Hey, I hoped you've enjoyed the story so far. It's getting to the point, trust me. It's just making its way up to it. So be patient!

Disclaimer: I OWN CHARMED! No really I do!! NO, Not the padded room!! Oh please not the padded room!! I take it back!! I don't own it! I swear I don't! And if it'll make you any happier I NEVER will!!! Ohkay!! Can't a girl dream?

Now back to the story!

Last time: Is this all a big game to him?

Chapter 5

Staring into his eyes I felt my anger begin to slip away. And that made me hate him even more. (if it were possible) He drives me insane with fury, then somehow deflates it like it's nothing. I hate him! I swear I do! Damned if he wasn't so hot! Hot? Since when did I think he was hot? But now that I actually brought it up I couldn't honestly deny it. Him. With his dark features against his pale skin. I hate him. He can go to hell, and take his freaking good looks with him! What is this anyway? Drive Alisa over the deep end week… one guy at a time? I'm leaving, and if he ever comes near me again… I'll shove that very rock he banged me over my head with (you know the one) right down his throat! Don't think I won't!

"Alisa…." he said in a smooth, soothing voice followed by the whole 'sorry looking half smile' thing. I felt myself soften up some and my glare start to fade. No fair. He cheated. So… I slapped him. Hard. Right across his pretty little face. See him try to smile at me now. I felt so apologetic when a red outline of my hand began to take shape on his left cheek. "Travis," I could hardly help but to utter out. "Got your self quite a hit going on there." He tried to say coolly, acting as if it didn't hurt. But I knew it did. I could feel it. The pain against my face. It's always been like that. Anytime I ever caused someone pain physical or otherwise, I would feel it too. Just as they did. He was right though. I did hold quite a hit when needed be.

He held a shocked look as he reached out his hand and grazed it across my left cheek. Just like where I hit him. His touch stung. I grimaced not being a person who can tolerate pain well. (that is if I am a person. At this point I'm not quite sure) He quickly pulled his hand back without taking a step away. He was so close I could feel his breath against my face. I didn't know precisely how it happened, but soon after we were joined together in a kiss. A good kiss as some would say it. Not in a making out sense. Just the kind of kiss right between that and a quick peck on the cheek. A long yet short kiss. No tongue. (just for the record) A pretty nice first kiss I would say. That is if Mr. Waytts wasn't there.

Haha! How I just love to keep you guys hanging!! LoL….. nope I just ran out of time. Gotta finish homework and get ready for bed. Don't forget to read and review!!! If you don't you'll never know what happens cause I won't continue it! mwahaha! Evil little me.