Hillary lay on her bed at 3am fully clothed and wide-awake.

She couldn't stand the silence any longer. She stood up and walked out of the room and onto the balcony that joined hers and the others' room.

She cautiously sat down on the balcony and leaned her back on the wall to look at the city in front of her. The city she'd grown up in and wished that she'd forgotten a long time ago. She outstretched one leg so it rested on the balcony in front of her and she let her foot brush the small patch of concrete that went past the balcony.

Every memory ran through her head. Her homicidal brother, her dead parents who had left her with him, her caring boyfriend who protected her, all the people who despised her, all the people who liked and protected her, the dodgy part of town she called home, all the happy times that were completely outweighed by the bad ones. She shook her head angrily to get them out of her head.

It's ancient history she told herself angrily. That isn't my life anymore.

The more she tried to push it out of her head the more memories came and her mind seemed to dart around one memory in particular.

Flashback

She was standing in a street and was watching a white van moving away from her. The black-haired boy sitting in it put a piece of paper against the window with the words 'I'll come back for you' written on it.

End of flashback

He never came back. She knew he cared but he never came back. She suddenly realized that she wasn't alone.

'If you're planning to push me just do it because it's what I could really do with right now, but if you're not then go away,' she said quickly.

'And you want someone to push you because?' she heard someone ask monotonously and she instantly knew it was Kai.

This is the last thing I need she thought. Why can't I just shut up for once? Maybe him being here will take my mind off things...

He walked towards her and stood beside her.

'No reason,' she replied finally. Her delayed reaction told him she was lying.

'Tell me,' he said firmly.

'It's alright,' she persuaded him. 'I'm fine, really.'

'No you're not,' he told her confidently.

She sighed. 'Look,' she began. 'I'm not okay, but going over it won't help.' She looked at him expecting a reply but he said nothing. 'What?' she asked. She was getting slightly agitated. She sighed angrily. 'Why should you care anyway?' Silence. 'Look, I know my life wasn't nearly as hard as yours but at least I didn't let everything bad that happened to me change who I am.'

At that precise moment, at the speed of light, he moved closer to her and kissed her. It didn't last long, only a second or two, but it was a kiss.

What just happened? she asked herself uncertainly. Should I ask him or should I give him the benefit of the doubt? No, I'll give him the benefit of the doubt, I must admit I do feel a bit better.

She stood up and made her way back to the open door that led to her room. She stopped. 'Thanks for making me feel better,' she muttered just loud enough for him to hear