Malia's Pov

As soon as I got home I ran upstairs and bolted inside my bedroom.

I shut my bedroom door before practically throwing myself onto my bed. As soon as my body made contact with my bed, I broke down.

Tears streamed down my face as broken and loud sobs escaped my lips. I buried my face into my pillow and clenched my fists at my sides.

Too many emotions were running through me that I couldn't think straight. It was all too much.

How could Wyatt do this to me?

How could he break my heart like this?

How could he make me go through another heartbreak after he promised he wouldn't hurt me like Ben did?

How could I have been so stupid to trust him?

I finally let someone in after what I went through back at Auradon.

I let someone put me back together after Ben broke me for leaving me for Mal.

And now, I'm left completely and utterly broken because I was stupid to give Wyatt a chance. 

I was stupid to give my love life another chance after what happened with Ben.

I'm not going to let myself be stupid. I'm not going to let anyone in again. Especially not Wyatt.

He better stay the hell away from me and Emily because after today, I want nothing to do with him.

He brought this upon himself and now he has to deal with the consequences.

A sigh escaped my lips as I sat up from my bed. I wiped the tears away from my eyes before getting up from my bed.

I walked towards my drawer and opened it up. I took out my pack of cigarettes and my lighter.

I shut the drawer before heading outside to my balcony.

I took out a cigarette and lit it up. Once that was done I drew in a breath before breathing out, removing the cigarette from my lips.

I can't remember the last time I did this.

Of course, I didn't smoke when I was pregnant with Emily. I'd never do something as irresponsible as that.

However, after Emily was born, that's when I began smoking.

At that time I was still depressed and heartbroken. Ben and Mal had done that to me. Especially Ben. 

It didn't last that long, though. Addison and Zed found out about it one day.

They didn't judge me. But they made me promise to quit because they knew that smoking was bad and the last thing they wanted was for me to end up in the hospital.

I agreed, mainly because I didn't want to end up in the hospital. I had to think about not only myself, but Emily too.

"Malia" I heard Addison speak from behind me.

I turned around and saw Addison, Bree and Eliza standing inside my room.

Bree and Eliza were shocked at seeing me smoke. While Addison just sighed and looked at me with sad eyes.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, turning away from them.

"Malia..." Addison trailed off.

"Relax, Addy. It's not going to happen again. But, I just needed to do it" I sighed.

I put out the cigarette before throwing it off the balcony. Luckily the trash bins were near, so it landed right inside one of them.

I, reluctantly, turned around and walked back inside my room.

The girls let me through and watched as I sat down on my bed. 

I did my best not to look at them. I couldn't look at them, otherwise I would've started crying.

I only covered my face with my hands, hoping that I wouldn't start crying. I'm practically begging myself not to cry.

Addison sighed before sitting down on my bed. Bree did the same.

"Malia..." Bree trailed off, placing her hand on my shoulder.

I don't know how, but I couldn't take it anymore.

I removed my hands from my face and let the tears stream down my cheeks. I practically threw myself into Addison's arms as I continued crying.

Addison obviously didn't mind and only wrapped her arms around me, rubbing my back up and down.

"Oh, Malia, I'm so sorry" Addison softly said.

"Everything's going to be ok, sweetie. Don't cry" Bree softly said.

I tried to speak, I tried to tell her that everything wasn't going to be ok, but I couldn't.

The only things that managed to escape my mouth whenever I tried speaking were soft sobs.

"If I weren't at my internship I would've kicked his ass" Eliza scowled.

I wanted to laugh at that. I really did. But I was still crying and too much sadness was running through me.

I only hugged Addison tighter, practically burying my head in her chest in the process.

"It's ok, we're here. We're here and we're not going anywhere" Addison softly whispered in my ear.

I felt Bree wrap her arms around me and her head resting on my back.

Despite the complete heartbreak I'm feeling, it's nice to know that my best friends have my back no matter what.

I know that they'll always be there for me no matter what.

And I'll always be grateful for them just being there for me whenever I need them.

Wyatt's Pov

After Malia called it quits and stormed off, despite me and everyone yelling at her to come back, I was numb.

I was too numb to defend myself when Addison began punching my arms, yelling at me in the most angriest way possible.

I was too numb to defend myself when Zed, Bonzo and Bucky hit me.

And I was too numb to protest when Willa grabbed my arm in a death grip and began dragging me away, Wynter following close behind us.

When we returned to the den, Wynter told all the wolves to head to their rooms.

They were confused, but when they saw the heartbroken look on my face and the completely angry look on Willa's face, they were quick to obey.

As soon as they were all gone, leaving just the three of us, Willa began yelling as loud as she could.

