A/N: Gomen if I haven't updated sooner! I had a lot of things to do, but now here I am, presenting another chapter! Yay! I finished Jak3 (again) hehe . . . , skipped the ending . . . (it still bugs me. Every time I see it I get the urge to . . . grr! wrings Ashelin's neck ) Oh yea, thanks to those of you that reviewed (I was hoping to get more). But anyway, here's chapter . . . um . . . 2!

Disclaimer: neither of the characters from Jak and Daxter, Jak 2, nor Jak 3, belong to me.

Redemption

Chapter 2- Heartache

Keira's POV:

I woke up due to the sun's rays, blinding me. Ack! Who opened the window? I looked around. I was in the same place I was last night. The couch. Torn was on the floor. Wait . . . Torn? What was he doing here?

Now I remember. Was daddy home yet? I stood up and headed upstairs to check if he was. No Dad. Hmmm. . . . I guess he decided to stay at Daxter's place.

I went back downstairs to see Torn fluffing the cushions. Strange of him. I never considered him as a . . . 'neat freak'. He must have sensed my presence because he looked up and gave me a smile.

"Hey, good morning," he said in a husky voice. Does he always sound like that? Sexy I mean? Huh? Sexy? I shook my head at these thoughts and smiled back.

"Hey," That was all I can say? I guess I ran out of things to say last night. I remember talking to him about all kinds of stuff. My childhood . . . my life in Sandover Village . . . my life with Jak before that . . . woman . . . took him away. I remember him telling me about his life too. How he had been a Krimzon Guard, how he saw those . . . horrible things . . . happening to his people, because of the Baron. After that we told jokes, and made fun of things. Mostly Daxter. But I wouldn't consider Daxter as a 'thing.'

Maybe we were doing it for revenge. Not toward Daxter though. I remember telling Torn mean stuff about Jak. His embarrassing moments to be exact. I should have felt bad but, . . . I didn't.

I looked back at Torn. He is still standing there . . . silent. I remained the same way too.

"Thank you, Torn," I finally said. Well what was I supposed to do? The silence was unbearable. Kami, it was killing me! I had to say something. "You know . . . foe keeping me company."

He shrugged. "No problem"

I didn't know how it happened, but the next thing I knew, I was in his arms, and I was hugging him. I felt his arms wrap around me as he returned my hug. We stayed in each other's arms for a while before I finally pulled back.

He gave me a grin. "I guess I better be going then."

I nodded. I wonder if he's still going to talk to me after today. I didn't know. I didn't want to ask him either.

"Are you doing anything this afternoon?" he asked while opening the front door.

I smiled and shook my head. "Nope."

"Good. I'll come by later."

"Sure." I watched as him heading out the door. He gave a little wave before closing the door. I sank back in the couch and sighed.

Torn's POV:

I smiled as I headed out Keira's door. Hey, don't get me wrong. I'm not thinking perverted thoughts about her . . .I'm just surprised is all. Surprised about what? I . . . I . . . I don't know! Get away from me stupid conscience! I didn't do anything wrong, damn you!

Ok . . . weird. Why am I cursing at myself? Never mind that. Let's get back to the story. Anyway, as I said before:

I smiled as I headed out Keira's door. I took out my keys and started for my hovercraft. I could feel my mouth twitching at the sight in front of me.

There, leaning casually against my hovercraft was that . . . asshole . . . Jak. What the hell was he doing here anyway? Maybe he came to make amends with Keira. I felt something boiling inside of me. Was it anger? I suddenly felt the desire to protect Keira from this . . . this . . . jerk. Ooooh nice one Torn. I mean, seriously, jerk? There goes that thing in my head again.

I must have been scowling because I suddenly heard Jak chuckling. "What's the matter?" he asked. "Didn't she satisfy you last night?"

What the hell? Did he think we had "that" last night? What is he implying? That Keira is a whore? "She's not like that."

He smirked. "Whatever Tattooed Wonder"

I shook my head and pushed him out of the way. This wasn't Jak. Jak wouldn't say things about his friend or girlfriend . . . But what did I know?

I glared at him and started my engine.

"Hey Torn," I heard him say. "Bye"

I didn't say anything. I looked back at him, and saw . . . the anger in his eyes. He was furious with me. Why? I decided to leave my questions unanswered. I drove off leaving that bastard in front of Keira's house. Keira.

Jak's POV:

I watched as Torn flew off into the distance. I gritted my teeth and glanced at Keira's door. Keira . . . I hurt her. I know that. I guess I should've told her about me and Ashelin. She hates my guts now. I can tell. I saw the way she looked at me last night.

All this time, I have been lying to her. Ever since I moved into the Baron's palace after the defeat of the metal head leader. That was when I started falling for Ashelin. I should have told her about it then. If I had, she probably won't be in so much pain right now. Pain that I caused.

Feh. I say I lost all my feelings for her. So why am I feeling this way? Why does seeing Torn and her together make me so angry? Why do I miss her terribly? It doesn't matter now. It's over between us.

Keira's POV:

The doorbell rang a few minutes after Torn left. It must be daddy. I got up from the couch and opened the door. I wished at that moment I hadn't. I felt my heart constricting with pain at the mere sight of him. He was so handsome . . . my Jak.

I tried to close the door in his face, but he pushed the door before I could. "Keira . . ." The way he said my name . . . I lost it. I tentatively pushed the door open and led him inside. I dared not look at him.

"Can we talk?" he asked.

I nodded. I sat on the couch, and I felt him sitting beside me. He took my chin in his hand, lifting my gaze to meet his.

"I'm sorry," he started. I pulled away from him. I knew it. I knew he was gonna say that.

"Spare me," I said. "Just get it over with and tell me you don't love me."

I heard him sigh. He was silent for a minute, before he said, "I don't love you anymore." I could feel my world crumbling.

Tears started flowing from my eyes. "When?" I managed to ask.

"What?"

"When did you stop loving me Jak?"

"I don't know . . . Look Keira . . . can you forgive me? Can we still be friends?"

Friends? My chin trembled, and I let out a sob. I shook my head no and told him to leave. "Get out Jak. Please."

I heard him sigh. I heard him stand up and leave. Leave out of my life forever.

I felt more tears streaming down my face. My heart ached so much. I took the nearby vase and slammed it against the wall. I hugged my knees to my chest and cried my heart out. I knew everything had changed between me and Jak. We were no longer lovers nor friends. My life was over.

END

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