Kiara's POV:

I don't know how I made it, but running like for my dear life seemed to have worked. Jesus I'm faster than the elevator even all those floors down. My lungs burn, but the heck, rather this pain than the other one that is constantly burning deep inside my heart and soul. As soon as I reach my car the elevator doors slide open.

"God damn it Kiara, just wait for a second", Dean calls out, I fight the urge to be close to him because I know it will only result in more pain. This is the reason I went kinda flying down those stairs. Before Dean can reach me, I'm in my Mustang and lock the doors.

"Open the god damn doors Kar, this is being so childish. Can't we talk like normal adults about it?"

I open a tiny slit to the window. "What do you want to talk about, how you fucked your ex, well now girlfriend again, while I was waiting for you? Is that what you want to talk about? Or how you still told me bullshit about love, because I'm mentally instable? Or wait how I was a good distraction.

Or as you put into your latest interview, who wouldn't have taken the chance if it was gifted to him? Or how you realized I was fun, but Nadine is the one you loved from the start and you were too hurt to take her back. You want me to go on? Because I'm nearly sure by all the stuff I've read the last two weeks about myself or you and Nadine I could go on for hours.

You call me childish? But it's you spreading all this bullshit and hurtful things about me. You and your bitch. Tyler is right to call her that and after what she did to me, I don't mind saying it out loud. Sue me for all I care, for swearing on your rich girlfriend's ass, I don't give a shit. Damn I should have stayed with my first impression I had about you, instead I fell for everything, all the bullshit you dished me.

You know the worst thing is? I thought we were real. I believed our love was real. The only one who really loved in this relationship was me. Believing in your love was the most childish thing I did. I'm guilty of being childish in believing in a dream", I'm totally out of breath from rambling everything down as fast as I could so he couldn't interfer.

"No, your behaviour now is so childish. You know what? I kinda get why Brad cheated on you with that Nora, sometimes it's unbearable to be close to you."

"That was a low even for you. Well thank god you don't have to be close to me anymore." I start the engine, hit the gear in and leave as fast as possible. In my rear mirror I see Dean smashing his fist against the pillar I was parked at and kicking a trash can. Logan who was just about to enter his car, looks shocked. Fuck you Dean! Why did he want to talk to me again? Just to hurt me even more and blow Brad like that into my face?

He probably just couldn't deal with the sickening truth I threw at him. Dean and Nadine the perfect match on all magazines. I know in the past he never really gave interviews about his private life. I was the first one he did a bit more, but now with Nadine both of them are constantly giving interviews.

All the magazines trying to get my side of the story, have been turned down by me. Other than them I don't need my private shit spread all around, bad enough they are doing it.

Sniffling my tears away, I give Sean a call I need a friend now.

"Hey", he answers breathless after the fith ring.

"Hey", I sniffle into the phone.

"You ok?", his soft voice sounds concerned.

"Come back to bed", I hear a voice in the background calling him.

"Oh my god, is that Nick?", he stays silent and I know he's unsure whether he's allowed to spill. "OMG, I knew there were these side glances. Jesus you got him Babe and I thought he was straight as fuck."

"Well let's just say his choice is bigger than yours or mine."

"You mean he's bi?"

"Sweetheart can we talk about this another time?", he whispers into the phone and I know he doesn't want Nick to catch on. "But why did you call in the first place, you sounded like you were crying."

"Just some stupid argument with Dean, don't worry about it. You enjoy your man." Sean has been there so much for me lately, I don't want to ruin his time with Nick. Besides I'm so happy for him.

"Sweetheart you know I'm always there for you, you come first."

"It's fine Sean really, just hearing your voice has helped me, now get your sugar ass back to Nick and have fun."

"Love you Sweety."

"Love you too Babe", this has become Sean's and my thing years ago, Brad used to hate it.

Once I hang up I sigh, I really don't want to ruin Sean's evening but I don't feel like being on my own either. So I dial Tyler's number instead, with the second ring he picks up.

"Hey, Beautiful", his joyful voice comes from the speakers.

"Hey, Ty."

"Hey, what's wrong Sweetheart?"

"Is it so obvious?", jeez I only said two words and I even tried to sound something like normal.

"Your voice is raspy as if you've just cried. So what's he done?"

"How do you know it was him?", sometimes Tyler can read me so clearly that it's creepy. And he doesn't even have to see my face.

"Because I know you're a strong girl and the only one to make you cry is him. Or from what I heard your parents. But seeing as latter isn't an option, it must be him."

"Why are you so damn clever?", I try to stifle a laugh as he bursts out laughing. Honestly this guy tries to play dumb all the time and maybe in some things he is. But in others he's a genius, he built up his own IT business and is very sucessful with it. At the same time he doesn't seem nerdy with it at all more like a total womanizer.

"Want me to come over and spill the beans?"

"Yes", now I'm nearly crying again.

I moved into my tiny apartment beginning of this week. It contains a living area, with a sleeping couch a tiny kitchen and a bathroom. There's nothing fancy about it and honestly even with the few things I own, the place seems nearly packed. But at least I have my own place now, the bed and breakfast was getting too expensive and this is tiny but it honestly isn't too bad.

