Disclaimer: Blah blah, same-old, same-old. Nothing belongs to me, including but not limited to: Characters, song lyrics, and settings. The end.

A/N: Ah, sorry everyone! I got a little lazy, and slacked off a bit. Sorry again!

Okies, um, I think Chap. 3 will be from Brightheart's POV. However, seeing that this is a songfic, I need a song for her. If you can, please suggest one you think is appropriate, and that would be GREATLY appreciated. Thanks!

Chapter 2:

He Hurt Me

Boy… Meets girl…

Daisy could almost see him. His ash-gray fur with snow-white splotches… His strong but lithe body… His loving nature towards her… And his brilliant blue eyes. The eyes that could look deep into her soul and unlock any secrets she tried to hide from him.

You were my dream, my world…

She had grown up with him. At first they were just friends, but as close as kin. But time passed. They both grew older—she into a beautiful beige wonder, and he into a handsome silver tom. He was the only one who understood her. She was the only one he could count on, for the world had turned its back on him. And they fell in love.

But I was blind…

But just as easily as they fell in love, Smoky fell out of it. Daisy remained loyal. She waited for him patiently. And then she found out about the kits. His kits… Their kits. And Daisy had even more reason to stay with Smoky. She told Smoky that day. "That's great," he'd said, and murmured a hollow-sounding "I love you." Daisy thought nothing of it. He'd said it, didn't he? she'd thought. He loves me. That's all that matters. But love blinds you to the truth.

You cheated on me from behind…

She'd been nearly as close to Floss as she had been with Smoky. Daisy told her everything. "Smoky… we've been drifting apart lately, Floss," Daisy remembered telling her. "And I don't know what to do. But when these kits come, Floss, we'll be as close as before. A father always loves his kits, right?" Floss had nodded, her eyes shining with pride, sympathy, affection, and a tinge of… guilt. The guilt passed as quickly as it had come, and Daisy wasn't sure whether it was there to begin with. She'd thought nothing of it.

But then the horrible news came. She woke up one night to make dirt, and she heard whispered voices coming from a dark corner of the barn. Her head still drowsy with sleep, she crept silently forward to investigate it. She was close enough to make out Floss and Smoky's voices.

"Smoky! Daisy will be hurt—she already is, from your neglecting of her. We can't go on with this!" That was unmistakably Floss.

"Yes we can! Floss, don't you see? I love you,not Daisy. That was in the past. We'll be together, Floss, and no one will change that. Not even Daisy."

"But the kits, Smoky! The kits! They did nothing! They will suffer for something they never did—they will have no father!"

"Yes, they will! I'll always be here, won't I?"

"Not in the true sense of the word, they won't. They won't have the love they should receive, or see their mother and father together. How will you bear it? How will I bear it? To know that my best friend's kits have no true father because I stole him away? How?"

"Oh, Floss…"

"And what about Daisy? She's my friend! How could I do this to her? Fall in love with the cat that should rightfully be her mate?"

"Shh! You'll wake Daisy. Floss, I love you. Do you love me?"

"Oh, help me, I do, I do. I shouldn't, but I do. I love you Smoky, but Daisy…"

"Shh," Smoky said again, gentler this time. "That's all that matters, Floss. The kits will come, but we'll find out what to do then. Until that time, though—"

"How could you do this to me?!" Smoky was broken off by Daisy revealing herself from the shadows. "Tell me! How could you? You were my mate, Smoky, and Floss—" she snarled her name"—you were my friend! How could you do this? All those words of care… Lies! All of them! Smoky! You said you loved me. You were glad for those kits! But all you care about is her! The kits mean nothing… I mean nothing… Both of you were supposed to be my family!!"

And with that, she turned from the two cats she'd known and trusted her entire life, and bounded away toward the darkness beyond the barn's open doors.

A/N: Hmm… now that I've finished it, do you think I should do the next chapter from Daisy's POV again? This doesn't seem too complete for Daisy and a start for Brightheart, but then again…

I also might be changing the title. It seems too plain, and doesn't fit very well. Any suggestions?

Once again, a song for Brightheart would be appreciated. Make sure to review! .

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