Hello my fellow fanfictioners PLEASE READ YOU MIGHT HATE THIS IF YOU DON'T so this whole Tamara/Kyle thing is making me insane so I have created my own little scenario where Kyle is in love with a hot BAMF since a guy as hot as Kyle should be, this will be slight Mary-sue but more in a Erica from teen wolf sort of way not a Bella swan way if you get my meaning, if you don't well then my OC is a hot chick who had a hard life as a teenager and does everything she can to make up for it, now that her troubles are behind her. reviews inspire me so show the love xoxo P.S. Blakeley is played by Blake lively but from when she had brown hair in green lantern.

Her eyes,

he would never forget her eyes in the same way he would never be able to say for sure what colour they really were.

when he looked into them he would often decide on blue, only to look back a moment later and see green or even grey, they were beautiful yet terrifying, just like she was.

when they ran the streets together as teenagers, her eyes where the what gave him courage and strength, they inspired him.

she was always a mystery to him and even after all these years, he still saw her as perfection.

that was what he wanted, not this.

he shoved Tamara away from him and scrambled off the couch putting distance between them,

'I'm sorry Tamara I cant' he said in a low voice she looked hurt and confused, she tried to come around the couch to him but he stepped back and held out his arm to tell her to stop like he was warding off an angry dog.

'Why not?' she asked sadly a pout forming on her lips 'is it because of Casey?'

'Tamara he loves you'

'but I don't love him' she yelled angrily Kyle hastily motioned for her to be quiet, glancing nervously at the bedrooms, but Tamara just glared 'I know you have feelings for me' she pointed out petulantly, Kyle sighed.

'I do' he said and she gave him one of her "well then what's your problem" sort of looks 'but I don't love you like Casey does and I never will' he finished she immediately opened her mouth to argue 'its not going to happen Tamara' he snapped frustrated, instantly feeling bad when he saw tears welling up in her eyes 'you're going to thank me for this' he said softly he didn't wait for her to reply, instead he quickly got dressed and left the house as fast as his feet could take him.

he sat down on the beach and listened to the waves, as he weighed his options for the night but none seemed all that good,

he could;

a. go to the share house and try to explain why he needed to stay there to heath and Casey

b. sneak into the hospital and hang with Brax, maybe get some advice while Brax was unable to move and/or kill him

c. go back to Leah's and get the keys to his car and Angelo's while ultimately risking having to deal with Tamara

Kyle blew out a loud breath in defeat wondering when his life had gotten so difficult, he wanted a family but sometimes he wished he could go back to just worrying about him and have next to no care what he did or didn't do.

he lay back and the sand and stared at the stars as he slowly drifted to sleep, a thousand things on his mind but through it all he saw her.

I let out an amused sort of sigh when i saw him sprawled out on the sand, it was 10am and the beach was mildly crowded yet no one payed him any mind, they watched me though; a stranger dressed in jeans, a leather jacket with high heeled stilettos in her hand walking on their beach, oh the horror i thought irritably as i rolled my eyes at a pair of glaring old ladies.

I crouched down next to Kyle and gently shook his shoulder to wake him, he let out a groan and lifted his head squinting and using his hand to shield his eyes from the sun he hadn't even bothered to look at who woke him yet.

'I don't know what's worse' I said hauntingly, effectively catching his attention 'the fact that I am in a town, that is a bizarre mix of elm street and fucking who vile or that you are passed out on a beach and you don't smell like a tequila bottle'

he was looking at me now, his beautiful eyes wide and mouth slack, I just grinned and cocked an eyebrow at him.

'Blakeley?' he breathed