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I awoke with the smell of bacon and sausages. It had been three days since we arrived at Champlain Place. Dr. Smith had given us clothes, brushes, deodorant, toothbrushes, etc. Trying to make us feel "at home". Knowing breakfast was first come first serve, and two developing male werewolves (even though one was a hybrid), I had to get up. I had asked for darker coloured clothes and happily, that's what I got. I grabbed pair of jeans, a black tank top and a grey over the head sweater. Quickly I put them on and raced downstairs. As soon as I hit the ground floor, my mouth watered.

"Get your hands off my plate, Cato Lennox!" Daire was up, meaning I was the last one to arrive.

I had remembered the next day to ask Daire about what was going on. She admitted her and Cato had been secretly together for a few weeks.

"I wanted to tell you but we didn't want you and Tobias to feel awkward." Daire said. I gave her a hug and told her I was happy for them.

I leaned against the wall and looked at my friends. Dr. Smith and her idiots were nowhere in sight. Cato and Daire held hands on top of the table while they ate. Tobias sat on the counter, barely touching his food. I felt guilty. After he had tried to kiss me the other night, I had actively tried to avoid him. I would ignore him when he would talk to me. If I was playing soccer in the backyard and he would try to join, I would go inside. I didn't know what else to do. I was still upset with him for it all. I would never tell him that he scared me.

I wanted him to be mine again but I'd hurt him. It wasn't going-

"Hey Em, what cha staring at?" Cato asked, bringing me out of my thoughts. Tobias's head snapped up and for a millisecond, we made eye contact. I looked away.

"Nothing. Any sausages left?" I slide in the chair across from Daire. A plate is placed beside me and I stiffened.

I didn't even hear him get off the counter.

"Here I saved you some. I know it's your favourite." Tobias said in a small voice.

God I'm such a bitch. Stop being a bitch!

"Um no it's fine. I'm not hungry. I'll get something later." I rose from the table and pushed past him. I guess I can't stop being a bitch.

I've hurt him so much. He'll never want me back. Good. He deserves better than me.

My eyes started filling with tears. I wished my siblings were here, making fun of me. Or my parents being over protective. Or hell, even Aunt Tori and Uncle Simon while they're arguing. Anything that felt normal.

A hand grabbed my shoulder and spun me around. I looked right into Tobias's pain-filled eyes. I jerked my shoulder out from under his hand.

"What?" I asked through my teeth.

"You owe me a huge explanation. Now. No running away or ignoring me." Tobias sounded pissed.

Good maybe he'll hate me now.

I shrugged and gestured towards the living room. As soon as he was in, I was going to book it upstairs and lock myself in my room.

"You first." Tobias swung his hand towards the room himself. He knew my plan.

Of course he knows your plan! He's your best friend! Plus that's the plan you used when you wanted him to kis-

I cut that thought off and walked into the living room. I stayed standing as Tobias sat at the end of the couch.

"Have a seat." He tried for nice but I knew him too well. He was hurt and mad. So I walked to the chair on the other side of the room and plunked down. A look of disbelief crossed his face but it was gone and replaced with sternness.

"Why don't you come over here? More comfortable than that chair. Warmer too, closer to the radiator." Tobias looked at the giant ugly metal thing sticking out of the wall. I lifted my legs onto the chair and placed them cross-legged.

"I'm fine."
"Hard to talk to you over there across the room." Tobias tried to soften his expression but like I said, I knew him too well. He still looked hurt. I just shrugged my shoulders once again. He didn't try to hide the hurt this time. He was playing the pity card. I had to bite my tongue from begging for forgiveness. I knew he would forgive me but with a price. A kiss. I had to play the bitchy card and try to make him hate me. It was the only way to stay safe. Who knew what the Edison Group could use against us.

"What do you want?" I asked, trying to sound rude.

"I want to know why you've been ignoring me ever since I tried to kiss you." I flinched at how calmly he said that. Like it was no big deal that he wanted to kiss his ex girlfriend.

"I'm talking to you now, aren't I?" Tobias gave a look and I knew I had to explain. I sighed and readjusted my position, to face him better.

"Yes I've been ignoring you because you tried to kiss me."

"Why? Why didn't you want me to kiss you? Do you not love me still?" My heart felt like it was stabbed a million times, "don't lie to me." Tobias pleaded.

I have to at least tell him some of the truth.

"I just thought you hated me. It'd be… Easier if you did." I couldn't look him in the eye. Mine refill with tears.

Why am I crying so much here?!

I felt hands on my knees and I was startled.

"Em, look at me." Tobias whispered. I shook my head and he sighed.

"Emily Jo, I couldn't hate you. It would be impossible. Physically and mentally impossible," his hand grabbed mine and I stiffened, "Yeah it may have been easier if our breakup had gone poorly but that's not how it went. I still love you. Don't try and shush me or say I'm wrong because I'm not. I know you still feel something for me." Tobias waited for me to say something but I couldn't. I could only watch the single tear fall and hit our hands. My heart had done leaps and flips when he said he still loved me. I didn't know what to say, so I sat there with my head down staring at our hands, still together.

"Emily Jo!" Cato called from the hall. I pulled our hands apart and awkwardly leapt over the side of the chair. Tobias didn't try and stop me.