Disclaimer: Nope, still don't own them. I have a Conner Barbie though – does that count?
the real vampire: As I took so long to post the last chappie I've decided to post this one now. Oooh the title I know! Who hates who and why? Evil grin, well I guess you're just going to have to read on to find out!
Claire: And now it gets really good……
(the real vampire, looking indignant: What! You mean it wasn't good before? Honestly, there's no pleasing some people!)
Claire: HEY!I never ever ever said anything bad about the your stories, with one exception, TRAITOR! lol
the real vampire: P.S You have to thank Claire for posting this as I hit a problem. Quite a few actually and the problem stems from the title of chapter 4. Embarrassing as this is to admit - I can't get onto my own chapter from the school computers because, and I quote, it 'contains prohibited words or it has exceeded its tolerance of questionable words.' Oops, never mind. You're lucky - I have back up. So a HUGE thank you goes to Claire!
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So… interesting title hmm? Read on to see what happens! And if you want, you can tell me what you think at the end by pressing the little button in the left-hand corner of your screen. Go on, you know you want to! Hee hee, here's chapter six, enjoy…
I Hate You
The next morning the Conner and Kira turned up at the Cyberspace to find Ethan retelling yesterday's eventful start, with much embellishment. As soon as he saw the two lovebirds, especially the expression on Kira's face, he quickly shut up, but the smirk remained.
"Aw leave them alone," Hayley said with a smile, giving Ethan a clip around the ear. "It's about time," she remarked to the two of them.
"What do you mean?" Kira asked.
"Oh come on, don't tell me neither of you felt anything before the Prom? We could all see the way you danced around each other. It was obvious that something was going to happen between you two… either love or murder! I'm glad you chose love; murder could have been a bit messy."
Conner laughed at that and pulled Kira close, "I'd never hurt Kira," he said firmly, putting his arm around her. "She might physically abuse me, but I still love her for it."
Dr. O visibly winced, "Too much information Conner."
Conner looked puzzled as the others began to laugh. Seeing the oblivious look on her boyfriend's face, Kira couldn't help but join in. "Huh? What's so funny?" Conner said, setting everyone off into hysterics. Kira whispered something in Conner's ear, and his eyes went wide. Blushing furiously he muttered, "I didn't mean it like that."
"But I did," Kira said softly, causing Conner to turn an even deeper shade of red. Dr. O, Ethan and Hayley stared at her in shocked silence, but Kira just smiled at them sweetly.
They were interrupted by Trent bringing over some drinks. He was pointedly ignoring Conner and Kira, and there was an uncomfortable silence until he had left. Kira tried to catch his eye, but he wouldn't look at her. Conner got up and kissed her swiftly on the cheek, "I've got to go now babe, soccer practice."
Kira whacked him on the arm, "How many times do I have to tell you; don't call me 'babe'."
"See what I mean about physical abuse," he appealed to the others, causing Dr. O to choke on the sip of smoothie he had just taken. "I'll see you this evening, about five?"
Kira smiled up at him, "Of course." After giving her another quick kiss he grabbed his bag and left for practice.
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Conner checked his watch for what seemed like the hundredth time since practice had begun. Only four' o'clock. Normally soccer flew by but today it was moving like a snail, unlike Conner himself who was still speeding up and down the pitch accompanied by the yells of the coach. The state final was in a couple of days and the team was training hard. During a water break, Conner checked his watch again. Four twenty. He sighed.
"Need to be somewhere important?" Conner spun around to find himself face to face with the coach.
"No sir," Conner gulped.
"Well you've been checking your watch every five seconds for the past two hours so I assumed you want to be somewhere else?" As Conner tried to formulate a suitable reply the coach smiled at him, "Go on, you've done more than your share of work today. I'm sure the team can finish training without their star. Just promise me you'll be more focused come Thursday?"
Conner grinned, "Always coach." With that he took off for the changing rooms.
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Kira was at home waiting when the doorbell rang. With a smile she flung it open, "Got out of practice early then?" she said, but the smile froze when she saw not Conner's trademark grin, but Trent's serious face.
"Can I come in?" he asked.
"Why?" Kira replied warily.
Trent sighed, "I want to know where we stand."
