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Even in my heart, I see
You're not being true to me
Deep within my soul, I feel
Nothing's like it used to be
Sometimes I wish I could
Turn back time
Impossible as it may seem
But I wish I could
So bad, baby
Quit playing games with my heart


Elisa sat quietly eating her dinner. Hunter stared at her, trying to figure out what could have possibly changed in the past twenty four hours. All he could think was that he'd pushed her away one too many times. That last night had been the last straw.

"Elisa," he said softly. She turned and looked at him, smiling softly, her face kind and graceful. He knew that face far too well, it was the one his mother so often gave his father. "Honey, can we talk?"

"Of course," she said and smiled again. "But we should probably do it outside." He nodded and they stood up walking out into the night air. "What do you want to talk about?" She said, her face still smiling but her eyes flat.

"Stop that," he said. She swallowed and let her face fall. He was angry, she'd only seen him this angry one other time. "Stop acting like my mother and tell me what the hell is wrong!"

"Nothing is wrong," she said simply. "I just realized something this week is all." He swallowed and looked at her. She looked in the window and they saw Anne laughing with a few of the other girls. "You should tell her how you feel."

"Not this again," he groaned and paced in a circle. "I love you, you're my girlfriend," she blinked her large blue eyes at him. "How many times do I have to say it?"

"You don't have to say it," she said simply. "It's a lie and I'm tired of being lied to. I don't want to make a scene tonight and embarrass my father, but I think after tonight it would be best if we weren't together anymore." She started to walk inside and he grabbed her arm.

"No," he said.

"Excuse me?" She whispered.

"No," he said simply, "I won't, you're not getting away that easy." He pulled her close, his hands interwoven on her lower back. She squirmed a little, but he held her firmly. "I love you." He kissed her hard, she whimpered and squirmed more. It felt wrong, him kissing her like this. He never had before. She pulled away.

"Don't," she said, pushing against his chest but he kissed her again. This time, more prepared for it, it didn't feel so unnatural, she melted against him, her knees going weak. Her arms slid around his neck and she let go entirely, just letting him kiss her. "Oh Hunter," she murmured as he took a breath.

"Now," he said, his voice strong with command, still holding her close, "tonight, while everyone else is with your grandparents, we're going to go to your parents' hotel." She stared up at him. "I want you, and I'm not waiting anymore, are we clear?"

"Yes," she managed to mumble, "can you kiss me like that again?" He smiled and tangled his hands in her hair and kissed her.

"I plan on doing much more than kissing you later," he said confidently. She giggled shyly.


Eva took a sip of champagne and walked over to the table where Mikey was sitting. She sat down next to him and imitated his pose of sitting with his face in his hand. They stared at each other for a minute and then started laughing.

"God, you look like shit!" She said. He grinned.

"Thanks," he nodded. "You're too skinny." She smiled.

"How are you?" She said. He shrugged. "Please don't shut me out, Mike," she put her hand on his arm, he looked at her.

"She was always there," he said. "Everyday, she was just always," he swallowed. "And now that she's gone, I don't know what to do, it's like when my parents died except,"

"Except you know she's out there," Eva said, "and she's still not going to walk through the door." He nodded. "I'm familiar with the feeling. See there was this guy and he always promised to be there for me, and then a few months ago he just freaked out and bailed on me, and said he wouldn't come to my wedding." He looked at her and smiled.

"Any chance this jackass is someone I know?" He said. She laughed. "I just can't, Evie," he sighed. "Now, I mean, now that I've seen you and talked to David, I can handle it." She smiled, and exhaled, feeling a weight off of her shoulders. "But I can't see her. Not like this."

"It's three weeks from now," Eva said. "You'll have it more together by then."

"Maybe," he said.

"Or maybe you should go see her," she said softly. "Maybe she should see that you're a mess. You were not this much of a mess when we ended." He nodded. "How's Stephie doing?" She asked as their younger siblings held each other and danced.

"She's terrified," he shook his head. "I don't blame her, although apparently Mrs. Germaine said it's not the end."

"That's good," Eva said, shuddering at the thought that Stephie might lose her passion. Even the thought that she might not be able to paint anymore made her stomach ache.

"Hey," David said softly joining them. "Do you mind if I dance with my fiancée?"

"Of course not," Mikey smiled.

Denise sat quietly in her room with her guitar and a notebook. She'd written three songs in the past few days. She strummed a few chords and noted them.

"You should try a minor before the E," she looked up at a familiar voice.

"Travis," she squealed, pushing paper aside and sliding her guitar over her shoulder and hugging her old bassist. "What are you doing here?"

"I heard you were in town," he shrugged. "Needed to see it for myself." She grinned. Travis was the exact opposite of everything the rest of them had been during their time in Frayed Edges. While she and Shawn and their drummer Ted had embraced their punk necessary wardrobe of ripped clothes and heavy jewelry, Travis had stayed ever clean and preppy, usually in jeans and a polo shirt, sometimes a button down. His red hair was buzzed, and he always had freckles. He was also brilliant and classically trained in every instrument. Actually the more she thought about it, the more she realized how alike he and David were. "I also heard it took Shawn five hours to close the deal."

"It was just sex," she groaned. "Everyone's acting like me and Shawn have never had sex before. And I've got news for you my friend, we did, a lot."

