O I was SOOOOOOOOO happy when I saw all of my wonderful reviews!!!
*sobsobsob* well, so anyways, I'll try not to do slang in my author notes
ok??? But my finger really hurts since I caught it in a door on Saturday .
yeowch! To KeladryLadyKnight: I got spoilers from someone on ff.net, I
forgot who it was, but if you want to know, I think I can find out for you.
I got the whole story basically planned out last weekend . yum! Ummm, I'm
gonna do longer chapters now . . . YIPPEE!!!
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A couple of weeks passed by, and Kel spent many of the days with Cleon. But at the end of the two weeks, she still didn't get any of the feelings that had been there before. No rush of emotion, no fiery passion, . . . nothing. And even when she consoled herself that it was something time could fix, it just didn't work.
*How could I not love him anymore?* Kel thought silently to herself when she was at dinner one day. She stole a glance at the redhead, and found his grey eyes staring lovingly at her. *I can't hurt him, but . . . I don't know. I'll have to tell somebody*
"Hey Kel, what's wrong? You look kind of pale," Neal asked worriedly.
"Umm, can I talk with you later, Neal?" She answered nervously, "I, um, have a bruise I need you to help me fix."
"Sure," he replied.
After dinner, they walked together to his room.
"So where's the little bruiser?" Neal asked good-naturedly.
"Well, actually, Neal, I just needed to talk with you, and I really don't have much of a bruise," Kel confessed.
"Go on."
"Well, it's just that, after these weeks with Cleon, I don't think that I actually, well, I love/I him anymore. I don't know, 'cause I can't help it. I try to, but now whenever I think of him, it's only as a friend. I don't know what I should do, 'n I don't want to hurt him or anything."
She looked up imploringly at Neal. He wore a troubled face, and he sat down on the bed and scratched his head.
"Well, I don't know Kel. He really loves you. But you shouldn't lead him on, if you know what I mean. I think you should tell him, since it'll be for his own good, and you can save him some pain. Poor guy, he has to marry that heiress any way."
Kel thought this over. Neal was right; it wasn't right for her to lead him on.
"Well, thanks Neal. I guess I'll have to tell him. It's good to have a friend around to talk to," She finally said, and stood up and hugged him warmly before leaving.
She walked thoughtfully back towards her room she was halfway there when she saw a bright flash of red out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh my sweet ray of sunshine, I was looking for you!" Cleon called.
*Well, here goes. Oh Mithros, Goddess, help me through this!* Nervously, Kel walked towards him.
When she had reached where he was standing, he leaned in to kiss her. But she had other plans, and, instead, she took one of his big hands and led him towards a little corner in the hall.
"Um, Cleon, we need to talk." She started timidly.
"Yes, of course, my rose," He murmured softly, stroked her face softly.
Kel reached up a hand and stopped him. "I, . . . well, I - I don't think that I love you anymore Cleon," She started and looked up at him. He had such a shocked expression on his face that he couldn't move, so she continued. "I know what you feel about me, but I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore. We can still be friends, right? Please, Cleon." She looked up at him again. A few tears were in danger of falling out of the corners of his grey eyes, and he had such a hurt expression on his face that she couldn't bear to look anymore, and looked down at her shoes. Finally, he spoke.
"I - I, . . . you - you -you can't . . ." Slowly, he turned and walked briskly towards his room, leaving Kel there in the hall, holding her head in her heads, sobbing silently.
A/N: soo, what's gonna happen next??? STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT!!!
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A couple of weeks passed by, and Kel spent many of the days with Cleon. But at the end of the two weeks, she still didn't get any of the feelings that had been there before. No rush of emotion, no fiery passion, . . . nothing. And even when she consoled herself that it was something time could fix, it just didn't work.
*How could I not love him anymore?* Kel thought silently to herself when she was at dinner one day. She stole a glance at the redhead, and found his grey eyes staring lovingly at her. *I can't hurt him, but . . . I don't know. I'll have to tell somebody*
"Hey Kel, what's wrong? You look kind of pale," Neal asked worriedly.
"Umm, can I talk with you later, Neal?" She answered nervously, "I, um, have a bruise I need you to help me fix."
"Sure," he replied.
After dinner, they walked together to his room.
"So where's the little bruiser?" Neal asked good-naturedly.
"Well, actually, Neal, I just needed to talk with you, and I really don't have much of a bruise," Kel confessed.
"Go on."
"Well, it's just that, after these weeks with Cleon, I don't think that I actually, well, I love/I him anymore. I don't know, 'cause I can't help it. I try to, but now whenever I think of him, it's only as a friend. I don't know what I should do, 'n I don't want to hurt him or anything."
She looked up imploringly at Neal. He wore a troubled face, and he sat down on the bed and scratched his head.
"Well, I don't know Kel. He really loves you. But you shouldn't lead him on, if you know what I mean. I think you should tell him, since it'll be for his own good, and you can save him some pain. Poor guy, he has to marry that heiress any way."
Kel thought this over. Neal was right; it wasn't right for her to lead him on.
"Well, thanks Neal. I guess I'll have to tell him. It's good to have a friend around to talk to," She finally said, and stood up and hugged him warmly before leaving.
She walked thoughtfully back towards her room she was halfway there when she saw a bright flash of red out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh my sweet ray of sunshine, I was looking for you!" Cleon called.
*Well, here goes. Oh Mithros, Goddess, help me through this!* Nervously, Kel walked towards him.
When she had reached where he was standing, he leaned in to kiss her. But she had other plans, and, instead, she took one of his big hands and led him towards a little corner in the hall.
"Um, Cleon, we need to talk." She started timidly.
"Yes, of course, my rose," He murmured softly, stroked her face softly.
Kel reached up a hand and stopped him. "I, . . . well, I - I don't think that I love you anymore Cleon," She started and looked up at him. He had such a shocked expression on his face that he couldn't move, so she continued. "I know what you feel about me, but I'm sorry, I can't do this anymore. We can still be friends, right? Please, Cleon." She looked up at him again. A few tears were in danger of falling out of the corners of his grey eyes, and he had such a hurt expression on his face that she couldn't bear to look anymore, and looked down at her shoes. Finally, he spoke.
"I - I, . . . you - you -you can't . . ." Slowly, he turned and walked briskly towards his room, leaving Kel there in the hall, holding her head in her heads, sobbing silently.
A/N: soo, what's gonna happen next??? STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT!!!