AN: Finally, another update! I haven't felt much like writing and I've been grounded so it took me a while to get to this one. I also have about half of the next chapter written, so hopefully you won't have a very long wait for the next one. No promises, though! I don't have much else to say, so enjoy! Oh, other than BCH is 4 days away from being 2 years old, so this is an early birthday present. As always, read, review, and enjoy!


"Nighty night, Ulrich," Theo said mockingly as he rolled the unconscious boy toward the trees with his foot. After propping Ulrich up against a tree to make it look like he had slept outdoors, Theo turned to walk away. After he had gone a few steps, he stopped and turned around. Crouching down in front of Ulrich, Theo slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out his knife. His fingers caressed it lovingly as he considered the limp boy.

"Why is it, Ulrich, that she loves you?" Theo asked softly, staring at him. "No matter what I do, she still loves you. Why won't she love me. Is it your pretty-boy smile? No, you don't smile enough for that. Your personality? Can't be, you won't open up to anyone, probably not even your loser friends. Charm? You have none. You don't even love her. I do. I love her and she's mine, but she always wants to go back to you, I can see it in her eyes. What do you have that I don't? Am I really that bad of a person?"

"Yes," another quiet voice answered, "yes you are that terrible."

Theo whirled around, looking for the source of the sound.

"And you're wrong, I do love her." This time, Theo was able to pinpoint the voice. His head whipped around to face Ulrich again, whose eyes were barely cracked open. Had Theo been paying attention, he would have noticed the other boy had been slowly waking up as he was being positioned against the tree.

"You son of a -" Theo's snarling voice was interrupted by the sound of footsteps moving around the camp. His knife blade clicked out as he darted behind the tree Ulrich leaned against. His hand darted around the front of the tree and pressed the blade against Ulrich's throat. "You so much as sneeze and I swear to God I'll kill you," Theo hissed. Ulrich tensed but didn't move, well aware of what might happen. Once the footsteps faded, Theo crept back around to face Ulrich, keeping his knife ready.

"I know what you've done to her," Ulrich whispered, fury lacing his voice as he glared at Theo. "If you even look at her today, I'll go tonight to the principal and tell him everything. He won't be pleased to find out what you've been up to."

Theo's face reddened in anger as he raised his knife. Ulrich tensed, ready to block a stab, as the knife clicked closed, then in one swift movement, the combined force of the knife hilt and the fist clenching it slammed into the top of Ulrich's head, sending him into darkness once more.

"I won't be threatened," Theo hissed, gripping the hilt so hard that his knuckles whitened. Rage consumed him as he flicked open the knife and jerked Ulrich's right arm toward him. "Here's a little reminder of who's stronger," Theo sneered as he slashed Ulrich's arm twice, leaving his mark before getting up and walking away. "And, she's mine, pretty-boy. Enjoy your time together now, it won't last much longer."


AN: And that's it for now! I hope you guys liked this chapter. If you have a question other than stuff like "Will Theo die?", leave it in a review or PM me and I'll try to get back to you as soon as I can. Leave a review before you go, thanks!