Monday evening once I had the key, I spent my time with Sean at Ikea, buying the most important things for the move into this place. A huge blanket, some bed sheets, cushions, a sleeping couch and some kitchen stuff. The rest was luckily included in this place. On the weekend I want to still paint the walls as this plain white, sucks.

Only about half an hour after arriving Tyler knocks at my door.

"Hey Beautiful", his arms pull me immediately into his embrace. "I've brought us some soul food along", he beams and holds up a bag. "Taccos first and Ben & Jerry's after."

"You're my hero", I start sniffling again. "Why are you so nice to me?", somehow lately I'm doubting everything again, doubting I deserve people to be nice to me without expecting anything from me.

"Because you deserve to be treated right Kiara. And because you're one of my best friends." His arms wrap around me a little tighter with my sobs. "And definitely the hottest best friend I've ever had. Hmmm if bringing you food always ends with your hot body pressed against mine, I might just buy you food every day", he adds chuckling causing me to nudge him.

Somehow, I have the feeling Tyler will still be talking like this in ten years and he'll be teasing me about my bikini photos he's downloaded again. Apparently, he's even put it as background pic to me calling him. So anytime I call him, that pic will appear on his screen. He says, he hopes someday Dean will see it and realize how dumb he is. I still find it awkward.

"Ty, have you actually finally taken my pic down?"

"Nope can do Princess", a cheeky grin appears on his face, while we are munching down on our Taccos. "So are you spilling? Or do I need to call that douchebag myself to find out what happend."

So I tell Tyler the full story and I see his anger growing. "Why the fuck is he doing this shit? And why would he throw Brad like that into your face. For a matter of fact, I know how much he hates what Brad did to you. This bitch must have brainwashed him or something, no idea. He isn't even talking to any of us anymore. Nor me, Nick or Chris, I mean I get we had the fall out and I told him my piece of mind. But why Nick and Chris? He's even left our group chat. Alright I might have posted a pic or two of you in there, but hey he's not your boyfriend anymore he has to deal with it."

"A pic? What pic?", I gasp.

"The red bikini ones. Thought a little reminder will do him good", he shrugs and tries to give me an innocent smile.

"Jesus, why were these god damn photos taken?", I groan.

"Well I'm not going to complain about it", he laughs again. Great just great, I blush and I'm sure to look like a very ripe tomato.

"Time for ice", Tyler props a full spoon of salted caramel brownie into my mouth. A little moan escapes my mouth as the flavours unfold on my tongue. "Hey, stay decent or it's going to be unfair and whatever happens in my pants is your fault", Tyler warns with a dirty smirk.

"I can't, this is just too awesome. Be glad you didn't choose peanut butter cookie, that's my favourite. With my emotions and the sensation of the flavours I'd be a moaning mess. Honestly as I can't have or better said don't want a man at the moment, this is the next best thing to sex."

"Alright more Ben & Jerry's for you in future. So long until we get that idiot back on his tracks."

I frown at him. "Who says I want him back on his tracks? He's cheated on me, he's been lying and treating me like shit the last couple of weeks." I won't mention that the first couple of weeks seemed like heaven to me though.

"And yet you still love him", Tyler states.

"Just because I love him, doesn't mean I want him back. Well yes, I do, but no I don't." Tyler starts laughing like crazy.

"You're insane, you know that?", well that's not necessarily something new he's telling me.

"I miss him, I just can't switch my feelings off for him, as much as I want to. But that doesn't mean I'd take him back, after what he did. Besides I'm obviously not what he wants", I sigh hurt by the thought.

"Kiara, I have known Dean all of my life, believe me when I say, I've never seen him look at another woman like he does at you. No idea what's wrong with him at the moment, if he is trying to hold on to the past, that bitch has brain washed him or whatever. One thing I know is, he will never feel the same for her, as he does for you."

"I just don't understand it Ty, I really don't. Besides you haven't seen the way he eyes her up and down, he adores her. If I meant that much to him, he wouldn't have cheated on me with her. And that's a thing I guess I could never look past anyway." Tears start streaming down my face and Tyler pulls me further into his embrace.

My phone keeps on lighting up again on the table and the thought of him constantly calling me, breaks me even more. I had a weak moment the first night I slept in this apartment and started reading his messages.

All were about how sorry he is, he never meant to hurt me, that I deserve better, that he needs to talk to me, he needs to know if I'm ok and so on. I remember getting similar messages from Brad after I moved out, only was he also asking for me to come back. That's one thing Dean never wrote. Well why should he? He's happy with Nadine after all.

A pounding at the door at about 11pm makes me jump. "Open the door Kar", what the fuck? How does he even know I live here? Helpless I look up at Tyler who has his arms wrapped soothingly around my shoulder while watching Marvels Endgame. His arm like this has nothing romantic about it, it's just to comfort me after crying my balls out.

Another pounding. "Come on Kar, I hear the god damn TV I know you're there", it's now that I realize he's slurring, so he's drunk again. "I'm not going away, you hear me?"

