Chapter 50:

"Ky, get out of the bathroom" I slowly say, rubbing my eyes "you've been there long enough"

I was awake not long ago when the effulgent sun rays beat me,waiting for Kylie to get out of the bathroom for I was too tired to move to the other bathroom out of the room. I was already going to be late abd she of all people knew how much I hate tardiness, but my lazy ass didn't still use the other one.

Rolling down from the bed to the cold ground I move my legs involuntarily and unhappily towards the door of the bathroom, knocking on the door a little too harshly after, groaning loudly when I heard nothing.

"Ky don't test my patience and let me drag you out of there myself!"  I threaten but when getting no reply I continue knocking.

"Ky?" I knock again, "I'm coming" slowly opening the door I took a view of the clean and empty bathroom, "Kylie?!"

Shaking my head I remembered that she likes to cool breakfast, I was sure she was already coming to call me. Smiling, I enter the bathroom to take a simple bath before rushing downstairs searching for her. I want-needed to see her, and that wide smile with a hint of boast when I compliment her on her cooking skills. Ugh, why do I miss her already, I saw her yesterday!

As I round the kitchen to find nothing I search for her in every room I know in my apartment. And when I didn't get her, panic settles on the pit of my stomach.

"Ky don't play games with me," I sat frustrated, "I need to go to work!"

Work!

Maybe she went to work early today, so early she forgot to even cook me breakfast or stick a note. I made myself comfortable on the stool deciding to call her, doing so while pacing, her phone ringing in the bedroom did also not helping my worry.

"She never left her phone! How urgent could she be?" I thought out loud.

Opening the cabinet of the locks I see evert car was home, and I know for sure Kylie doesn't take cabs, did she walk? Something inside me also told me that she wouldn't walk, she hated strangers, she hated them ogling at her she wouldn't walk.

Running back to the kitchen I started searching for any notes on where she could be, suddenly out of nowhere Liza the housekeeper came with a perplexed face when seeing me searching like a mad person.

"What are you searching for son?" She ask, putting her small black bag on the counter, confused.

"I think Kylie went to work early," I start, still searching,on the table, shelf and even on the cabinets, "she wouldn't leave without a note, have you seen it? I wonder where she went without taking a car, she didn't even cook me anything! Have you seen her walking out? She must have been urgent."

I was pacing that I didn't notice Liza didn't make herself at home like she usually does and noticing that she quite I look at her stopping, "Why are you so quiet Liza and what's with the look?" I ask as I see her watching me with pain and sympathy .

Her circle like face pale and her pale brown eyes filled with tears. Remembering that I should go to work before I get too late I shake my head.

"You go yo work Liza, if she came tell her to wait for me before going home. I'll would have called her but she left her phone here. Wait she chose me a suit didn't she? I'll have to and che-"

"But Son.." Liza start, her brown eyes now hided with her tears, her wrinkles spreading abd tightening, "Ms. Kylie- p-passed away d-days ago."

I stare at her weirdly making a face, her trembling lips and her shaking hands.

"What are you saying Liz, she was here yesterday, remember? We watched her favourite show before she fall aslee-" Then a face of hers pop in my head, the lifeless look she had as she lay on the hospital bed. I see her already dried lips, the bug black eye bags under her closed eyes, the cold hands of hers by her side. "No!" The doctors sharing us the news, "No!" The grave dug up for her, as her home, it was dark, she didn't belong there, "NO!"

"Are you OK, Mr. Ashton?" I could barely hear her voice as my legs move backwards, as if to escape something, recoiling from the memory.

I wanted to scream and tell her that Kylie isn't dead, but it was a lie and I knew it too.

Then it dawned on me. I wouldn't see Ky again, I won't be able to see her smile, to hear her voice. I won't be able to touch her,cuddle her, kiss her,I won't even argue with her anymore. Kylie was gone, to never come. She would never be with me, I would never be able to seat next to her, I won't be able to feel her.

It was hard to be OK, it was hard to not think about her.

Tears slipped one by one chasing each other as I cried loudly. Everything we did crushing on my mind, the things I was bound to forget painting themselves on my brain, wildly spreading yo every core of mine. Her soft curses and just everything!

Kylie Rob was gone!

"Mr. Matthews you are shaking.." Liza's voice I could hear, she sounded crying, "I'll call the doctor!"

Kylie won't post me notes, I would never eat her foods, she won't be the one waking me, she wouldn't choose a suit for the day and argue me if I didn't like it, o would never be able to fucking see her every morning, every day!!

Shattering of plates abd screams were heard, I could hardly recognise my voice. Screams of agony, grief I made. My throat was dry, I can feel my hairs being pulled, wondering who it was not realising it was my hands I turn to my side. A little pain I could feel on my upper hand,my blurry vision making out the red water that continues to drip on the floor. A wide dark whole covered my inside,blocking my heart.

She won't leave me, she won't!

"Ky please come out, enough playing games!" I yell, trying to smile, "OK, you get me, I cried and you got me, I love you, now please come out!"

Nothing.

"Am going to work, at least let me see your face!"

Nothing!

"Kylie please" I whisper.

Death was forever,wasn't it?!

I slowly went to squat on the floor, my back to the cabinet and my head hung low to the knee that support my hand. My tears continue to slip, my already shattered heart continuing to break never to be mended and fixed, my brain dizzy and my body lifeless.

I wonder what she would say if she saw me beside her, six foot under. I didn't really mind her scold and her arguments, it was all OK if I was beside her.

But is there a way to change Gods plan?!
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Don't kill me, this was planned, it was the part of the plot OK?? Now I know you didn't like the chapter due to Kylie's death but I want you to Vote for who knows I might bring her from death!! Am the Creator here😌😌
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Habo-j