So I forgot to say in the beginning; I DO NOT OWN THE SELECTION, ALL RIGHTS GO TO KIERA CASS! Ok now that I got that over with... here is chapter two :)

Chapter 2

When I opened my eyes, I was disoriented. My eyes focused and I saw a certain pair of dark blue eyes looking at me worriedly.

"Oh thank God, I thought I would have to call someone," he smiled a smile that would make most girls melt, but I was just annoyed.

"Where am I?" I asked, getting up.

"We are back in the alleyway, I carried you back," he stated proudly. I felt my cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"So," he said, relaxing his back against the wall. "Who are you and why did you run away from me? No ever runs away from me."

I scoffed. Who does this guy think he is and why would he carry me back?

"My name is Faith and I ran away from you because...," my mind went blank.

He smirked. "Did you run away because you couldn't stand my charming good looks?" Oh please, give me a break.

"Who are you?" I asked, ignoring is pervious statement.

"My name is Ky," he said it like he had an inside joke.

"Alright Ky, is the parade over?" I asked, remembering my little sister. "No, you weren't out too long, the parade is about half way through," Ky said.

"Shoot," I muttered.

"What?"

"Nothing, I have to go," I get up to leave but his hand yanks me back. "What's wrong?" what's with this guy? One minute annoying and arrogant, the next, sweet and gentle.

"I just need to go," I pulled my arm out of his grasp and started to sprint, but he was faster. Once again, he yanked my arm back and asked," Come on, I just helped you get back and now your just starting to leave me?"

"Look Ky, my baby sister is back out in that crowd and it is my responsibility to get back to her. My friend is supposed to be watching her but I have no way of contacting her, so would you please let me go find my sister?" I asked fiercely.

He seemed shocked that I would speak to him like that but I didn't wait for a response. I immediately ran from him into the direction of where I last saw my sister.

Once I got there, I saw her waiting for me but Caroline was nowhere in sight.

"Faith!" my sister's face flooded with relief.

"Oh, there you are! Where's Caroline?" I broke away from my sister and looked her in the eyes.

"She had to leave."

"Oh" was all I could say.

We both knew why she left. She's a celebrity, and it would only be a certain amount of time before someone would discover who she was. Caroline was the only person who was genuinely kind to us. Even though she was a two, she had a place in her heart for us and we were both grateful for that.

We started to walk home but once again, I run into Ky.

"So this is your little sister," he says.

"Yeah.. this is Lyla," I respond.

"Nice to meet you, Lyla," he extends his hand and Lyla reluctantly takes it.

"So, where are you guys going?"

"Home," I responded flatly.

"Oh come on, do you want to see the rest of the parade?"

"No we have to go home, come on Lyla," we both started walking down the sidewalk towards our house but we both heard Ky yell "Your loss!"

I turned around to see him smirking at us. What's up with this guy? I thought.

When Lyla and I got home, the parade had just finished and it was starting to get dark out.

"Faith?" asks Lyla from across the room.

"Yeah?"

"Do you have to go out again tonight?" she asks looking down.

"Lyla, you know I have to. I don't like to steal but we never have enough money for food and no one will give us a job." I sighed in defeat. Having people reject you just because of your caste hurts.. a lot.

"I just didn't want to sleep alone tonight," she says. I looked at her. Her face was dirty, clothes ripped up and shoes tearing apart.

I couldn't leave her like this.

"Okay, I'll stay just for tonight," I said. Her face flooded with relief. We both snuggled together on the couch and almost immediately I fell asleep.

We were walking back from a restaurant that was a block from our house. We were laughing about the look on the waiters face when we said we couldn't pay. A car was driving past us and it had a bunch of gangly teenagers hanging out the car windows. It all happened so quickly. I hear three gunshots. I feel a searing pain in my in left shoulder. I look around and see my mother and father on the ground completely still, with a puddle of blood surrounding them. My sister is holding my mother's hand asking her to wake up. As all of this is happening, the only question I can ask myself is, Why me?

I bolt upright on the couch, breathing heavily. I need to get out of here. Trying not to wake up my sister, I get up and walk outside to get some fresh air. I start to pace around the side walk. It was about three in the morning so not many cars passed by.

Once I calmed my heart rate down, I sat on the curb trying to collect my thoughts.

