Disclaimer: I am not Libba Bray no mater how much I wish I was and therefore I do not own the character only the plot of this little story.

A/N: This is my first published fan fiction and it most likely will be the worst thing you have ever read but I liked it and the people who have read it so far (AKA my friends who have never read the book but wanted 2 know what I was doing) liked it to. Please R&R. I hope you like it. Oh and my spelling is atrocious so if you see a typo please tell me and all fix it.

Simon seems a little OOC but I don't know. I just need something to do so I wouldn't get bored in school today.

Mistake

I sit at me vanity brushing my hair like I do every night before bed, but tonight am different. Tonight I am no longer Gemma Doyle. I am Gemma Middleton now.

I haven't seen Kartik sense I when to his room at the pub. I miss him dearly, but life must go on.

I tern around. My hair falls over my shoulder like a waterfall. I wear only my camisole. I smile at the sight or Simon lying on our bed shirtless.

"You looked lovely at the wedding today." I say.

"Yes, of cores dear." He wasn't listening. Kartik would have been. My smile wavers slightly. I will it to stay. Be happy Gemma. You love Simon. Every one says so.

I get up and sit next to Simon in the bed. We are alone. There is no one in the house but us. They are giving us our privacy. He touches my hair and I close my eyes. Kartik's face is all I can see on the back of my eyelids. My expression must be sad. I fight against that.

Next thing I now I'm kissing Simon. With my eyes closed I am almost happy. He is melting into me and I am letting him come. I mown against will. "Kartik," I say without thinking.

Simon pulls away. "Who's Kartik?" The hurt is plain on his face is obvious. How could I have been so stupid? So careless! I couldn't be myself ever. I know that going into this. I had chosen this when I said no to Kartik. I've ruined everything and now I can't have Simon or Kartik.

There's a sharp tap at the window. Simon pushes me away. My head hits the headboard. What had come over Simon? It was not like him to hurt a lady.

"Who is throwing rocks at our window?" he asks as he walks to the window. "What is your old coachmen doing out side?"

Kartik! What is he doing here? I thought he was gone for good. He was no longer a member of Rakshana, so he didn't have to be my guardian any more. I told him that I needed him for only New Order business. For now. . .

Simon terns to look at me. He sees the faint glimmer of hope in my face at the mention of Kartik. I see a look in his eyes that I have never seen before. It scares me. I bolt for the door like a startled doe.

Simon runs after me. I get through the bedroom door without complications but stumble in on the rug at the bottom of the stairs. I recover myself quickly. Simon is close on my tail. When I reach the front door I fumble with the latch. Simon has cough up with me. He grabs me by the hair and pulls me back. Hard. He throws me to the ground and I scrape me forearms on the rug. It stings.

"IS THERE SOMETHING YOU WANT TO TELL ME!?!" I crawl back wards trying to get away. I don't like this side of Simon. I don't like it one bit. He rushes at me pulling me up sharply. His hand holds my arm so tight it hurts.

"Explain!" he screams in my face. I whimper from the pain and try to pull away. He slaps me in the face. I scream. I have begun to cry. I pull way and run for the door again.

Kartik sit on a tree stump at the edge of the forest. He stands when he sees me. "Gemma!" he is smiling. He's face falls when he sees the state I'm in. "Gemma, what's wrong? Why are you crying and were are your clothes? You're only in a camisole!" I have reached him by now and I bury myself in his chest, crying all over him.

I glance back at Simon. He stands on the front step, a mixture of anger and disgust on his face. I turn my head backing to Kartik's chest. Kartik pushes me away slightly as to see me better.

"What did he do to you?" he sees the hand print on my left cheek. I turn my head trying to hide it. I can't talk about it, not yet. Not now. Another wave of sobs come over me Kartik wraps his arms around me, pressing me to his chest, comforting me as I cry.

"You can have her, the whore!" Simon yells from the porch. I hear a door slam. Simon will tell everyone. I am ruined. I have made so many dreadful mistakes.

Well that's my story. I hope you like it, but I won't know unless you review. I would love it oh so much if you did review. I wrought this in band today and it was originally written in Simon's POV. I may write more but that all depends on what you think of this and if you want another chapter written at all. Till next time…

ValoryAnnClark