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to your friends, but for some reason I can’t believe
it." He turned to look at her now, and Kira was certain he could
read the confusion on her face. She saw his chest expand slowly in
a deep breath and watched as his eyes closed for an instant too
long. He was thinking about how to tell her something. Kira could
almost see the secrets floating in his head and could feel him
struggle with how much to say.
"I saved you because I wanted to protect you
and I still do. Some small part of me won’t stop believing you are
precious to me, even if I’m not supposed to feel that way." She
inched closer, trying to read his mind with her proximity.
"Who says you can’t? Your friends?"
He laughed bitterly, "No, my so called
friends are the only one’s making sense. We just can’t ever be
Kira."
"Why?"
"Some day, you’ll understand." He leaned back
against the wall, away from her presence.
"God, I am so sick of everyone telling me
I’ll eventually understand all of this stuff. Luke keeps telling me
that, like some patronizing father who knows everything about my
life, but won’t give me any insight. And now you! I never expected
this from you. What happened to ‘Mr. Breaking The Rules’?" Kira
started pacing around their little corner, trying to make sense of
everything. She was sure Luke and Tristan and his crowd all knew
something she didn’t. They were all keeping the same secret from
her. When would she realize it? When would she finally connect the
dots and stop feeling like the baby that everyone had to
coddle?
"I just can’t be the one to tell you, to see
you look at me with hatred, because you will hate me." Kira saw the
pain pass over Tristan’s face as he winced.
"Look, Tristan, I get the whole self-loathing
thing you have going on. I can see that you’re troubled somehow by
the way you retreat into your thoughts and lose track of the world.
But don’t presume to know my mind. You have no idea how I will
react to anything. Everyone has some sort of past to hide. The fact
that yours may be darker than most doesn’t scare me. It makes me
want to help you, not hate you," she practically spat the last
words at him. He stood and she knew his anger had mounted with her
little speech.
"Kira, you just don’t know what you’re
talking about. It’s not my past that you will hate me for, but
today. Today, I let myself believe we lived in a different time,
and when I saw you standing at the park, I couldn’t help but be
glad we could finally be alone together. But today, I let you feel
for me and let my walls come down for an instant, and that is what
you will hate me for, for the moments of intimacy that I will
cherish but you will look back on and loathe."
Kira hadn’t realized the fight had brought
them face-to-face and mere inches apart from each other. Like
people say, anger is just one small step from passion, so when she
spoke, she hardly realized what she would say until she said
it.
"Well, if it’s intimacy from you that I’ll
come to hate, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts." Kira took
one small step forward and felt their bodies melt into one
another’s. Quickly, his hands cupped her cheeks and his lips were
on hers. She was reaching her hands around Tristan’s back to pull
him closer to her. Kira felt heat rush through her body and moved
with Tristan as he pushed her back against the wall and encased her
body within his, pulling his arms around her waist. Her hands found
their way to his head and she grasped his thick black hair, running
her fingers through it. His lips moved from her lips, down past her
ear to the base of her neck.
"Kira," she heard him sigh before she felt
his body stiffen and begin to pull away. "I have to go," he said
with a firmer voice.
Tristan turned away from her and left. He
disappeared before Kira even had time to react to what had just
happened. Instead, she sank down the wall she had just been pressed
against, gazed at the empty spot Tristan had filled
it." He turned to look at her now, and Kira was certain he could
read the confusion on her face. She saw his chest expand slowly in
a deep breath and watched as his eyes closed for an instant too
long. He was thinking about how to tell her something. Kira could
almost see the secrets floating in his head and could feel him
struggle with how much to say.
"I saved you because I wanted to protect you
and I still do. Some small part of me won’t stop believing you are
precious to me, even if I’m not supposed to feel that way." She
inched closer, trying to read his mind with her proximity.
"Who says you can’t? Your friends?"
He laughed bitterly, "No, my so called
friends are the only one’s making sense. We just can’t ever be
Kira."
"Why?"
"Some day, you’ll understand." He leaned back
against the wall, away from her presence.
"God, I am so sick of everyone telling me
I’ll eventually understand all of this stuff. Luke keeps telling me
that, like some patronizing father who knows everything about my
life, but won’t give me any insight. And now you! I never expected
this from you. What happened to ‘Mr. Breaking The Rules’?" Kira
started pacing around their little corner, trying to make sense of
everything. She was sure Luke and Tristan and his crowd all knew
something she didn’t. They were all keeping the same secret from
her. When would she realize it? When would she finally connect the
dots and stop feeling like the baby that everyone had to
coddle?
"I just can’t be the one to tell you, to see
you look at me with hatred, because you will hate me." Kira saw the
pain pass over Tristan’s face as he winced.
"Look, Tristan, I get the whole self-loathing
thing you have going on. I can see that you’re troubled somehow by
the way you retreat into your thoughts and lose track of the world.
But don’t presume to know my mind. You have no idea how I will
react to anything. Everyone has some sort of past to hide. The fact
that yours may be darker than most doesn’t scare me. It makes me
want to help you, not hate you," she practically spat the last
words at him. He stood and she knew his anger had mounted with her
little speech.
"Kira, you just don’t know what you’re
talking about. It’s not my past that you will hate me for, but
today. Today, I let myself believe we lived in a different time,
and when I saw you standing at the park, I couldn’t help but be
glad we could finally be alone together. But today, I let you feel
for me and let my walls come down for an instant, and that is what
you will hate me for, for the moments of intimacy that I will
cherish but you will look back on and loathe."
Kira hadn’t realized the fight had brought
them face-to-face and mere inches apart from each other. Like
people say, anger is just one small step from passion, so when she
spoke, she hardly realized what she would say until she said
it.
"Well, if it’s intimacy from you that I’ll
come to hate, I might as well enjoy it while it lasts." Kira took
one small step forward and felt their bodies melt into one
another’s. Quickly, his hands cupped her cheeks and his lips were
on hers. She was reaching her hands around Tristan’s back to pull
him closer to her. Kira felt heat rush through her body and moved
with Tristan as he pushed her back against the wall and encased her
body within his, pulling his arms around her waist. Her hands found
their way to his head and she grasped his thick black hair, running
her fingers through it. His lips moved from her lips, down past her
ear to the base of her neck.
"Kira," she heard him sigh before she felt
his body stiffen and begin to pull away. "I have to go," he said
with a firmer voice.
Tristan turned away from her and left. He
disappeared before Kira even had time to react to what had just
happened. Instead, she sank down the wall she had just been pressed
against, gazed at the empty spot Tristan had filled
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