Hey so this is the next part of the bittersweet melancholy, sad to say that this story will soon come to a close.

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And on with the story.

"With a bitter smile she says, "I bet you never even loved me, I bet I was just another pawn in your ever changing chess game . . . "

"Take that back." He tells her, shaking slightly with anger. "No." She tells him simply yet stubbornly. "Take it back, NOW, Caitlyn." "No, I won't, and you know why I won't, because it's true." He's so close to her now, so close that she can smell his bittersweet, musky scent. She tilts her head up to look him straight in the eye. Storm grey eyes meet chocolate brown. "Stop playing games Caitlyn, stop trying to build walls and stop making up excuses because you're scared." His voice is smooth, his heart however is beating at 100 miles per hour. She's forced back up against the wall, his hands are either side of her, effectively trapping her. He leans forward, and whispers into her ear. "I never stopped loving you." Electricity shoots up her spine, and goosebumps form all over her skin. "I . . . " she trails off as he leans closer and closer until he's kissing her for the second time that night, he wraps his arms tightly around her waist, as her legs wind tightly around his waist.

They're so close now, fitting perfectly like two puzzle pieces. He pushes her further into the wall, as his teeth nip gently at her bottom lip, begging for entrance, when denied, he runs his rough, calloused fingers down her sides causing her to gasp, his tongue darts in and they battle for dominance. When air becomes a necessity, they both pull back reluctantly. Nate continues to leave trails of butterfly kisses all along her neck to her collarbone. She moans slightly at his actions. Her small hands fisted in his hair. "Oh . . . why do you do this to me ?" She mumbles softly. He smirks satisfied.

Her head is bowed slightly, resting in the junction between his neck and shoulder. Inhaling deeply, she lifts her head and looks at him, tears streaming silently down her face. He brushes them away. "Hey what is it ?" He looks so sincere, so concerned, so loving that it makes her heart wrench. "I'm so sorry I can't do this." "Why is it that you always run, when things start to move forward ?" "I don't know, I guess I'm just scared." "Well can't you at least try to move past it and look forward." "No. I can't, and you need to understand that Nate. Now let me go !" He lets her go, trying to memorize the feeling of having her so close. " Then why kiss back ? Why not push me away ?" She shrugs simply " I don't know, impulse I guess." "Make up your mind for once Caity, because I'm getting tired of guessing. " "I've made my mind up, you just don't listen to it."

She begins to stalk off, but he grabs her arm, forcing her to turn around and look hin directly in the eyes. "Let me go Nate, I have nothing left to say to you." Breaking away from his grip, she walks to her room and closes the door. Once she is safely inside, she sinks down onto the bed and breaks down, the crying exhausts her and before she knows it she falls asleep. Dreaming of curly hair, chocolate brown eyes ,calloused fingers, dizzying kisses and haunting piano melodies.
He walks back to his room, tired, hurt and confused. He closes the door to his room softly and falls back on the bed, sleep coming quickly with dreams of stormy grey eyes, wild hair, piano music, searing kisses and a girl in an over sized shirt.

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