TheClosetKidnapper

Jace I bottle up everything I'm feeling and go numb, unable to look at her. I run a hand over my face and look down. "Why? Since when have I ...

Jace I look away again. "Please answer the question," I beg.

Jace "H-how do you not know? It's either you're cheating or you're not..." I say, trying to keep calm.

Jace No, no, no. Apologies mean guilt. Guilt means - "Tell me the truth," I whisper, afraid to hear my emotion in my voice.

Whoa.

Jace I lead her into the kitchen, but say nothing, hoping that she'll explain on her own.

Jace You don't really know? I cross my arms and look down, swallowing. Composing myself, I glance back at her expectantly. "Can we talk in private?" I ask.

Jace I look at her, expecting a denial or something. She has to have a denial. Please. We've been through too much for it to end like this.

Jace My facade shatters, looking back at Rayah. "That's..." i chuckle and shake my head, looking at him, "You *ssh*le. She wouldn't..." I look back at her, hoping to every ...

Yes. Lol.

Jace "Ugly? Aw, you talking about yourself again?" I fake frown, "You shouldn't do that, hothead. You're special just the way you are." I set my arms over Rayah's, suppressing ...

Lol. You opened up the opportunity and I couldn't pass it by.

Done! And welcome to YWS, Candyman! : )

Jace I run a hand over my hair with a smile. "Yes, I know. Thank you for noticing," I play along, "It's the alien part of me. I just keep ...

Nice.