorway, whining.


"Kendall-" I hung up on him and tipped the bottle back. It burned my throat, but it was just what I needed.


* * *


Sarah's POV


I could hear Tucker barking loudly. I figured he might have just been looking out the window, but his barks turned into cries. I got up and crept to look in the hallway. It was dark. I went to see if Kendall had woken up, but she wasn't even there. She told me that she was coming home tonight. I went downstairs to find Tucker barking at a body. I screamed and I started to cry as I noticed Kendall's blonde hair. I immediately ran to pick her up. She wasn't breathing, so I called the ambulance. It was hard to think with Tucker panicking.


"9-1-1. What's your emergency?"


I cried, heavily. I panicked and I felt a little lightheaded. I fell to my knees and clenched the dog, tightly. He wimpered next to me as I balled my eyes out. "M-My friend isn't breathing. I just found her downstairs and I-I-"


"Calm down. Take a deep breathe, please," the operator asked. "We traced your address and the ambulance will be there shortly."


"T-Thank you." I dropped the phone. I held onto Kendall's body, with Tucker who nuzzled into her. I cried and hoped that she was all right.

Notes

It's been a while, yes. I had stuff that had to be done. Any ways, just a Q... does anyone here have Soundcloud or have interest in finding some underground artists?:)