Talk To Me About Your Life

A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update this second chapter! I kinda lost interest in this story for a while...but yesterday I finally found out what I was going to write while I was working on The Time To Heal, the continuation of Thin Bond.

Chap2

"So uh there's only Jess, my little sister. She's almost fourteen." Well that's a start. Scott thought.

"Oh. Are you close to her?"

"Yeah, very. I'd do anything for her. She's the person I love the most in the world."

"That's great. And what about your parents? Are you close to them too?" Scott asked looking over at her. He noticed she had tensed up and wore any expressions on her face. He waited for about a minute, and still nothing. It was like she was paralysed. "Shelby, you okay?" He drew her a bit closer and took her hands. "Shel? Are you still with me?"

"Yes, I'm here."

"I asked you something."

"I know."

"So?"

"I already told you Scott." She sighed sternly. "They're like all the others parents."

"But…you haven't told me anything about them. Do you have a good relationship with them? Or are they the reason why you're here?"

"I don't think I have to answer your questions Scott. You don't have to know about my parents to know who I am."

"I know…I just thought…"

"What? What did you thought? Uh? That I was going to tell you everything about me?"

"No. But you know there's a difference between knowing everything and nothing about someone."

"Well, why don't you take what I just told you? This isn't enough for you to know that I have a sister and two parents!"

"I wanna know more, and understand why you're here. You haven't told me a thing about the reasons why you're here either."

"Maybe I don't want to." She said harshly, looking down at their hands still intertwined. Scott followed her gaze and pulled his hands away from hers. She heard him sigh and looked up at his face.

"That's it. Look; I tried and tried with you. But still, you don't want to open up or get any help, even from Peter. And I'm tired of this. I'm tired of you saying the others don't know what life is. I'm done with you from now." Scott got up mad and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Shelby said panicked of the idea of losing him. "You want to know? I'll tell you then." Scott turned around confused at her change of mind.

"I don't want you to tell me because I want to. I want you to tell me because you wanna tell me." He said walking back towards her. He stood up a few seconds and finally sat back beside her.

"What's the difference here?"

"Shel, don't play mind games with me. Do you want it or not?" Shelby looked taken aback and took his question in reflection. She really didn't want to tell him about what had happened with Walt and in the streets. He would never understand; he was a guy after all. She soon felt Scott's eyes on her and looked up at him tears flowing down her cheeks.

"I'm sorry Scott, I am so sorry but I-I don't think I'm ready. I'm sorry." She began crying a little louder and Scott noticed her body was shaking a bit. He wrapped an arm around her shoulder feeling a little guilty for pushing her telling him her dark secrets.

"Okay. I understand you're reluctant of telling me. But you know I would never hurt you, do you?"

"You can't say that Scott. You don't know what you're talking about." Shelby wiped her tears with the back of her coat sleeve and sighed.

"It can't be that terrible, can it?" Scott tried again, but softly this time.

"If only you knew…"

"So, uh…do you want to go back now or enjoy your time with me?"

"That depends of what fun we can have…" She said slyly. Scott wondered how she was able to switch moods so quickly.

"Like it." Scott smiled at her and drew a bit closer to her. He slowly leaned over and his lips met hers in a deep but sweet kiss. They eventually pulled away from each other and Scott stroked her cheek softly. "I am sorry for pushing you earlier…if we hadn't been in the dorm together when there was the storm, I am pretty sure I still wouldn't have told anyone." Scott admitted, painfully remembering that night. Of course he had opened his heart to Shelby and that was a good thing. But still, it was hard.

"Thank you Scott." He heard Shelby finally say. He knew she was sincere from then.

"Just promise me."

"What?"

"Just that one day you'll tell me."

"I promise you." Shelby kissed him on the cheek and got up. "Goodnight Cowboy."

"Goodnight Shel." Scott said remaining on the bench and watching her leave the docks to return to the dorms.

End of Story! Sorry that was so bad! But I absolutely wanted to finish this one!

Please R&R if you find the time!