"I recall," Travis said. "I was at the prom too." She laughed. "Denise, I don't want you to fall for his shit again."

"I'm not stupid!" She said. "I'm not going to fall for anything, I mean I did tell him that I'd tell Josh to back off a little, let him get a foot in the door." Travis frowned. "I told him that before we had sex Trav, don't worry."

"I hear you're playing Treble," he said. She nodded. "Just you and your guitar or could you use some backup?" She grinned.

"I wanted to make it a Frayed Edges reunion," she said, "Mama said no, so did the new booker."

"Well, yeah," he said, "but Ted and I could really use the practice."

"Please, I'd just hold you back," she rolled her eyes. "Ted sucks though."

"Aw, he's gotten a little better," he grinned. "He can play things that aren't the Ramones now."

"I think I'm just going to do me and my guitar," she said. "But you'll be there, right?"

"Wouldn't miss it," he nodded and hugged her. "Now," he said picking up the guitar. "Are we jamming, or writing?"

"Trying to write," she said. "I'm not feeling particularly inspired." He played a few chords.

"I wish I could have met Mike," he said softly. She frowned. "What?"

"He's not dead, Travis," she said. "He's just not my boyfriend anymore." Travis nodded. "I hope you meet David and Eva, though, especially David, you two could talk about concertos all night." He laughed. "I'll let you play with me if you promise to sing." He groaned. "Please? My mom won't let you play with me if you don't."

"Fine," he said. "But I pick the song."


"Go fish," Adelle said as Gordon asked her for a five. He drew a card. "Gordie," he looked at her.

"Yes, Adelle," he said softly.

"Why aren't you with Bella tonight?" She asked. "Mommy said you should be."

"Well," he frowned. "Bella and me," he said, "I don't know what it is yet, exactly."

"This is the part in the movie when the boy goes to the party and tells the girl he loves her more than anybody," Adelle said. He laughed.

"You gotta stop letting Casey pick the movies kid," he rumpled her hair. Adelle giggled. "Do you really think that I should go?"

"Yup," she said. "Do you have any sixes?" He handed over the cards and she put her last three down. "I win!" He laughed.

"Congratulations," he nodded. "I'm going now."

"OK," she said and kissed him. "I love you."

"I love you too," he smiled. He walked outside spinning his keys on his finger. He was allowed to drive now, sometimes, and visiting his god daughter was one of those times. But he was pretty sure that going to see Bella tonight would count as an emergency.


"I'm claiming that dance," Eddie said, walking over to Bella, who was standing with a clipboard. The band was playing "Fly Me to The Moon." She laughed.

"Fine," she said putting her clipboard down and taking his hand. He spun her in a circle and she giggled. He rested one hand on her hip and they held the other hands as she put her other hand on his upper back. It felt so normal as they swayed in time. She glanced around. "Eddie, everyone's staring."

"Of course," he said, "you're the most beautiful girl in the room." She rolled her eyes.

"God, you're soo cheesy," she said. "How was I so in love with you?" He laughed.

"Because you were such a bitch that you loved all the ego flattering," he said. She threw her head back and laughed.


Kevin watched the dance and swished his drink around in his glass.

"Hey," Anne said, running her hand onto his leg. "I'm bored, want to go someplace where you can entertain me?" He looked at her.

"Why do you have to be like that?" He asked. She pulled her hand back and looked at him.

"Like what?" She said.

"Can't you keep anything in?" He said. "Ever? I mean, God, Anne, I really don't want to have sex right now."

"Fine," she said. "Then we won't. What's wrong with you tonight? I mean, I know you didn't want to do this, but I figured we could at least like, make fun of it together."

"I'm just not feeling it OK?" He said. She looked at him.

"Are you drunk?" She said. He looked at her. "Oh my God! Kevin, my parents are here."

"Yes, because your parents have no idea that you drink," he rolled his eyes.

"Well, they actually think you're a good influence," she hissed. "Which is why they're so OK with us being together."

"I thought you liked that your parents hated us being together." He sneered. She frowned at him.

"Kevin, why are you acting like this?" She said. "Why are you mad at me?" Then he looked at her. Her round angel face looking at him so hurt and confused.

"I'm sorry baby," he whispered and kissed her. "I'm not mad at you. I'm just in a bad mood." She nodded and stared at her plate.


Gordon walked into the ballroom and stopped seeing Bella with her head thrown back laughing in Eddie's arms. He frowned as Eddie twirled her and she stopped seeing him. She smiled and took her hand out of Eddie's and walked over.

"You came," she whispered and kissed him. He didn't kiss back. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"So is it just, Bella fucks with her ex boyfriends week?" He frowned. She blinked at him.

"We were dancing," she frowned. "Just dancing. You didn't want to come!" He nodded. "God I hate when you do this!" She turned on her heel and walked back inside. He sighed and followed her.

"Bella," he mumbled, "baby, come on," he said, she was keeping her back firmly to him. He slid his hands onto her waist. "I just don't want you to dance with anyone but me." She smiled and turned around and kissed him softly.

"Then you should come to things when I invite you," she pounded her fist against his chest. He laughed.

"Noted," he mumbled, just happy to be holding her again.


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