"Where we stand?" Kira repeated, her voice turning icy. "Trent there is no 'we'. You made that quite clear on Prom night when you walked out while I was on stage."
"I needed some air so you hooked up with Conner?"
"Needed some air? You didn't come back! You left me in the middle of the most important gig of my life." Tears formed in Kira's eyes. "I liked you Trent, I really liked you, but that night made me realise how much Conner means to me. He's been there for me since all this started, supported me, helped me, protected me."
"What and I haven't?" Trent snapped back. "What has Conner done for you that I haven't?"
"He hasn't tried to kill me for starters," Kira shot back, her temper flaring. There was silence as her word hit home. "Oh gods Trent, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean…"
"No I understand," Trent said quietly and turned to leave.
Kira grabbed his arm, "I didn't mean that. I know all that wasn't your fault. Look, how about you come in and we talk things through, sensibly."
Trent nodded and followed her into the house, shutting the door behind him.
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Conner walked out of the changing rooms and straight into Krista.
"Hey," he smiled, but was cut off by a stinging slap to his face.
"How dare you," she hissed at him. "After all that trouble you ditch me on Prom night for some wannabe rock star."
"I…"
"I don't want to hear it Conner. Well, I hope you two are very happy together, you make quite the handsome couple I've heard. I knew you wouldn't change Conner," she spat and with that turned and walked off, leaving a stunned Conner behind her.
He shook his head and sighed. He did feel bad for leaving Krista the way he had but not sorry. He loved Kira, not Krista, and she was just going to have to accept that. Picking up his bag off the floor from where he had dropped it in shock, he began to walk to his girlfriend's house, to the woman he loved.
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"So that's it?" Trent said softly. He had spent the last hour quietly listening to Kira explaining to him why she loved Conner, and what had happened between them. "We're over?"
Kira sighed quietly, "We never really had much to begin with."
Trent nodded and stood, "Well I better be off. We're still friends right?"
Kira smiled and led him to the door, "Of course. We've been through too much together not to be!"
Kira followed him out onto the veranda and smiled as he turned to face her. They stood there for a long minute, looking deeply into each other's eyes, then they both leaned in at the same time. Their lips met in a gentle kiss that began to gather momentum, becoming more passionate.
They were interrupted by a familiar masculine voice asking "Kira?" She sprang away from Trent and turned to see Conner standing at the end of her path, an expression of horror and pain on his face.
"Conner it's not what you…" she said quickly, feeling colour rush to her cheeks. Conner didn't wait, he just turned and ran. "Conner!" she yelled after him, but he didn't stop, instead, at her cry, he went into his super speed and was gone.
Tears sprung to her eyes as she looked at Trent. He had a smirk on his face, "Well you've still got me," he said.
"Get away from me," she hissed and, shoving him back, ran off in the direction Conner had taken.
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It soon became clear that she could not catch him up, so instead she thought about where he would be. Then it came to her, the beach. The place he had said he always went to when he needed to think or just get away from it all. The place he had taken no other girl but her.
As she approached the beach, she could make out Conner's powerful figure silhouetted against the fading light. "Conner," Kira ran up to where he stood, staring out at the breaking waves. He didn't answer her, or even acknowledge her presence as she slowed down and walked up behind him.
"Conner I'm so sorry," she said, "I didn't…"
"Save it Kira. I don't want to hear it," Conner said harshly before turning to face her.
Kira took a step back, seeing the pain in Conner's hazel eyes. He only looked at her for a moment, before turning away again.
"Conner…"
"I hate you Kira," he whispered, looking firmly into the distance.
"What?" She reached out to put her hand on his arm, but he shrugged her off.
"You heard me, I hate you. I don't care if I never see you again. I don't want to ever see you again," he said, his voice breaking. He looked back at her. Kira was horrified to see unshed tears shining in his eyes, highlighted by the brilliant sunset. "I hate you," he whispered again, before turning and disappearing in a flash as he used his super speed to get away from the woman who had broken his heart.
Kira just stared after him; the enormity of what Conner had said barely sinking in. Then she covered her face with her hands and began to cry, "But I love you Conner," she sobbed brokenly to the silent evening.