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I woke up with crumpled sheets beside me, but Tyler was no longer there. I slowly got up, coldness from the white tiles sinking into my feet. I noticed a shadow flickering from the balcony.
I slowly opened the glass door and Tyler was there pacing back and forth. He was looking up with his hands on his face. I wrapped my hand on my arm to at least, warm up a bit. Dawn in Devalor is always this cold.
"Tyler?"I asked.
He flinched and looked at me, his eyes filled with pure horror.
"M-Myrtle." He stuttered.
I rubbed my eyes and went closer to him, "You look like you've seen a ghost. What's wrong? Not that I'm concerned."

He still looked horrified then shook his head, "No.. I can't. Jameine will kill me."
I stared at him, "Jameine? But isn't she like, gone?"
He took a step away from me, "No, stay away from me!" 
I flinched at his angry tone. Before, angry tones are of no effects on me, but his actually got through my veins.
"I would. But you're not gonna do anything stupid right? I'll clean up your mess if you do, you know."
He looked at me with worry, then hugged me so tight. I didn't know what was going on but we both knelt to the ground, him still hugging me. He finally lets go and cups my face with his hands. 

"I-I'm sorry, I just didn't know how to stop it." He said.
I was confused but before I could even show him that expression he pulled me into a kiss.

Lightly at first then it was going intense. I was doing the stupidest shit ever, I kissed him back.
'I have done this to other princes just to get them to do what I want, but I feel like I shouldn't be doing this with him.' 
He ran his hand through my blonde hair as I wrapped my hands around his neck. We both pulled away, our foreheads touching each other. 
The sky grumbled and rain started to fall. It was still light at first, but then it started to become ferocious, as if a typhoon. The Balcony door opened wide, with Harold and Gray looking at us shocked and worried.
"What the hell is this?!" Gray yelled over the sounds of thunder and the flickering flashes of lightning.
We were all getting soaked in the rain, the sky was swirling and the wind was almost carrying us.
"Come on, get inside!" Harold yelled as he opened the door for us. 
We all hurriedly went in as Harold shut the door. Tyler and I were breathless, the wind was like sucking our breaths out there. I looked at him as I held my knees while sitting on the cold hard floor.
"W-What was that about?" I asked.
His face was more serious as ever, "I-I don't know. "

Harold looked at him worriedly, "That's not an ordinary storm out there." 
I faced Tyler, my lips still tingling from the kiss but I ignored it.
"The storm came at an unusual timing. Did.. like a witch like you? Or fell for you to get her this mad?"
He hesitated, "No. And if we're getting to this, what if Warlocks saw you?"
I shook my head, "Warlocks only want me for my bad-ass body. Plus, Warlocks can't create storms like this."
"She's right." Gray said. "Warlocks are known for strength, seducing and mostly operating large mechanics. Storms like this, are mainly from emotions."
Gray threw Harold and Tyler a hot towel as he dropped mine on my head.  I took off my wet sweater showing my breasts to Gray and Tyler (Harold is behind me) then wrapped myself with the towel. 
They all kept staring at me, "What?" I asked.
"Uhh.." Tyler said.
"Wait, what did you guys do out there? If this storm is brought out by emotions, then what did you guys do?" Harold asked.
I looked at Tyler and he kept a straight face at me.
"You guys go back to sleep, it's just a storm." Gray said as he sat on my couch. 
I nodded, "But, I highly doubt that I can sleep with all this adrenaline."
Tyler looked at me his expression was blank, "I'll still be on the bed."
"Hey, come on give a turn." Harold protested.
Gray chuckled, "You both sleep on the bed, I'll keep an eye on Myrtle."
They both exchanged looks then jumped on the bed, not long after that they were fast asleep.

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I wrapped myself even tighter around the warm towel while hugging my knees. I was sitting on the carpet while Gray was reading a book on the couch right next to a lamp. 
The rain was getting lighter but I could still hear the raindrops patter on the glass door.
"Yeesh, it's freezing." I muttered. Gray didn't budge. I sighed then stood throwing the towel beside Gray. 
This time he did look up, "Hot."
Was all he said. I rolled my eyes then went to my closet. I took out a thin pink sleeveless then went back outside. 
Gray looked at me for a moment he just stared then went back to his book.
"Enjoying the view?" I asked smirking.
Gray huffed then brought the book closer to his face. I laughed manically then went to my bed. 
Harold was facing Tyler's back while Tyler had a big space in front of him. I laid beside him and just snuggled up to his side. 
He groaned, "Myrtle?"
I smiled evilly, "Yes?~"
He placed and arm over my stomach then pulled me closer to him.
"What are you doing?~" I taunted.
"You're warm. Just sleep." He said.
I Moved a little back, closer to his chest. He is warm, and it's getting me droopy.
"I-I can't. I'm only here because it's warm." I said,
He chuckled then smelled my hair. 
"I can make you sleepy." He said.
I rolled my eyes, "Okay. Do it."
I could sense him smiling then began to sing.

I met you in the dark
You lit me up

You made me feel as though
I was enough

We danced the night away

We drank too much

I held your hair back when

You were throwing up

Then you smiled over your shoulder
For a minute I was stone cold sober
I pulled you closer to my chest
And you asked me to stay over
I said, I already told you
I think that you should get some rest

I knew I loved you then
But you'd never know
'Cause I played it cool when I was scared of letting go
I knew I needed you
But I never showed
But I wanna stay with you
Until we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go
Just say you won't let go

After that, I felt my eyes dropping.
"See?" He whispered.
Then I drifted away.

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