I realize I haven't posted in... forever... I apologize. I've had a lot going on. I realized how many friends I actually have and so I have been forced to hang out with them each... Along with some new ones... And I've become friends with some new kid who has apparently developed an obsession with me... It's really not pleasant. He's great and all, but christ, he's too... excitable. . I don't know if it's because he's so much like me that I can't stand him anymore(even though he's my friend and I like him.. as a friend... unlike how he may like me) or because he swore he was just like me and then ended up being practically nothing like me at all... But I've been avoiding him to do art instead, and I only feel semi guilty. So I'm trying to deal with that. I've also been taking 5 hour naps after school then staying up all night long. At the moment, I'm running on 4 hours sleep from... 6:30-10:30pm and it's almost 4pm now... So this is getting longer and longer and less of an apology/explanation that it was supposed to be. But I've been extremely busy lately, and really lazy, and all that poop... I apologize. I also have a lot of homework, had to make a comic for the school paper, etc.

But, anyway, just... I'm sorry. I'm trying. Really, I am. Too much stress. I haven't slept in close to 17-18 hours already, and I'm not even close to being tired, so HOPEFULLY I am typing this today(not that this means anything to you because you wont get to read this till I post it anyway, stupid me)...
(I'm also posting this after I typed that whole big thing up... Yesterday, maybe... I managed 24.5 hours before passing out when I started homework :D)

Chapter Eleven

It's been almost an hour, maybe, and I've yet to find him. I've gone just about all over London, on foot, and still nothing. Slowing down to a normal humans run, and then to a walk, I lean over, placing my hands on my knees to catch my breath. The wind is still blowing, but it's just a pleasant breeze now. The rain died down not too long ago, only the occasional drop or two falling now. I stood up straight, watching the blue-grey sky when my pocket began to buzz, which is odd, because Kyoya has my phone. I pull out a black and red flip phone, wondering where the hell that came from before opening it. "Hello?" "Virginia?" "Jayy?" "Okay, so you still have the phone. I thought you'd dropped it. Where are you?" "Er... where am I...? I can't say... Maybe an hour or so out of London..." "What? Why?" "I got lost?" "Well, how fast can you get back?" "Maybe ten minutes. Why?" "We found Kyoya." "Make that seven minutes," I said, heart racing as I started running again, still holding the phone to my ear. The less breath I had and the more my chest burned, the harder I pushed until I was close to falling over. But I continued on. "He's in the park. And looks like he's about to kill Drew." Which is when I fell over, my boot snagging on something and I landed on a grassy field, right arm folding strangely under my side in a painful tug while my other arm and legs splayed out on my other side, the phone flying onto someone's shoes. I groaned, using my uninjured left arm to push myself into a sitting position while cradling my right hand to my chest. I looked up to see Jayy not two feet away, grabbing me by the elbow and pulling me to my feet. "Make that three minutes..." "Are you okay? I didn't even see you trip... What could you possibly have fallen over?"

"Actually, I think I tripped a few blocks away. I only just managed to get here. Probably not good. Bad fall." I attempted stretching out my arm, only to feel searing pain go from my wrist up to my shoulder. "Ah!" I gasped, bringing tears to my eyes.

Jayy stared at me, concerned, but I shook it off, shrugging. "Where?" He pointed across the park to where a group was gathering. Far down the park.

I groaned, feeling the beginning of a headache coming on and pulled my arm close to my chest before setting off.

I've been sitting in the park for over an hour, watching the trees and the sky, attempting to cool off. A majority of the first hour was spent in pouring rain, stinging all over my body. I sat still, letting myself get drenched, thinking everything through. I felt numb.

How could Virginia do this to me? Do I really blame her? Of course I don't. I couldn't possibly blame her for wanting him. I do blame him, however. I'm sure he'll just hurt her, like Damian did. I don't want to see her hurt again. I wouldn't hurt her… Not purposely, anyway… He's too old for her.

After a while, the rain stopped, replaced with more pleasant weather and few more people came out to the park, walking around with friends, as though it hadn't just been storming. The sun slowly moved out from its hiding place behind a grey cloud, drying me ever so lightly.

Should I find somewhere else to stay the night? I doubt I can face Tamaki today. I sat back, deciding, while checking my phone. Once again, I found myself stroking the grey cell phone with my thumb. My heart slammed against my ribs, painfully.

"Hello, what's wrong?" a slightly high voice said, breaking through my thoughts.

I looked up to see a girl with long blonde hair and clear blue eyes, a stripe of blue falling over her face. I recognize her from the store. She was pushing people around.

I forced my host smile on, which seems less and less natural as of late, and pushed up my glasses, standing up. "Nothing at all, Miss."

She smiled flirtatiously, to the point it was more of a tramp or a whore than a teenage girl. "You look like you could do with some company." I inwardly groaned, rolling my eyes behind the safety of my glasses. "I'm Rebekka."

I opened my mouth to say something, hell knows what, When I was cut off.

"Kyoya! Aye!" a rough voice called out, making us both turn to see the pirate, Jack, apparently, running toward us. "Aye, where've you been? We been looking for close to an hour, mate."

"We?" I ask, suspiciously. Who is we? Tamaki? …Virginia?

"Everyone." He looks at Rebekka with a strange expression on his face before looking back to me, confused. "Why'd ye run off?"

I hesitated, unsure as to whether I should trust him. Drew is his friend, after all. All of a sudden, another voice enters the conversation. A father familiar voice. I scowl, glaring at the newcomer. He stops for a second before continuing forward to stand next to me.

"Hey, Kyoya, are you alright? Tamaki explained what happened." He seemed to be deliberately ignoring Rebekka, who was glowering at him.

"You." I spit out, shocking him a bit.

"Look, man, I swear I didn't-"

"She's mine. I don't enjoy others touching what is mine."

"You speak as if she's an object and not a person." He glanced at the girl beside me warily. "Excuse me, Becky," he spoke with false warmth, smiling a fake smile at her. "Might I please speak to Kyoya and Jack alone? This is a bit… personal."

"Hmm… I'm unsure as to whether or not I want to miss this, though."

"Please?"

"No." She smirked at him and I watched the two suspiciously. Hum…

Drew sighed, turning to me and ignoring her.

"I would rather like to know what was going through your head, because she'd never cheated me, until she met you."

"Might we speak in a more private place, so that I can explain what really happened?"

"I believe this is fine."

"You do realize, don't you, that you talk as though I stole your property."

"She's mine."

"She is a person, or have you forgotten? She isn't a trophy or anything you can buy."

"Of course I know that. If I could have bought her, I wouldn't have had to go through so much shit with her old friends to win her over."

"Notice, 'win'."

"Not like that. I love her. And I'm not willing to lose her to another one of you. I know you wouldn't be good for her. You'll only hurt her." I growled, glaring at him and practically shaking with anger.

"I would never. And I don't enjoy being compared to others."

"You're just like him, though. And he hurt her far more than she deserved. I love her too much to let that happen again."

"Try me." He smirked, leaning over me.

I moved to grab at him, but an arm wrapped around my arms, holding me back. Jack stood between us, Tamaki letting go and pushing me back.

"Kyoya, this isn't like you," Tamaki says, seriously.

Another arm wrapped around me, more feminine than any hosts, though. I looked back, spinning to look Rebekka in the eyes with her arms wrapped around me. "Hey, if they're willing to cheat on you, they don't deserve you." She gave me that disgusting smile again.

Everything was happening so fast. Rebekka was pulling in ever closer, Drew was pulled away by Jack and Tamaki shouted. Rebekka yelled and next I know I'm being pushed down.