Kennedy woke up the next morning feeling like crap. She slowly dragged herself out of bed and walked over to the mirror. Her eyes were bloodshot from crying and she had a serious case of bedhead. She looked at her reflection and frowned. She thought she couldn't look any uglier before,but, now definitly proved her wrong. She sighed and walked over to her duffle bag. She pulled out a pair of tight blue jeans and a black tank top. She brushed her hair, washed her face and then put on some make-up. She covered up the redness of her eyes the best that she could, she didn't want anyone to think anything was wrong. She definitly didn't want to have to explain to anyone of what happened last night, she just wanted to forget. She couldn't get the look on Royce's face after she told him that she didn't love him out of her mind. She couldn't understand why she cared so much. She had to stop thinking about it though cause tears were starting to well up in her eyes again.

She walked back out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed. Today was gonna be a long day. How was she gonna face Royce and she was gonna have to act as if everything was fine just so no one would get suspicious. She knew she couldn't stay in her room all day even though that's all she wanted at that moment,but, everyone would start asking questions and she isn't completely sure if she'd have the answers. Everything was just so confusing.

She quickly put on a pair of vans and took a deep breath before leaving her room. When she reached the living room she noticed there was only three people in there. Dana and Marc were sitting on the couch and Royce was sitting on a chair with a gloomy look on his face.

As she walked further into the room Royce turned his attention towards her. He gave her a sad look before fading out. Kennedy frowned upon this,but, did nothing. Instead she just sat in the seat that Royce had been sitting in.

Dana had seen the way Royce had looked at Kennedy and how quickly he faded out. She also saw Kennedy frown and knew right away that something had gone down between the two of them. She didn't know what it was,but, she knew it wasn't good.

Dana excused herself from the living room then faded out into the basement. She had to talk to Royce, she had to know what was going on. Marc however hadn't noticed anything even though Kennedy was sitting on the chair sulking.

"You know that Dana chick is really hot."

"Marc, she's dead." Kennedy said, slightly annoyed.

"So, I don't care."

"She has large cuts all over her body."

"Like I said before I don't care. That doesn't matter to me, I still like her." Marc argued.

"You could get someone so much better."

"Oh really like who?" Marc asked, getting really irritated.

"Oh I don't know, someone alive!" Kennedy said, sarcastically.

"You know what I don't understand you Kennedy, what the hell is your problem today?"

"I don't have a problem, I just think that you dating a dead girl isn't the best idea."

"Who the hell are you to judge, you have your thing going on with Royce so you have no right to judge me Kennedy."

"You don't know what the hell you're talking about."

"Oh don't give me that, everyone sees how you two are when you're together and you don't see us judging you."

"You know what, I don't need this right now. Especially not from you asshole!" Kennedy said as she left the living room.

Meanwhile down in the basement Dana has found Royce in his cube sitting on his car with his head in his hands. Dana slowly walked over to him and put her hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her startled, he looked like he wanted to cry.

"Royce, what's wrong?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Come on Royce we're best friends, you can tell me anything. I just wanna know what's wrong so I can help."

Royce sighed,but, knew he should tell her. "Kennedy and I aren't speaking to eachother."

"Why's that?"

"Well I guess I should start from the beginning then."

"Okay I'm listening." Dana said, sitting next to him on his car.

"Well two days ago I was talking to Kennedy in the kitchen and I don't know what possessed me to do it,but, I kissed her. She said she needed time to think things over so I said okay. Well the next day Kennedy and I talked it over, it didn't go well. Kennedy told me how it wouldn't work out. I pleaded with her to just take a chance and she'd see it would be alright, that everything would work out,but, she had made up her mind."

"I'm sorry sweety,but, I told you it wasn't a good idea. I hate to say I told you so,but, I can't help it. She's alive and you are dead, it just wouldn't work out."

"Dana please I really don't need to hear this right now. I know that her being alive and me being dead isn't a good combination,but, I love her."

Dana just looked pitifully at her friend, she could tell this was killing him inside and she didn't know how to help him.

"I told her that I loved her and she said she didn't love me. She told me to leave her alone so that's what I'm doing." Royce said, looking at her with tears in his eyes.

"Oh my, I'm so sorry Royce." Dana said, pulling her friend in for a hug.

"I don't know how to let her go." Royce said, crying on her shoulder.

"I know it hurts now Prince,but, trust me it'll get better."

Once Royce stopped crying he pulled out of Dana's arms and gave her a weak smile.

"Thank you, for listening."

"Anytime." Dana said with a smile.

Dana patted Royce on the back sympathectically. "Everything will be okay." She said before standing up and leaving.

Royce watched her leave and sighed in frustration, why couldn't Kennedy just admit that she loved him? She didn't have anything to fear. He loved her with all his heart and soul,but, appearently that wasn't good enough for her.

***** Well there's chapter 11 and I'm so sorry it took me so long to post it. I hope it was worth the wait. Please review, I wanna know what you thought :) *****