Hey guys, I'm back. Yay. There's a recap of my story in the last chapter (just in case you need it). So I'm going to cut this AN short and onto what you guys have been so amazingly patient for.

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Stark

Seeing Zoey walk away with that guy annoyed me, but it was because I was worried. He came out of nowhere. He hurt Zoey, badly. That much I figured out. She wouldn't have been that upset if he didn't.

I was so wrapped up with the things going on in my head. It wasn't until I felt the weight of her hand on my shoulder, that I notice Jane standing by me. Jane then cautiously spoke, "James what's wrong? Who was that guy?" She asked me questions that I couldn't really answer.

Looking towards the area where Zoey disappeared into, I finally responded. "I don't know, but whoever the hell he is, I swear. If he hurts her, he better not show his face around me." With my fist clenched at my sides, I stood there getting more pissed by the minute. I had them held so tight, that my skin stretched white over the bone.

Jane grabbed my right hand and smoothed it out. Patting it, she smirked and explained, "James you need to be logical. There's nothing you can do right now so just go sit with the rest of us. We'll all wait for her, together."

I had to smile at that one. "Out of all the things you could try to give me advice on, you tell me to be logical. We're twins for a reason. Being logical isn't one of our best strengths." Dropping my hand and rolling her eyes she told me, "Whatever. Just come on already." She could be so moody. Then again, mentioning or reminding her of anything that she thought was a weakness never helped either. I gave her our cocky grin to try and smooth things out with her.

Reading into my look she just shrugged her shoulders and smiled back. But it was only a small grin. I stared at Jane as she stared right back at me. In all of her silence, I could see the concern that clouded her identical features. Jane wasn't one to show her emotions, but when she did, it was because they were too much for her to keep bottled up. That's when she concerned me the most.

Sighing, I tried to reassure her. "Okay Jane. Fine… you're right."

She genuinely smirked. "Aren't I always?" Before messing with my hair to make it stick out in all crazy directions, she told me two words, "Pay back." Laughing she headed back with everyone. Shaking my head, I would never really understand how she could just shut off or change her emotions as fast as she did. Maybe crazy just runs in the family. Looking back for Zoey one last time, I hoped that guy wouldn't give me a reason to kill him.

Zoey

I followed Heath into a hallway that was secluded from everyone else. It had separated the Old Navy store to the right and F.Y.E to the left. Stopping, he turned around to look at me. There was a big gap between us. He started off by saying "Zoey listen…", but I cut him off.

I couldn't really hold anything back. Now I was basically on the brink of tears. "Why Heath?"

"Zoey I swear it meant nothing. I was wasted that day."

I was tired of being weak, tired of his excuses but when I spoke, my voice was surprisingly calm. "My life's been scarred since that day Heath. After what happened at that party. No one even believed me." Feeling so vulnerable, I put my arms around myself as if it could erase everything bad that had happened.

He tried to close some of the distance between us, but I back away. I couldn't even look at him anymore. It hurt too much. "Zo, I believed you."

At that moment something in me must have snapped. Jerking my head up, I laughed. The creepy thing was that I couldn't even recognize it. There was something so haunting about it. Looking back at him, I sneered, "Yeah. You believed me so much that you stuck around to find out the truth."

Just before I looked away from him I saw him just stare at me. Now he was mad. As if he had the right to be angry. Especially at me. "If you don't remember correctly, it was you who pushed me away Zoey."

Furious tears continued to pour down my face. The anger was still there but I refused to look at him. "And you have the nerve to wonder why. You still have her around! Nothing's changed!"

"It's not like that Zo! I didn't choose for Kayla to come. She just tags along. What am I supposed to do?"

Taking a deep breath, I summed up the courage to look back at him. I could see that he truly was confused and hurt too. One minute I was so angry at him and then next, I could feel sorry for him. It was so hard. So confusing. More of a whisper I said "Always the gentlemen." As I slowly shook my head, my face was finally beginning to be tear-free.

Closing some of the distance between us I said, "You're right. I did push you away. But I was hurt Heath. What was I supposed to do? Why should I have stood with you?" Pleading I asked questions that were probably never going to be answered.

His silence proved that I was right. But then, to my surprise, he proved me wrong. "I know that one of the reasons why you pushed me away was because I drank and partied a lot but I've changed since then. I'm not the same jerk that I use to be."

