~CLAIRE'S POINT OF VIEW~

I have to call Skye, I thought. We would escape this fate. We would face a new life together, me and him. There is no way I am going to get married with someone I don't even know. I love Skye, period.

"Claire?" I heard my mother's soft voice behind my bedroom door.

"What is it mother?"

"I-I... I have news for you..."

I felt the nervousness in her voice, but nevertheless, I opened the door and I was surprised.

Mother was crying. This explains the trembling in her voice.

"I... Mom, what's going on?" I demanded.

"Your... father wants to speak with you..." she croaked.

"Mom..."

"Claire, baby, please, do not make any violent reactions when you hear the news..."

I sprinted down the grand stairs, and found my father in his I'm-deep-in-thought chair, which he rarely sits on. I took a deep breath, and finally said, "Dad, what's all of this?"

"Come have a seat first." He replied in a deep, firm voice.

I noddded, and sat on my usual spot on our luxurious sofa.

"Claire," he started."I know how intimately you love that Phantom Skye, and I approve of him. Looks and riches. Just like me."I grimaced in disgust.

"Okay, anyway, you have to break up with him."

"What..?" I asked in disbelief and anger.

"Break. up. with. that. Skye." he repeated firmly.

Tears were welling up, and I felt torn.

I darted towards the stairs to my room. I ran past my mom, who was agonized as I was.


I picked up my cellphone and dialed his number. I lay in bed, waiting for a voice. Someone answered finally after the sixth ring.

"Hello? Skye here." the silk voice answered.

"Skye? It's Claire." I said, feeling that I'd cry again.

"Oh, what is it, sweetheart?"

"Let's run away." I said without a second thought.

"What?" He asked, surprised.

I told him everything that had just happened a few minutes, and he remained silent all throughout my story-telling.

"Well?" I asked impatiently.

"Sweetheart, I love you and I will never find anyone in this world as perfect as you...You do know that, right?"

"Yes...?" I said, feeling exultant and hopeful.

He sighed.

"I-I can't go with you." He said with a tone of sadness and disappointment.

"Why?" I demanded, as my tears were welling up again. My hope was gone.

"I can't leave my family and our wealth. I do not want to do what is wrong. I'm sorry, my love. I'm very, truly so-"

I shut the phone, not wanting to hear the voice of an angel, who just turned his back on our love.

I thought he loved me? These words echoed in my head, and when it resounds, my heart tears apart. My heart falls apart.

"There's no time for such idiocy," I muttered. I would seal this sadness away, far away from my heart. I have to think of what will I do. Skye or without Skye, I will run away. Escape this fate all by myself.

I wandered in my majestic bedroom, touching the light blue walls. I reached my large wardrobe, and began picking out the clothes that I would bring in my escape.

~KAI'S POINT OF VIEW~

"NO! NO! NO!" I roared when I got into my bedroom. My father is going too far.

Marry Claire Heathers, I grimaced at the idea. I wiped my forehead, getting all sweaty. I don't even know this Claire. Must be rich and pretty, but I don't care.

But my father's order is impossible to ignore. So there would be only one solution: I would run away.

Hmm. I liked the idea, running away from him, from the owner of the most wealthiest chains of restaurants. From working in the city as the president of his companies.

But where will I go? I thought.

Oh. Stupid Kai! Ofcourse there would only be one place to go. A place I know my father won't go to.

Mineral Town.

I have a shack there, my own little restaurant. It's small, but sturdy. And they have an inn there, the usual inn where I stay every time it's summer there.

I have my best friend there too, and all the girls like me there anyway. I would be happy. I don't need a girlfriend. I had twenty one girlfriends already, all hearts torn.

I am such a seductive demon, I thought to myself.

I grinned to myself, and I finally had my plans straight. I was ready.

"Okay," I said to myself. "I'm just going to take the ship, and... Oh."

I realized the people in Mineral Town were expecting me in summer. It's still early spring, winter just faded away a few days ago.

Oh, c'mon. Just tell them the truth. I thought.

Then again.

No I can't tell them! Popuri's going to worry a lot. Going to worry about my happiness, my father and hell worse, my freedom.

Popuri's not my girlfriend. But she cares for me like she is. I'm attracted to her alright, but that's just it. Just a crush. I don't plan in making her my twenty second girlfriend, I hate seeing her sad. And she's a hell of a crybaby alright. And her big brother Rick is her unwanted bodyguard. Poor guy. Thinks he can stop the girls from saying I'm a nice guy. Huh. Nice one.

Oh alright. I'll just tell them I just wanted to get away from my father, no more, no less. I decided.

I changed my business clothes into my favorite ones, a white shirt and blue denim pants, along with my black hoodie and black sneakers. I tied my purple bandanna, which covers my black, tousled hair neatly. I picked up my large backpack, and darted towards my closet.

I grinned as I imagined the life ahead of me.