Shyla's Pov

I woke up and my head hurts. I groaned. I sat up and looked around. I smelled food in the kitchen. I got up off the couch and walked into the kitchen. I wrapped my arms around Schmidt. "How long have I been out?" I asked. "A few hours. I'm just making dinner." Schmidt said, turning around kissing the top of my head. I blushed and nodded. "So what happened back there?" I asked. "Evan was at Tim Hortons and you lost it. We couldn't get our coffee because the coffee maker broke." Schmidt said. "No shit, Sherlock that was of my doing." I snapped tapping my fingers repeatedly. Schmidt stopped me. "Stop it. You are just going to make Ivy come out again and I don't want that." Schmidt said. I removed my hand from under his and walked out of the kitchen. I heard my phone go off. I answered it. "Hello?" I said. "Hi Shyla, it's Nate. I was wondering if you wanted to make a cover song with me?" Nate asked. "Yeah, sure." I said. "Ok. What song do you want to do?" Nate asked. "Bad Romance." I said smirking. "Alright." Nate said. "I'll see you in a few days." I said. "Yep." Nate said. "Bye." I said, hanging up. "Who are going to see in a few days?" Schmidt asked. "A friend of mine." I said. "That is whom?" Schmidt asked, coming over to me. "Nate. He is a friend of mine. He wanted me to come over a record something with him" I said. "Where does he live?" Schmidt asked. "California." I said. "Alright. I'm coming with you." Schmidt said. "No." I said. "Yes, I am." Schmidt said. "For fuck's sake Schmidt can't I go anywhere on my own!" I asked. "Yes, but what about Ivy?" Schmidt said. "What about her! What I want to know is why you think so little of me!" I yelled."It is because of the way you act when you are Ivy! Remember what happened with Snake!" Schmidt said. I gasped and stepped back. "You really do think less of me." I said. "Shyla, I don't think less of you. I think less of Ivy." Schmidt said. "Still, she is a part of me! So you are saying that you think less of me!" I yelled. "Babe." Schmidt said. "No, don't babe me! Fuck you Schmidt we are done." I yelled, slapping him. I walked upstairs. Started packing my stuff and then my computer equipment. I went to walk out of the room and Schmidt was in the doorway. "Move Schmidt." I demanded. "Make me." Schmidt said. "Please move. I don't want to hurt you." I said, looking at him. "Nah. You can't hurt me." Schmidt said. I shook my head. "I said move!" I said, throwing him into the bed. Schmidt got up and held onto me. "I'm sorry Shyla! Please don't leave me." Schmidt said. "Get off me Schmidt. I never want to see you again." I said, pushing him off me. I walked downstairs with my stuff. I got on my phone and bought a ticket to California. I got in my car and headed towards the airport.

At The Airport

When I got to the airport, I texted Nate.

Shyla - Hey, I'm at the airport. I'll be there tomorrow. Also, I might need a place to live for a while do you mind if I live with you?

Nate - I don't mind. Morgan and I broke up a month ago, so I don't care. What happened to living with your boyfriend though?

Shyla - We broke up today. :(

Nate - Oh, I'm sorry. How about when you get here we go get some Five guys or In n Out?

Shyla - Sure.

I put away my phone and headed towards the entrance of the plane. When I got on the plane, I handed the lady the ticket. She pointed me to the seat and I went to it. When I sat down I looked over at the person sitting next to me. My eyes widened. "Luke?" I said. "Shyla!" Luke said, hugging me.

Schmidt's Pov

I looked at my desk. At all of the photos. I picked up the frame to one of them. It was of Shyla and me at the beach. I frowned and threw it at the wall. The frame shattered and glass went everywhere. I heard a knock on the door. I went to open the door. "What!" I yelled. There stood John. "Nice to see you too asshole." John said. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "I came to see you and Shyla. Where is she anyways?" John asked. "She's gone." I said frowning. John's eyes widened. "I'm so sorry for your loss." John said, putting his hand on my shoulder."She didn't die! We got into an argument and she broke up with me." I said. "Oh." John said. "Are you going to Pax?" John asked. I nodded. "Does Shyla know?" John asked. I shook my head. "Okay. I have an idea." John said. I looked at him with a confused look. "Okay." I said.

Hey guys Shyla299 here and I hope you enjoyed the chapter. I don't have much to say. So bye guys :D