Sticking his hands in his pockets, he then took out a pack of Kleenex. With a little boyish grin, he handed them to me. "Here Zo, I'm pretty sure you want them right now." Just like old times. I couldn't stop the little smile that spread across my face.

"Heath, you were never a jerk. At least, not on purpose."

"Zo can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, of course." It shouldn't have been my response, but it was hard not to say it.

"I'm not a big fan of books and stuff, but why did you drop out of school?"

For the first time in months I laughed with Heath near me. At first his eyebrows furled in confusion but then something else capture it. Smiling he told me "I've really missed your laugh." That sobered me up a bit. Grabbing my hands, he said "I'm so sorry Zo. I should have been there for you. I was a crappy friend and an even crappier boyfriend. What I did was really stupid. Do you think you could ever forgive me?"

With his hands in mine, it felt like how everything used to be. If I was honest with myself, I could admit that I missed him. But everything was different. I was Marked now; more importantly he didn't know about it and I already knew too well what he would do. I wasn't in any rush to hear the horrible names that would probably come out if he did know.

Looking at our hands together made me realize two things. One: I still cared about him. Two: He couldn't be in my life anymore. And that question. How does a person answer it? I really didn't know so I decide to try and avoid it. "Heath, are you crazy I didn't drop out, I… um… transferred."

"You transferred?"

"Yep."

"Where?"

I was kind of surprise that he didn't get it. Normally everyone knew what high school they were going to since diapers. Broken Arrow's South Intermediate High School was the only "normal" one we had on our side of town. "Does it really matter?"

Taking my hands out from his, I turned away. I didn't have the guts to say anything to his face. Nervously I tucked the strands that were in my face behind my ear.

"Zoey what's wrong?"

"Umm… Heath… Listen… I…," then at that instant I knew that there was only one thing to say; something that I never had a chance to say before. Turning back around, I looked right at his face, and said " Goodbye."

I was about to walk away, but he got a hold of my shoulders. "Whoa, Zoey. What are you talking about?"

"Heath you're not the only one who's changed."

"Zo, I don't care if you've changed."

"You're just saying that because you don't know."

Taking a step back he truly looked at me. It wasn't the perverted - I'm checking you out- kind of look. He was finally realizing something wasn't the same as before. I wasn't the same as before or so I thought.

Shrugging, he then said "Trust me, you look more like yourself. I never thought I'd see the normal you again. I know that I don't have right to want to - not after what I did - but now I have the chance and you can't get rid of me that easy."

Sighing I tried to reason with him which wouldn't be easy at all, especially after he had decided on something. Nothing could really change his mind after that. He was always stubborn that way. "I'm not trying to get rid of you, but we can't be together."

As if he were a little kid who wanted his way he told me, "Ya we can. Just come back with me."

Shaking my head, "It's not that easy Heath."

With a laidback tone his response was predictable. "It is. You're just making it harder."

Gently grabbing my hand he had me look at him. "The way I see it, it's pretty simple Zo."

Then he stood there for a few seconds that felt like forever. "It's because of that guy right?"

For the third time I took my hands out of his. I started to pace around. "No. Even if Stark wasn't in my life, I can't be with you." Stopping right in front of him, I continued as I waved my hand in the space between us to emphasis my point. "We can't go back to the way things used to be." He gave me this look – one that only I knew. Especially when he was finally sober enough to talk to me days after he partied. It was the one when he felt so lost; so out of control and confused. This time I hated to be the one to make him feel that way but it was inevitable if I didn't want him to know about me. Thank goddess he hadn't figured it out either.

"Stark. So that's his name."

Sighing I was just so annoyed. He thought I was choosing Stark over him. "Out of all the things that can sink in your head, it would be his name. I really don't get guys sometimes. It's like you're not even listening to anything I'm saying." I need him to understand but he wouldn't even look at me. "It's not about choosing him or you. It's about choosing my new life over my old one." And still he kept looking everywhere but me. "Fine. You won't listen to me so then I guess I have to show you."

That caught his attention. "Zo?"

"Don't say I didn't try to warn you." I wiped off the concealer from my forehead. "I've been Marked." As I continued to wipe the rest of my face all of my facial tattoos were clearly visible now. Shocked he stood there stunned speechless. I wouldn't just stand there and wait to hear him call me a freak. Call it the coward's way out, but I ran. Before I reached the doors I pulled Stark's hoodie back up to conceal my face. Pushing the doors open, I headed to a place that I once called home.