Tyler gets up: "He's not going to leave believe me. You want to talk to him?", I shake my head. No I can't deal with this. Why does he have to turn up here like that?

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Dean's angry voice booms through the entire place as soon as Tyler has opend the door a slit. "You're my best friend! And now you're fucking my girl, or what?"

"I'm not fucking anyone, so calm down. Besides I doubt you have the right to call her your girl after the shit you did or are doing."

"If you're not fucking her, then what the hell are you doing here?"

"Your job, and not the way you think. I'm trying to be there for the girl you just broke, the girl that's a crying mess because you're such a cunt", Tyler tries to stay calm, I can tell on his strained voice, besides I see his free fist clench and unclench repeatedly.

"Let me talk to her", Dean demands and I see a push against the door, but Tyler is leaning strong against it. Luckily, they're about equal in strength and Dean is drunk.

"She doesn't want to talk to you. You can't expect to fuck Nadine and have Kiara on top."

"It's none of your business whom I fuck or not, keep the fuck out of my business Tyler. You're just jealous that I can have them all and you just get the reminders", Dean's voice is ice cold and I know it's also his authority voice he uses when he tries to control things. I swear with that voice he could even become a mafia boss.

"Well I know one girl who really loves you, but you fucked it up so bad you can't have her anymore. So go and fuck all the other girls, but in the end, you've lost the best thing that ever happend to you", in Tyler's voice I can hear the pain from the words Dean threw at him. It struck him hard too.

As soon his words are out, he opens the door just a little bit more to give Dean a hard push, causing him to move backwards and fall on his backside and Tyler slamms the door into his face.

"What an asshole", Tyler mutters to himself.

"Kiara", he calls loudly through the closed door.

"Fuck off Dean, or I'll call the cops", I call out loud and minutes of silence follow.

Finally we listen to a cursing Dean stumbling down the stairs.

"He's not driving, is he?", I ask a little worried.

"No, one thing's for sure Dean would never drink and drive. He'll have David driving him", Tyler sighs and ruffles his hair.

"I'm sorry you're in the middle of this Ty. You shouldn't be taking sides, or at least be on his side as he's your best friend. I'm causing so much trouble for all of you."

"His side?", he snortes. "Did you listen to him? Kiara I would never be on his side with this behaviour. You aren't the one to cause trouble, he is. He even acted like it would be ok to be fucking more than one girl at once. That's not the Dean I know and until he gets his shit together, it's not the Dean I want to spend time with either."

Tyler sits next to me lifts my chin, for me to look up at him. "I'm so sorry he's putting you through this Princess", I gulp while looking at his intense stare. His eyes dart down to my lips scooting a little closer, while breathing heavier, his lips hover over mine. For a moment I wish to get lost in this, numb out the pain.

Tyler clears his throat and draws back and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. "I'm sorry I was just getting lost in the moment, I shouldn't have. You love Dean and I know he loves you too. Even if he doesn't behave that way. I think I should be going now."

Unable to say a word I watch how he gathers his things together. He's right though, I love Dean and this wouldn't have been right. Perhaps it would have numbed the pain out a little like all the drinks and partys at the moment, but in the end, it would have made things worse for all of us. And awkward between me and Tyler.

"Ty is this going to be awkward between us now?"

He smiles. "No I promise Beautiful. We simply shared an emotional moment after both being hurt by Dean. And let's face it, you're hot as fuck. But you're also one of my best friends. It was just the adrenaline in that moment. I'm not used to being around girls who don't land in my bed", he chuckles.

"But honestly Kiara, we're fine and I really want my best friend to be fine with you in the end too. And with fine with him, I mean I want him to fight for the love of his life, because I have no doubt that's what you are. And I hope you will be able to forgive him, because you belong together."

I nod. "Thanks Ty, you're the best."

"I know", and a cocky grin appears on his face, before he heads to the door.

*****

Half a week has passed and I haven't seen Dean at all. The only evidence he was there, was his car and the closed window shades in his office. While I enter the hallway on Wednesday I hear a loud voice, his voice.

"The fuck, there has to be another way."

About an hour later I recieve a mail from him.

Kiara,

I need you to join me to a meeting in Russia on the weekend. Can you make it? You'll be back on time for Sunday evening.

Dean

Is he fucking kidding me? Why is it me, who has to join him to a meeting? He's been doing all the other meetings with Nadine lately. Has she cheated again? Is that the reason he turned up again beginning of the week? Although his words from beforehand make sense now. He doesn't want to go with me either, he wanted another way.

Even if I hate the thought, knowing how painful this is going to be, I know this is part of my job and I have to live with it.

Mr Arlington,

I will arrange to be free for the meeting. Gina can provide me with the necessary information.

Kiara Summers

Well I will try to keep this as professional as possible.

A/N: Did I mention I love Tyler? LOL Sorry I know you are waiting for answers, but I wanted to show you how Kiara now has her own place and Tyler is the best friend ever. Oh and that tiny detail with Sean and Nick.

Another business trip ahead.

Any thoughts on the whole situation? And Dean's partially mean words?

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