"You okay?" I heard a voice a few yards away from me. I turned to see Ky walking towards me with a worried look on his face.

"How is it that you find me at the most convenient times?" I chuckled with no humor.

"Maybe it's just fate." I gave him a weird look and then went back to looking at my hands

"Aren't you supposed to be asleep right now?"

"I can't sleep, so I went out for a walk and happened to run into you again," he looks at me with a smirk. I dismiss it with a roll of my eyes. He sits down next to me.

"So why are you out here at three in the morning?" he asks.

"I could ask you the same question," I shot back.

"Well I'm staying at a hotel about a block from here and the beds aren't what I'm used to, so I decided to get some fresh air."

I scoffed. This guy is ridiculous. Beds aren't what he is used to? Please, I barley get enough sleep as it is and when I do it's on a frumpy couch with springs that dig into your back.

And he's complaining.

"What?" he asks innocently.

"You do realize that you are acting like a spoiled brat, right?" I give him an annoying side ways glance.

"The beds just aren't comfy."

"Comfier than what I sleep on," I muttered.

"What did you say?" he questioned.

"Nothing."

"You still haven't told me why you are out here this late, or should I say early in the morning."

"I had a... restless sleep," I said hesitantly. Thankfully he didn't push me any further.

After a couple minutes of awkward silence, he finally broke it.

"So...tell me about yourself," he asked.

"There's not much to tell," I said.

"Well...what's your caste?" I winced. I hated being asked that question. I could tell he sensed it too.

"Do I have to answer that question?"

"No, I was just wondering.."

"Eight," I say rushed. He looks at me in surprise.

"Really?"

"Yeah, and I don't like it when people judge me based on my caste," I shot a glare at him.

"Hey, I was just curious," he held his hands up in surrender.

"Lets change the subject," and it wasn't a question.

"Okay ummm, what's your family like?" ooh bad question.

"It's just my sister and I," I whisper.

"Oh," is all he can say.

"It's fine I'm used to it..." I say. He looks at me with sympathy but doesn't say anything.

"You don't need to feel sorry for me," I said avoiding his gaze. He still doesn't say anything.

"I need to get back home, my sister is probably waking up," I start to get up but he starts talking.

"Wait! Is there any way I can help you and your sister?" He gives me that same sympathetic look but all I feel is shame.

"No, it's fine, we don't take charity," and with that I get up and start walking back home.

Ugh I hate feeling this way. I hate not being able to do anything. I hate hearing my sister's stomach growl, knowing I can't do anything to satisfy it. I hate feeling...so...useless.

As I walk inside, I hear foot steps behind me. I turn around to see that Ky had followed me.

"Please Faith, I want to help you," he whispered.

"You barley know me though," I gave a sigh. "Why do you care so much? I mean that's great and all, but I can take care of myself."

"I care because..." he seemed to be holding back something.

"I've never met anyone like you, someone with so much heart and drive," he pauses.

"I want to continue to see that fire burn in you, but you can't keep that drive when both you and your sister are starving."

"I don't understand. You just met me," this guy was just confusing me. He gave me a genuine smile and took out a wad of cash out of his pocket.

I gasped. Tears started to pool in my eyes. That would be enough money to last my sister and I for months.

I didn't even think about why he was carrying that much money with him. I looked at my sleeping sister on the couch and that same heart breaking feeling washed over me.

I can't continue to put my sister through this.

I looked back at the wad of money he was holding towards me. I took it like it was an ancient antique. Wow.

"Thank you so much," I choked out.

"It was money worth spent," he said with a gentleness to his voice. Then I did something I normally wouldn't do. I hugged him fiercely. At first Ky was a little confused but then his arms relaxed around me.

"Thank you so much," I whispered into his shirt. I savored the smell of him but then I realized that I was dirty and I immediately released him.

"Sorry," I muttered.

All he did was embrace me again and this time I was the one who was stunned, but eventually I relaxed in his arms.

When we broke apart I noticed that he was looking at me differently but as soon as I saw it it was gone.

"I guess I should get going," he says reluctantly.

"Yeah I guess so..."

"See you around," he says.

"Ya, goodnight."

"Goodnight."

And with that, Ky disappeared into the inky night.

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