Disclaimer: No, I do not own The Silver Kiss . . ., not in real life anyway. . . XD

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A/N: Omg, I just had the best weekend. And my dreaded Iowas have been going on this week. Those are the reasons for this later than usual update time. I went to the best My Chemicasl Romance concert EVER! Stupid newspaper gave them a bad reviw!!! They all look even better in real life. I didn't think it was possible to look so good (drools) . . .anyway I hope you have been enjoying GNML so far. I hope everyone had a great weekend. Please read and review. Enjoy.

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Chapter Seven: Resistance Is Futile

The breezy morning sun made the dew on each blade of grass sparkle like champagne. But this moment was not anything like champagne. To join the sparkling dew was Zoe's warm, salty tears. Her pale skin was unusually flushed. She was hunched over hugging her knees in front of Simon's grave. Last night, she sprinted there all the way from the beach.

"Simon, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me," she cried.

"Simon is not what you think he is," the sharply gentle voice whispered. Zoe knew she wasn't hallousinating, she felt a cool breath on her ear from behind her.

She whirled around, but all there was behind her was a proud sun, dreamy swaying trees, champagne grass and chirping birds. She couldn't believe this was the surroudings of a cemetary.

"Who are you? How dare you say that!" she screamed with foolish fury. She wasn't expecting an answer.

"I am what you have been waiting for. If you knew the real Simon you would think it, too." the voice said confidently.

"In your dreams, you sicko!" she spewed.

"I didn't mean to offend you so greatly," he apologized softly. "By the way, did you have a good night?" the voice faded into the wind before she could even gasp.

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Four months later . . .

Graduation had finally enchanted Zoe's class. The cloudy sky sort of unfurled everyone's false hope. Making everyone harshly realize they are entering cursed adulthood.

As Zoe collected her diploma she looked out bitterly at the mob of crying parents. Her father had an emergency at work, she hardly knew him anymore. Before, all she had was Cain, but now she had no one. Actually, she was beginning to not mind. Maybe she was enjoying it ...

Zoe sat impatiently through the speeches droning on about how they will miss everything and how they fear what's next. She began focusing on biting her chipped nails. After there was nothing left to chew, she took off her black graduation hat and rained her dandruff on her it with her fast scratching.

She sat as far from Cain as possible. She could tell Cain was looking, she could feel his eyes boring through her.

Pretending he didn't exist was easier than she thought. She haven't even glanced at him since that night. But on Cain's end it seemed a lot more difficult to accept. Now purple emphasized his eyes now, too. There had even been rumors he was drinking and taking drugs.

Zoe had no idea what to do with her life. When she tried picturing her life plan she came up with an image of her old, and homeless living at Simon's grave.

She released an obnoxiously long and loud sigh.

"Okay! Everyone gather for the group photo!" her overly spunky teacher exclaimed.

"Yay," Zoe mumbled with a sharp voice.

She put on her worst smile as she was shoved to the back.

"Say cheese!"

"Cheese," the crowd echoed.

Someone stumbled on Zoe's toe. "Ow, watch out where you're going!" Zoe grumbled.

"I'm sorry, Zoe."

Around them black hats were soaring in the air. It looked like fat black demons trying to reach heaven and smacking even harder back to hell. Raining demons.

Before she could look at him, she faced away. No way was she talking to Cain.

"Aw, come on, don't be like that Zoe. It's graduation," he smiled.

She scoffed in response.

Cain soon gave up, and walked away. Zoe sat under a tree near the parking lot waiting for her father. After thirty minutes passed, she gathered her stuff to walk.

"Zoe, will you walk with me?"

After a long period of staring in silence Zoe whispered, "What are you doing here?"

"Ha ha, I got you to talk."

Zoe couldn't take this cold shoulder thing, she had to release a supressed laugh.

"Aw, man, I really missed you."

"Thanks. How about we visit the cemetary?"

"Okay, weird."

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After a stroll of catching up, they finally reached the cemetary.

Zoe guided him to Simon's grave.

"Here we are."

"Zoe, I'm sorry you lost him," he said too sincerely.

Her resistance of crying was in vain as a tear rebelled from her eyes.

"Zoe, don't cry. I've seen you cry too much. I love you," he brushed away her tear.

She locked her sad eyes with his. He leaned in to tuck away a strand of hair. Before he could lean back there eyes meet, he slowly moved in closer, cupping her face in his hand. Zoe launched herself higher on her tippy toes. They both slowly closed their eyes.

"Without you I will disappear," Cain whispered, his moving lips grazed hers. Everything around them froze, everything held its breath. Zoe couldn't resist anymore she began to kiss him passionately. They were both blushing.

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Cain laid his back against a skinny tree near the grave. Zoe cuddled next to him.

"I was a boy of the moon, but now I am of the sun," Cain contently sighed.

Zoe's eyes perked up in suspision. "Who are you really?"

"Um..."

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A/N: Isn't a graveyard a really weird place for a first kiss? Well, can you guess who Cain is??? Hmm???? Hope you enjoyed it. Enjoy the rest of your week, peeps! Please review.