Chapter 18

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~Katie's POV~

I was driving home from work early. I couldn't concentrate. I was feeling kinda sick, the moment with Nick earlier that morning made my stomach turn. I couldn't get it off my mind. He was using me, I could tell. And I just let him. It's not like I had a choice, with his Siren abilities and all, but still. I feel like I should have done something.

Before I knew what was happening, my vision went cloudy. My cheeks were moist as tears poured over them like Niagara Falls. A few wet sobs escaped my throat. How could I have let my feelings get tangled in with that monster? He had no heart, he just wanted the safety of my house to escape the cops. And I just let him.

My trembling hands gripped the steering wheel tighter as I thought of that. I should have done something, at least not have let the man stay with me. He only brought trouble. Only caused me hurt. I let my feelings take over and intertwine with his cold stone which he called his heart. I couldn't understand how someone could treat girls like he treated me. Like a fucking object.

I pulled over my car, just minutes from my house. It was incredibly unsafe to drive any farther. I yanked open the door and stumbled out. I barely realized what I was doing. I walked into the forest and found a log. Collapsing on it, I cried for what seemed like hours. I poured my heart onto that log, I'm pretty sure we became best friends. The log was more living than Nick was.

After I had cried all I had out, I got up and stumbled back to my car. Have you ever had that feeling where you've cried out all you can, and you're left with that empty, cold feeling in you? That's what I felt like. I felt like a fragile thread, frayed so if anything was to touch it, it would snap.

I started up the engine again and sped towards my house; the speed of the car fuelled by hurt and anger. I spun into the driveway and parked. Seeing Nick's car in front of the cabin was a surprise. I had the temptation to ram Ito it, but I knew that would be psychotic.

I parked in my usual place and flung open my door. Tears still streaming down my face, I ran into my house. I heard Nick calling my name faintly behind me as I exploded into my house. I didn't bother closing the door as I rushed to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed. I sobbed uncontrollably, choking noises escaping my throat until I felt a hand caress my back.

I whipped around to see Nick. The look on his face was one of horror and sorrow. My heart melted for a second. Maybe he didn't mean to do it. Maybe I was overreacting. But as quick as it had softened, it hardened again.

"Who the FUCK do you think you are?! Taking advantage of me to save your ass! You should have just let Rory rape me! I would be in better condition than I am now!" The words tumbled out of my mouth before I could stop them. "Do you have ANY idea how much I cared for you?! But no, it was just one of your stupid games! Stupid SIREN games. You can go fuck you an your stone cold heart! Just stay away from me!" I screamed.

Nick's expression was horrified, but he didn't leave. I stared at him for a few seconds coldly before turning my head to the comfort of my pillow. I felt him sit down on the bed beside me and stroke my back with his big hands. Surprisingly, I let him. I don't know why I didn't just kick his skinny ass right there. Something told me I didn't have to.

I heard him humming. The song sounded familiar. I listened carefully to the rhythm before I pinpointed it.

It was the son my dad used to sing I me when I was a little girl.

My dad died in the army when I was 11. He had fought in Iraq and was blown up by a roadside bomb. Having my dad died changed my whole outlook on life. How it was so short, so sweet, so fragile. I guess you could say it changed me for the better, had me respect and enjoy life more. It was one of the main motivators to me wanting to work at the zoo, following my dreams. I wish I would have realized that back then before I started cutting myself.

I felt myself tense up as I thought of my dad. Nick felt it and briefly stopped singing. I quickly relaxed again, wanting to listen to the melody. He restarted and I listened carefully. His voice was so sweet and soothing, like honey. I never realized he could sing. He continued to rub my back and softly sing as my sobbing slowly reached an end.

~Nick's POV~

I rubbed small circles on Katie's back as she sobbed into her pillow. It actually hurt me to know I had affected her this way. I actually felt bad for once. Dare I say it, even terrible. I wanted to hold her in my arms, to reassure her that I was sorry. I would have, but I know she would reject it. It was a miracle that she let me so close to her now.

The words she said earlier, about how I should have left her with Rory, broke my heart. She really thought I didn't care. And I guess for the most part, she was right. At least, up until now. I actually had genuine feelings for her. I wanted to comfort her in her pain, to share my happy moments with her. Get to know her soft spots. Tickle her when she was down. Know where she liked to be kissed. Believe it or not, but I'm pretty sure I'm falling in love with Katie.

Abruptly, Katie sat up. Her tear stained cheeks shone while her eyelashes glistened. Her makeup streaked down her face in a tiger like style. I'm pretty sure this is the most unattractive moment I had ever seen of Katie, yet she still looked gorgeous. Her red, puffy eyes looked at me, trying to read my face.

We sat in silence for a while, trying to get a read on what the other was thinking.

"Nick, why did you use me?" She asked bravely, though her voice still had a slight waver.

It took me a few seconds to come up with a satisfying answer.

"To be honest, I've never been considerate of others. My mind has been trained to not trust anyone and do things that benefit yourself. Thats all I've known. But then... I met you. You're such a good person. It took me awhile to realize that. You don't know how bad I feel. It's not explainable. I would take it all back if I could. I just know that now, you've changed me for the better. You've opened my locked up heart with your goodness.

I would totally understand if you wanted to kick me out right now. Hell, I definitely deserve it. I hate myself for hurting you the way I did. I honestly do. Tell me where to go and what to do any i'll do it." I bowed my head defeatedly. For the first time in my life, I actually sincerely meant what I said.

~Katie's POV~

Nick bowed his head silently. I gently grasped his chiseled chin an lifted his head, his eyes looking into mine.

I've always had a good judge of character in a person. I can tell whether people are lying or not. At that moment, the skill came in handy.

I studied Nick's face for a few minutes. I could tell his eyes were on the verge of tears. At least it seemed like it. I couldn't tell if his Siren powers were deluding my mind. I tried to push the thought away as I examined deep into his eyes. I could tell he was genuinely sorry, but did he mean it? Before I could look any deeper, I heard a rough whisper escape his lips.

"I love you."

Wait, what? Did I seriously just hear that?

I could tell Nick didnt mean for it to slip out, for as soon as he said it, his eyes adverted my gaze.

Before I realized what I was doing, I grabbed his face and kissed him passionately.

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Say what now?!?!?!? Did goody two shoes Katie just KISS nick?!?! Did she make the right call? Or is Nick bluffing. Hmmmm

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