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"Graves!" I was going to run after him until Shanks grabbed my arm. Where had he come from? I hadn't even seen him.

"It's probably better if I go after him. Just give him time to cool down. I'll talk to him."

"Yeah, because it went so well the last time I let him 'cool down' that he got captured by Sergej."

"I promise I won't let anything happen to him okay? He'll come around. Just give him some time." Shanks pleaded. I knew he was right. It was probably better if he talked to Graves first. Seeing me would only make it worse…right now. I will talk to him later.

"Alright. Good luck." I said with a frown. I hadn't seen him in three months. He hadn't called or e-mailed me. Not even a stupid letter! Oh he talked to Shanks all the time, but me? No, not me. But what did he expect? He left me; without any contact at all. I didn't even know if he was ok. I figured he would want to end things, I mean he was sending a pretty big hint there. How could he be mad at me?

But I knew there was no way to justify what I had done. I loved him. I even told him that. I just needed to explain, to try and fix things between us. Hopefully he would listen.

The rest of the day was pretty normal after that. Sparring, classes, it was all routine. Nat had just settled me down and left for the night when there was a knock at my door. I was expecting Christophe since he usually came back around this time, but no, it was Graves.

"Graves! I didn't think you'd want to see me after earlier." and I hugged him. He hugged me back, thank God.

"Of course I'd want to see you. It's been so long. Shanks had explained some things to me too." He said all this with a legitimate smile on his face. I thought he'd be more upset, but hey, I'll take what I can get and right now I'm not complaining.

"Graves, I really need to talk to you and explain for my self. I-" He held up a hand to stop me and interrupted.

"We can talk more tomorrow Dru. I just came to tell you something. I'm still playing Dru. Whatever game Chris is playing, I'm still in it. I haven't given up. I had to leave and it was for the best, but I'm back now. I'm worth you now Dru." And he started to leave. Game? I'm not a prize to be won! I want to say something back, but all I could to was stand there, stunned. When he was saying all of those things though, they sounded like he meant them, but there was something in his eyes that made doubt him. What the hell was that? Then he called over his shoulder "I'm not going anywhere." I thought I heard him say yet. What the hell? Maybe I just imagined it.

Christophe came not too long after that and could sense something was wrong, but I just shook my head and told him not to worry about it. I couldn't believe Graves had said that. A game? Well if that's how they were going to act I didn't want to play. I went to bed that night unsure of what tomorrow would bring.

I know it's short. Sorry, but I plan on posting another chapter later today. I just really needed to end there for the story to flow. Thanks for reading and I REALLY LOVE all of the reviews and more are always welcome! Thanks for reading and I hope you all are liking the story so far!

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