Chapter 27

                                    

                                          
Kara
"I will have an anxiety attack and not go, if you keep yelling at me." I told my mom. She was complaining at me not waking up on time. Which is not true. I woke up an hour early than she did. "I was dressed and ready to go!" I sat down. 
                          
"Hey, no fighting!" Khloé says taking my mom away. "How can I get you not to fight?" She asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. 
                          
"She just trying to cause drama!" I told her taking out my phone and looking at Instagram. I saw a picture of Luke starting his North America Concert. I put my phone down and looked at the back of Kim's chair. 
                          
She kisses my head. "Maybe we should just go home." Khloé suggested. 
                          
"No it's fine." I told her as got up. "I'm going to the bathroom." I walked to the plane bathroom. I closed the door and stared at the mirror. All I see is me. The broken girl, who can't fix herself. 
                          
I can't cry anymore which is probably a good thing. But everything I feel is nothing. I can't feel angry, sad or loved.
                          
"I mean I've seen it happen before and I'm fi-" Luke smash his lips onto mine. I kissed him back. He put his hands on my warm cheeks. 
                          
I took out my phone looked at the comment on Instagram. 
                          
@luke'sbæ: do us a favor and die already. 
                          
@arzaylea: he broke up with me because of you! I'm going to make your life a living hell. 
                          
@fuckmeluke: that bitch is going to pay!
                          
He broke up with her. Hannah didn't! Please tell me she didn't. Luke must hate me more now. He has to! Tears started falling again. 
                          
Why are you crying? He hurt you!
                          
Exactly I shouldn't be crying. It's his fault that I'm broken and I can't be crying. I mean it hurts but it's his fault, not mine. I whipped away my tears and leave the bathroom. I sit back down and look at my phone again. 
                          
"Let's get this family vacation started!" My mom shouted and sat down behind me. 
                          
"Yeah, I'm not ready" I mumble to myself.
                          
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We all got off the plane. Everyone was taking picture but I just stayed behind minding my own business. "Kara, come on." Kim said waving to me but I just walked to the car. I got in and sat down. 
                          
I just want to sleep. It was a very long plane ride, hearing about Kylie's Lip Kits, Rob and his baby. I waited for about 30 minutes and we finally left. 
                          
"Let's do this bitches!" Khloé said dancing a little.