Stark

I couldn't sit still, so I paced around. The guy's friends were waiting for him, but across on the other side far away from us. Jane wasn't sitting either, but she was able to stay in one place. Again she was able to do something that I couldn't. Looking at her I saw the exact moment when she jerked her head to the right. "James, look."

Turning around, I saw him walk up to his group of friends, but Zoey was nowhere in sight. By the look on his face the reunion didn't seem to go well which meant something was wrong with Zoey. Before anyone could say anything else to me, I headed straight toward the guy and his group. Jane of course was right behind me. Reaching him I grabbed him by his shirt and turned him around. His face was pale as hell.

"Where is she? What the hell happened?"

"James, relax okay." Deciding to listen to Jane, I let him go. Behind me I heard the rest of the gang finally catch up. He opened his mouth, but not a sound came out. When he was finally able to speak, it was a faint whisper and one sentence that scared the crap out of me. "She's one of you." For those few seconds I could have sworn my heart stop beating.

Whispering to me Jane said, "James, he saw Zoey's Markings. Crap that can't be good." Looking at him I tried, but failed to sound calm. I tried again with a bit more of success. With my jaw clamped tight, slowly I asked "Where. Is. She?" All he did was stare at me, like I had some disease. Then for a split second his eyes skimmed over from where he had come from. Then I got it. Heading toward the west wing exit, I figured Zoey must have left from there.

About a foot from the door, Jane came out of nowhere with her arms spread wide open and blocked my exit. "James stop being stupid and think."

"There's nothing to think about. I need to find Zoey."

"See, that's just it. What if she doesn't want to be found? Maybe she just needs some time ALONE." I could hear foots steps behind us as everyone else finally caught up to us. Again.

Breathless, Erin said "You two really need..."

"Ta stop doing that." Shaunee finished for her.

Nervously Stevie Rae asked, "Where's Zoey?"

"What the hell's going on anyway?" Erin then said. I don't have time to deal with this crap.

Ignoring everyone but Jane, I told her, "You've already put two and two together. That guy didn't just freak out for the hell of it. He saw her marks."

A whole bunch of "What's" came out of everyone but over all of them Damien was the one to speak out. "But she's not supposed to show them. It's against school policy. There will be no telling what will happen if the Vamps found out."

Giving Jane a dirty look I told her, "Which is why I should be out there. Now."

"James a lot has happened to her and she's probably doesn't' want to be reminded of it all. You showing up is definitely a reminder of all that change."

"What's wrong with you? Normally we're on the same page but fine. Screw it. I'm going and I need you to move."

"Well Stark, things have change. Things you wouldn't really know about - especially since you've left." Even if at first she said them with such malice, the look on her face after it all came out made it clear that she regretted every word. But still was that how it really was? Did she hate me? What was she talking about? What changed? And why did she always call me Stark when she's pissed? What was that supposed to mean?

During our arguments, everyone knew to stay out of it. Logan spoke up though. "Jane."

Sighing she replied immediatly. "I know." Looking back at me she look a bit embarrassed."Look, I say words that just come rambling out without thinking. Sorry. That was a low blow. I was stupid to say that, but you can be a stubborn idiot sometimes. You know that right?"

Sighing I nodded.

"I'm going to help you though." Moving aside to unblock the doors, she finished by tell me. "Go. I'll catch up."

Placing my hand on her shoulder, for a brief moment I looked at my twin and realized she had changed. More grown up and mature from the last time I had seen her. "Thanks."

Smiling she said, "Oh stop being all sappy and find your damn girlfriend." Then again, some things never changed. As I opened the doors, I heard Jane barking orders to everyone, but I wouldn't worry about them. Jane had it covered. Running to anywhere as fast as I possibly could, I had to find Zoey. I didn't know what would happen now that her tattoos were uncovered and she was alone. With new urgency, I pushed myself to run even faster. I would stay out all night, all morning, and run all over the town. I just had to find her. I just had to.

Sorry this chapter should have been a lot longer (at least 2,000 more words) but I only had time to update this much. Hopefully you enjoyed it and thanks again to all my wonderful reviewers. You all are the best ever.

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