"You complete and utter asshole!" Willa yelled.

I turned to look at her, only for her hand to make contact with my cheek as she slapped me, hard.

A gasp escaped from Wynter's mouth at Willa's actions.

My eyes widened slightly and I brought my hand up to my now red cheek, wincing.

Willa has never slapped me before. She's never hurt me before.

Sure, there's times where she'll punch my shoulder, kick my leg or slap my head. But it's always been playful or just teasing, especially whenever I get on her nerves.

This is the first time she's slapped me. And her slap was hard as hell.

"What the hell is wrong with you?! Why would you say that to Malia?!" Willa asked, no, demanded.

I didn't answer. I don't think I could.

"Wyatt, answer me right now or so help me god I'll throw you out of the den myself!" Willa yelled.

I still didn't answer her.

I honestly didn't know what to say.

"Answer me, Wyatt!" Willa yelled.

"Willa" Wynter sighed.

"No, don't tell me to stop when I have every right to be angry. Especially after my idiot brother broke my best friend's heart and said hurtful things to her!" Willa yelled.

Willa shoved me, causing me to stumble backwards, but at least I didn't fall.

"Answer me, Wyatt! Why did you hurt Malia like that? Why would you say those things to her?!" Willa yelled.

I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't take her constant yelling anymore.

I shoved her away, causing her to stumble backwards.

"I don't know, alright! I don't know why I would say those things to her! I want nothing more than to take them back but that's not possible!" I yelled back.

Why is she so angry?

Why the hell is she acting like she's the one that got dumped?

Malia's my girlfriend.

Or, well...she was...

"Well, guess what, you can't and that's your fault and your fault alone!" Willa yelled.

"Why am I acting like this? Maybe because you downright accused Malia, my best friend, of something she didn't do instead of letting her explain the true story!" Willa yelled.

I clenched my fists in anger, trying my best to calm down.

"You weren't there, alright. You didn't see what I did. You-" I started but she cut me off.

"You're right, I wasn't there. But that doesn't mean I would've accused Malia of something without knowing the true story" Willa argued.

"I saw them together! Together! If you saw them you would understand! They looked intimate!" I yelled.

Willa opened her mouth to say something but Wynter stepped up.

"Wyatt, are you fucking stupid?" Wynter asked. 

I stared at her in shock. Willa did too.

"Excuse me?" I asked.

"Are you fucking stupid? Do you really believe that Malia would hurt you after she experienced heartbreak from her first boyfriend?" Wynter asked.

I opened my mouth to say something but Wynter kept on going.

"Tell me something. Were you there the entire time? Were you there when Malia and the aliens were practicing? Did you stop to think that there was more to the story? Did you stop to think that you were overreacting and overlooking what really happened?" Wynter asked.

I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out.

What could I even say?

That I stormed out when I saw them together instead of hearing Malia's side of the story.

She tried stopping me. She tried to get me to listen about what happened. 

But...I was fueled with jealousy, anger and betrayal that I didn't listen. I just lashed out at her.

"Malia loves you and you love her. She's said it countless of times that she finally found herself moving on from Ben. She was finally happy. Do you really believe she would hurt you the way Ben hurt her? Do you really believe that Malia would ruin not only her happiness, but yours, just to be with A-lan?" Wynter asked.

Silence.

Dead silence.

Wynter made so many good points.

She made so many good points that I couldn't disagree with any of them. She spoke nothing but the truth the entire time.

"Exactly" Wynter sighed, crossing her arms over her chest.

Willa shot her an impressed look, something that was quite rare, before shaking her head as she turned back to me.

She glared at me, a really angry and scary glare, before jabbing a finger into my chest.

"You better find a way to make it up to her. Otherwise you've lost her, forever" Willa angrily spat at me.

With that, she turned around and walked away, not even sparing me a single glance.

Wynter spare me a quick glance. She sighed and shook her head before walking away.

When she was gone, my knees buckled and I felt myself dropping to the ground.

Tears streamed down my face and I found myself clenching my eyes shut. My fists clenched at my sides as my lips trembled.

I-I'm such a damn idiot...I'm so fucking dumb.

How could I do this to Malia? How could I hurt her like this?

I was just so damn jealous whenever I saw her with the aliens, especially A-lan, that I couldn't hold any of it in anymore.

An angry scream escaped my lips as more tears streamed down my face. I bent down and buried my face into the ground.

What the hell have I done...?

And more importantly...

How the hell do I fix it...?

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Remember, smoking is bad. 

Especially for your lungs, so please don't ever do it, look out for your health.

With that being said, have a great day and see you next time. Bye!