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CHAPTER THIRTY ONE

May and Lee lay on May's bed watching Beauty and The Beast. May was on their phone texting someone while Lee was preparing herself. "May, I think we need to talk about what happened today."

"About how you yelled at the fortune teller?" May asked, still texting on their phone. Lee flinched, she knew they need to talk about this but taking countability is still a new thing for Lee.

"Yeah, about that, I- I don't know what came over me. I have been working on my anger, I don't know why I lost it like that."

May turned off their phone and put it under their blanket, "Lee, I love you but I think you know what happened today," May looked at their partner, "You need to be honest with me."

"What? I'm being honest! I don't know what came over me," Lee felt her palms get sweaty, for a superhero she should be better at lying by now.

May sighed, "I can't do this again, Lee."

Lee frowned, "Do what?"

"Us."

"Are you breaking up with me?"

May wiped the tears in their eyes, Lee hadn't even realised they had been crying. "You don't love me, not the way you love Pierre."

"What?! May, my feeling for Pierre aren't important, he's just my best friend, I don't even-"

"I have always been your second choice, Lee. I can't be second to Pierre any longer. We've been dating on and off for the past year and you still choose him over me, you need to choose, you can't be dating me while obsessing over Pierre."

"I can't do that," Lee shook her head, "You and Pierre are both important to me, I can't lose either of you."

"Lee, I'm not asking for you to stop being friends with Pierre, I'm just asking for you to stop loving him the way you should be loving me."

Lee grabbed May's hands and gripped them, she looked into May's eyes, "I'm not going to lie to you because I love you. I can't control how I feel, I'm sorry. If I could I would."

May dropped Lee's hands and walked over to their door, "Get out, please. Go and talk to Pierre, he cares more about you than you think."

"May, please."

"Lee, it's over, I'm sorry."

Lee got up and walked over to May and the door, "Please-" May closed the door behind Lee.

Pierre was sitting in the kitchen when he heard the front door open, the young boy stopped eating his salad sandwich and grabbed out a knife as he slowly walked over to the living room. It is five in the afternoon, there was no one coming over and he had locked that door. "Pierre?!" A female voice called as Pierre froze in his tracks.

"Aunt Anne-Marie?" He asked as he came out of his hiding spot.

"Pierre! Why are you holding a knife?!"

"I didn't know it was you, why are you home so early? I thought you were still in Germany."

"Pierre put that knife down and take a seat, we need to talk."

"Okay..." The boy walked back to the kitchen and put the knife back in its box, he walked over to his strawberry blonde-haired aunt and sat down confusedly, "What's this about?"

Anne-Marie is a younger woman, pretty with strawberry blonde hair and green eyes, she has a strong Canadian accent even though she's been living in Australia for longer than Pierre has even been alive. Her hair is shorter than the last night Pierre had seen her which again, was over four months ago. "I'm going to be staying home, just for a while."