She was full of life. He was as good as dead. She was that light, that could lit up anyone's world. He was nothing but darkness. She was a saviour. He couldn't save himself. She was Grace kennedy. He was Ace jackson. But there is more to a person, then what meets the eye. __________________________________ "Ace stop... Ace.... Please..." I said almost begging him. "Stop it grace, I don't want to be a "charity" case for you or for anyone in that matter. Thats one thing I have dreaded all my life. But I guess it's my fault,I should have known that you hate me, and the only reason you would take care of me is, as you said, because of nothing but sympathy. So don't, don't you dare touch me. I had enough of your sympathy". "Ace I didn't mean it" I said with tears flowing down from my eyes. And once again I tried to touch him, and surprisingly, this time he let me. NEEDS MAJOR EDITING. IT'S STILL VERY MUCH IN IT'S RAW FORM.