Sixty-six

Night came like a thief without weapons, making everywhere dark enough to require light.

Kyra was sleeping peacefully in her bed, a smile playing on her lips.

She heard something and opened her eyes only to see Jax and Jack in the room.

"What are you both doing here?" She inquired about moving to a sitting position.

"Kyra.."

She raised her hands to cut them halfway "I don't need your explanations, I just want you both to go"

"Kyra, we can't do that," Jax said.

Frowning, she swung her legs down "why can't you?" she crossed her hands under her breast which made her look sexy.

"We need to talk"

"Talk about what? Talk about the way you went MIA or how you both completely forgot I exist" she spat harshly.

"Kyra I know you're angry right now but can you please let us explain?" Jack spoke next.

"Explain? Explain what?"

"Explain why we haven't come to check up on you"

"Hmm I see" she said nodding her head "but I don't need your explanation"

"Kyra.."

"Would you leave me alone"

"No," Jack mutte