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"Breeze, get a hold of yourself!" I scream when I got home. "Why the hell did you cry? This isn't even a crying matter." I went to the bathroom, took off all my clothes, and climbed into the shower.

"Why am I so stupid? I can't be falling for him, what an idiot I am. He's a jerk."

A memory flashed. I shook my head. "No, no, no... Why did I think of that?" It was a memory at Rizon's Align.

I kept replaying of what happened in my head. It made me want to, somehow, cry... Because crying is the only thing I'm good at. I shook my head to pull away from the thoughts. Once I was done, I changed into my pajamas and wrapped my hair in a towel.

I heard shouting and it came from the Knights'. Of course, I can't hear them but I heard a knock on the door. I ran down and opened it. Kyran showed up there with his duffle bag and his bangs were on his forehead. I knew what he was going to say so I kept my mouth shut and moved to let him in. He entered and took off his shoes. After I closed the door, he had already sped upstairs.

I sighed. "Kyran, what happened this time?" I asked when I reached the stairs. He was spread out on the ground but his arms were draped across his eyes. I sat by him and lightly shook his arm. He didn't do anything. Not even a flinch. But I saw a bit of myself.

I guess this was how I was when Amara wanted me to talk. I said nothing, did nothing, cried at everything. It made me sad. I wasted twelve years of not being happy and not living my life.

I transitioned my hand and placed it on top Kyran's hand. I pat it. "Kyran..." What am I doing...?

He sat up but held my hand. He looked at me straight in the eye. A glimmer of sadness showed in his eyes. "Breeze," he whispers.

He held my hand tighter and I didn't let go. The warmth of his hand made me calm. He scooted closer to me and I can smell his sweet scent. I shivered when I felt his breath on my neck. But I still haven't moved. I was captured in his presence.

His soft hand met my face and then moved to my chin. He gently pulled me towards him and our lips were just inches away. I can't seem to pull away... I don't want to...

I closed my eyes, thinking that he was going to kiss me. His peppermint breath hit my lips and I hear him drawing in near. But his hand dropped and I hear him move away so I opened my eyes. He was back in the position he was before. My cheeks felt hot.

"I think we're both done for the day, Breeze. We should get some rest."

I was hurt, confused, and scatter-brained. I got to my feet. "No,"

He looked at me. "What?"

"You heard me. I said no." I repeated.

He slowly got to his feet saying, "What now, Breeze?"

I scoff. " 'What now?' What now is that I'm confused. Why did you do that?"

He shook his head. "Do what?"

"What you were doing just a few seconds ago!" I shout. "Why are you doing this to me? Why are you making me so confused whether you're going to kiss me or not? I keep on waiting for you to kiss me and what did I wait on for? Absolutely nothing! You always pull back and make it look like its a mistake."

He towered over me. "And that has me wondering why you waited for me to kiss you."

I was flabbergasted. Why did I wait for him to kiss me? Why didn't I pull away?!

"A-anyways! Stop making me confused all the damn time." I snap.

"I'm not making you confused!" said Kyran. "My instincts pulled in, that's why. I don't like you in that way, Breeze."

That shot me. "Like? Okay, fine. Then why did you whisper my name like that? Clearly, it wasn't your instincts. You did this two times now! You act like you're going to lock lips with me and know you're saying it's just your instincts?"

He scoffed. He turned around and ran his fingers through his before turning to me. "What about you? Do you like me? This whole talk you've been saying is clearly saying that you want me to kiss you! I'm the victim too!"

"But you did this two times!" I protest. I covered my lips. "No matter what, you're not going to be my first kiss, you bastard vampire." I regretted saying that. Because once it came out, Kyran flinched and looked at me with such sad eyes.

"So you're saying you're going to have Jurian as your first kiss?" spoke Kyran.

"Why? You think that I can't? I can do it. I can just go over to the hospital and lock lips with him right now." I say.

"Seriously, Breeze. You're being petty right now." snapped Kyran.

I snorted. "I'm petty? Pfft, what about you, Mr. Instincts? You're the most petty one right now!"

"Stop it!" roared Kyran. "You're petty because everyone around you - including me - pities you. Why? Because you're just a girl with nobody and is a Half who's always so depressed to even smile and do stuff like that. You're lonely as hell whatsoever and always talked about killing yourself. You are just a petty attention whore."

I froze in my place and had this question bouncing in my head. Why did we start arguing? But what he said made me hurt and I began to believe it. Maybe I am an attention whore.

"This must be what you really felt like." I whisper as tears came to my eyes.

Kyran's eyes widened and his mouth opened and bit. "Breeze, I didn't-"

"I actually thought you had changed!" I scream.

He reached his hand out for my arm. "No, Breeze. Listen I-"

I pulled away. "Don't touch me." I cry out. A tear trickled down my cheek. I looked at Kyran straight into the eyes. He regretted saying that but I didn't care. I couldn't look into his eyes so I looked down.

"Once a bully... Will forever be a bully." I whisper.

Kyran reached for me again. "I didn't mean that. I seriously didn't-"

"Get out," I say. "Don't touch me and just get out. Seeing your face makes me hurt. I never want to see you again so please... Just leave." I silently cried. I whimpered and I wiped my tears away. "I hate you. I hate all of you. I forever hate you. So please just leave!" I screamed.

Silence came over like a hurricane. Tears were still coming down. Kyran slowly turned around and walked away. Once he closed the door, I ran into my room and burst into tears. I cried and cried and cried until I fell asleep wondering why I'm crying over a guy.