A/N - I have something to tell you all...I won't be writing anymore. KIDDING! I'm gonna keep writing if my life depends on it. Yeah, I love you that much. I wrote you all a poem!

With my slow updates,

I may annoy.

But you love me anyways,

So please enjoy!

Yeah, not my best...On with the story!


Bex's POV

As soon as Solomon and Cammie left the room, I grabbed Zach by the collar and glared.

"If you hurt her anymore, I swear I will make your life miserable" I threatened truthfully.

"Bex, I didn't-"

"Oh, shut up already, Zachary. We know what you said. You don't know what you're getting yourself into by trying to sound innocent" Macey butted in.

"Zach, I know you probably didn't mean to hurt her" Liz said. "But I also know that you did. I think you should give her some time."

"But I wanna explain to her" he almost pleaded. I tightened my grip on him.

"And I wanna torture you right now. And Macey wants to kill you with her cosmetics. And Liz wants to conduct experiments on you. We can't get everything we want, now can we?" I asked. He sighed.

"Bex, just let me explain."

"No. You messed with her emotions, and now, she's not the one that's gonna end up hurt. You will."

He shook his head. "Bex, as much as I would love to hear that long list of threats in your head, I need to go."

I let him go, but before he left the room, I called after him.

"If I find her in tears, I won't hesitate to cause you so much pain, you would wish you weren't even born!"

I felt a hand grasp my shoulder and I turned, ready to fight. I threw a punch, but the person ducked and grabbed my arms.

"Bex, calm down. It's just me" Grant said. I sighed and relaxed.

I. Am. Going. To. Kill. A. Certain. Boy.

Solomon's POV

I don't want to see her hurt, especially by Zach. He's like a son to me. She's like a daughter to me. I need to help them make this right...

Cammie's POV

I walked around, avoiding everyone. I ran my hands along the walls, searching for something out of place. Anything to reveal a secret passageway. I finally came across a wall that had a slightly discolored brick. I pressed against it and the wall slid aside to let me in. I sat in the darkness for a long time.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps. I didn't bother hiding or finding a way out. Instead, I wiped a single tear from my face and buried my head in my hands.

"Gallagher Girl?"

I stayed where I was. Not moving, hardly breathing. A hand touched my back and I recoiled. I edged away from him as I willed myself not to cry.

My mom would be so disappointed in me. I promised I wouldn't let a boy get in my way again. My dad, Mr. Solomon, Bex, Macey, EVERYONE would be disappointed in me for showing weakness.

I took a deep breath and looked up at him. His emerald green eyes were dim and sad. I stood up and forced myself to walk away. He grabbed my arm and held me back.

"Cammie, please. I'm sorry about what I said. I'm sorry for screwing this all up. I'm sorry for making you cry and for being such a jerk. I'm sorry for not being able to admit my true feelings for you. I'm sorry for-"

"Zach!" I cut him off. "Don't apologize. I believe you when you say you're sorry."

He looked relieved and hugged me. I pushed him away.

"But I don't understand who you're lying to. You called me a one time thing. IN FRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL! I don't know what to believe anymore, Zach. I just...I can't."

By this point, I really needed to know what was real and what was legend. I needed to see the real Zach.

"I lied to everyone. To myself" I heard him whisper. I looked at him.

"What?"

"I told myself I wouldn't fall for anyone. I told myself it would distract me from spying. But...I did it anyways...Cammie, you weren't just a one time thing. I really do like you, it's just that...I have a hard time with all of this."

"All of what?" I sounded so weak, so fragile. And for once, I didn't mind.

"My mom is part of the Circle. I have no idea where my dad is. I can't show what's inside my mask to anyone. I've never showed it to anyone...except you. I'm sorry and I know I'm a jerk for saying what I did. I know I don't deserve you, and you probably want Bex to come after me right now, but I had to tell you this. I'm sorry."

I stared into his eyes, looking for a sign that he was lying. He was telling the truth.

"I believe you. I just...I need time. Okay?"

He nodded grimly.

I turned to walk out of the passageway.

A heart is just like a glass vase. When it's broken, it's nearly impossible to fix. But, with a little time and effort, it will slowly start to mend.


A/N - Well? What do you think? I don't know what I should change or if I'm doing this right if you don't tell me! PM or Review! Sorry for the short chapter...I promise I'll make this story better!

Forever and Always,

Me