Chapter fourteen. By the way, I have no idea where this chapter might go. I have no plans whatsoever. Sorry if it's bad! Kay, sorry for asking, but do any of you have gmail accounts? Cause I can't get my fanfiction email alerts to work. They just randomly stopped :(

Disclaimer- I'm a thirteen year old girl for crying out loud!

Katie POV (Eee! Haven't done this in a while!)

I slapped Travis and it felt absolutely perfect. But I don't know what came over me, kissing Malcolm like that... It was like I went from angry to horrible. My fingers in his blonde hair, it felt... wrong. With Travis it felt like perfection.

I can't pretend that I didn't see Travis's eyes as I kissed Malcolm. He looked like he went to Hades. I felt bad until I remembered him and Hestia. The times he had hurt me. And the words of a song came into my head...

You, with your words like knives

And swords and weapons that you use against me

You, have knocked me off my feet again

Got me feeling like I'm nothing

You, with your voice like nails,

on a chalkboard calling me out when I'm wounded

You, pickin' on the weaker man...

He always used words to hurt me. He pushed me down. Made me feel worthless. His voice would taunt me in times of pain, screeching. Calling me out when I'm already upset, picking on me the most, just because he could.

So what if I kissed Malcolm once? Judging from the lipstick on his face, he had been going with her for a while. When I saw him, I felt my heart break. I came here ready to forgive him, but he had obviously moved on.

"You know," I started, "You really hurt me. When I found out that you were here, I was planning on forgiving you. I saw that it was a crazy party, but I trusted you. Then I see you getting real comfortable with Hestia, and I was heartbroken. But when you still hadn't apologized after all of this, I knew that you just weren't worth it," I said and couldn't hold back the few stray tears falling down my cheek. I grabbed Malcolm's hand and hugged him. I heard a growl from Travis.

"Katie. Please, no..." He tried desperately to break out of Jason's grasp. "I'm sorry, so sorry! I thought you would never forgive me! Connor did all of this! Not me, please Katie," He pleaded.

"Yeah, I really believe that Connor made you kiss her!" I cried, a few more tears running down my face. Travis's face went red and he whispered something incoherent. Déjà vu?

"What was that?" I scoffed angrily. "Spit it out, jerk! Just keep talking like always! What is it this time? My hair looks horrible? My dress makes me look fat? My mascara is bad?" I yelled through my tears.

"No! I would never say anything like that!" He said, looking sad.

"Yeah, right. You've always said things like that to me since we were ten. Face it, Travis. You haven't changed and you never will!" I fell against the wall and slid to the floor and repeated, "Yeah, right." Malcolm sat down and put an arm around me.

He looked guilty and said, "I'm so sorry for everything. For today, for last night, for every single day since we first met. I'm so sorry and I know that saying that won't make it go away, but I'll do anything I can to come close."

I was shocked but didn't let it show. "So you say. You also said that you loved me. And tell me, Hestia, did he say that to you, too?" I asked. Hestia nodded. "I can see you tell that to every girl. I'm not any different! Just another heart to destroy."

"Yeah, I said it to all the girls, but you are different! Do you want to know why? Because when I said it to you, I meant it," Travis said and I saw the truth in his eyes.

"Whatever. You're a jerk. Always will be. And you can bet that I won't ever speak to you again." I stood up and Travis finally got away from Jason.

"I-"

"Touch her and you die." Malcolm stepped in front of me. I was thankful for him there; I couldn't trust myself around Travis. "She has made it pretty clear that she doesn't want you."

What happened next amazed me. Travis faked like he was turning away, but spun back and punched Malcolm in the nose, slamming him into the wall.

"Malcolm!" I shrieked. I ran to him and saw the blood pouring down his face. "You- you-" I couldn't find a word to describe him.

"Shut up for once, Kit- Kat," He smirked. He picked me up with a arm under my back and the other under my legs and ran.

Travis POV

The growl was out of my mouth before I could stop it. "Katie. Please, no..." I was desperately thwacking around to break out of Jason's iron grip. "I'm sorry, so sorry! I thought you would never forgive me! Connor did all of this! Not me, please Katie," I pleaded.

"Yeah, I really believe that Connor made you kiss her!" I cringed. She was right.

"I still love you," I mumbled.

What was that?" She scoffed angrily. "Spit it out, jerk! Just keep talking like always! What is it this time? My hair looks horrible? My dress makes me look fat? My mascara is bad?" The tears were rolling down her face.

I knew that she was right, but I replied anyway, "No! I would never say anything like that!" I felt horrible.

"Yeah, right. You've always said things like that to me since we were ten. Face it, Travis. You haven't changed and you never will!" Right then I saw how much all of the bad things I had said had hurt her.

I put my all of my heart into my next words. "I'm so sorry for everything. For today, for last night, for every single day since we first met. I'm so sorry and I know that saying that won't make it go away, but I'll do anything I can to come close."

"So you say. You also said that you loved me. And tell me, Hestia, did he say that to you, too?" She asked. Hestia nodded. "I can see you tell that to every girl. I'm not any different! Just another heart to destroy." Shoot.

"Yeah, I said it to all the girls, but you are different! Do you want to know why? Because when I said it to you, I meant it," I told her, hoping she would believe me. It was true, after all.

"Whatever. You're a jerk. Always will be. And you can bet that I won't ever speak to you again." Ouch. Her words stung what little heart I had left. I pulled with all my strength and broke away from Jason.

I was just about to tell her just how much I truly loved her when Malcolm stepped in front of Katie. "Touch her and you die. She has made it pretty clear that she doesn't want you."

What I did next was for love. I slugged Smarty in the nose and he slammed into the wall.

"Malcolm!" She screamed. Ugh, no the reaction I was hoping for. The blood was all over the little thief's face, and she was over him, crying. "You- you-" She seemed at a loss for words.

I took this to my advantage and picked her up bridal style (May it be on record that I despise this term, but it was essential to this part) and started to run.

Ooh! Where will he take her? What will he say? How will she respond without Malcolm there? Is Malcolm okay? To find out, check in soon! BTW- I do not own 'Mean' by Taylor Swift. But she is awesome. Just saying. – Abby;)