Stories and Other Random Things

/Chpater #5/

Put your story text here...Diary of a Genetic Freak

Anybody have any ideas for who should be Zadeyn? I still can't find anyone I like.

/Chapter #5/

/Zadeyn/

"Do you trust me?" Her answer was automatic.

"No." I was expecting it, but I'd be lying if I said it didn't hurt. I didn't expect her to trust me, I don't think she ever would again. I wouldn't blame her if she didn't.

"Please, Chey. I would never do anything to hurt you."

"You already did." I flinched at the tone of her voice, it was cold and harsh and not Cheyenne. Then again she was so different now, like me.

"I know I did and I'll apologize as many times as I can, but please I'm just asking for a second chance."

She shook her head and I saw the tears fall from her eyes. My heart broke all over again, I had never meant to hurt her. That was never what I wanted. This girl in front of me deserved so much better than what she was getting and I couldn't give it to her. She deserves to be happy, to have anything she wants.

"Leave." She muttered so low that if I wasn't sitting here next to her I wouldn't have heard her.

"No, I'm not leaving you, again. I don't care if you don't want me here, I'm staying." I whispered in her ear smirking when she shivered.

I used to be kind and caring, or at least that's what she had said. I had changed so much over the past years and I didn't like it. I wanted to be able to say I was still the same boy she was friends with, that I hadn't changed. But I couldn't, it would be a lie and I couldn't lie to her. She was the only girl I ever fell for, the only one that acted normal around me. The only one that cared, besides my grandmother.

/Cheyenne/

"Please, Chey. I would never do anything to hurt you." I internally rolled my eyes at this.

"You already did." My voice was cold and harsh and I swear I felt him flinch. It was probably just my imagination but it hurt me to know that I hurt him in anyway. I silently cursed myself for feeling this way but I couldn't help it. It was natural.

"I know I did and I'll apologize as many times as I can, but please I'm just asking for a second chance." I just shook my head letting the tears fall. He didn't mean it the way I wanted him to. He never would and it hurt. It hurt worse than when I thought he was dead and I hated it.

I hated him for making me feel this way but I loved it. I don't what I'd do if I actually lost him. I can't even think about it. I had convinced myself before that he was still out there somewhere, even if he wasn't with me. Seeing him again had just brought back all the pain and the love.

"Leave." I muttered quietly afraid that my voice would break and give away how much I wanted him to stay.

"No, I'm not leaving you, again. I don't care if you don't want me here, I'm staying." He whispered in my ear, smirking when I shivered from how close he was. His breath tickled my cheek and I wanted him closer.

I scooted away from him and closer to the wall, only giving him more room to make himself comfortable. Zadeyn wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. I tensed and struggled to get out of his grip, but no matter what I did he wouldn't let go. His arms tightened around me and he pulled so I was laying on top of him.

"If you don't stop wiggling I'm going to tickle you." The strain in his voice confused me but I brushed it off as me being too heavy.

"Don't, Zade." He sighed when I said his name and ignored my warning. His hands made their way down to my stomach and up under my shirt. I wiggled trying to free myself from his iron grip but ended up rolling over so he was on top of me.

"Cheyenne." I stared up at his face realizing just how much he's changed. He's not the boy I grew up with anymore, he's different, dangerous even. But these feelings didn't go away in fact they grew more intense, if that was possible.

He leaned down slowly, giving me a chance to pull away, but just before his lips met mine Reena's amused voice broke us apart.

"Ha! I knew it!" Zadeyn jumped off of me landing on the floor and I sat up staring at Reena like a deer caught in the headlights.

One word came to my mind:

Busted.

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