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Sage and Dylan finally stopped at the store.

Dylan pulled out a hundred dollar bill,"Spend it."

Sage took the money, reached on her tippy- toes and kissed Dylan on the cheek,"Thank you so, so, so much. I'll pay you back."

"Don't worry about it."

"No, I'll pay you back. I hate it when boys pay for me,"said Sage.

Dylan laughed,"Get over it, because I'm paying."

Sage groaned,"Fiiiiiiinnnneeeee."

Dylan snorted,"Wow, you really don't like being spoiled do you."

Sage smiled,"Not really."

Dylan grinned,"Well, tonight you're going to be spoiled."

Sage rolled her eyes, but inside she felt warmth for this boy. He may be arrogant at times, but he seemed so kind to her. There was a chance she could really fall for this boy.

Dylan looked down at her,"You wanna start shopping?"

Sage smiled and nodded.

An hour later, Dylan had bout Sage fifteen new books, including the Hush, Hush series by Becca Fitzpatrick, The Summer I Turned Pretty series(I have some fanfics on these books. Check them out!) by Jenny Han, etc.

Sage clung to the books like they were a newborn child as they got into Dylan's ferrari. She must've thanked Dylan about a million times before he finally told her to shut up.

Dylan glanced at her and smiled,"I guess you really appreciate it, huh?"

Sage nodded witha smile pulling at her lips,"Yup."

Dylan then looked at his watch,"I guess I should get you home. It's already 11."

Sage's smile faded,"Yeah. My mom is gonna kill me."

Dylan smirked,"I don't think she'd get past me."

Sage playfully smacked his broad chest, but he caught her hand and brought it to his face. He smiled like he was in a trance and closed his eyes. He ran his own fingers over her knuckles, sendind chills through her body.

When Dylan opened his eye, They were bright with passion.

Sage gasped at the passion in them. It scared her a bit. No boy had ever looked at her like that. She never thought a boy ever would.

Dylan instantly snapped out of his trance,"What! What's wrong?"

Sage stared at him,"N-nothing."

Dylan then let go of her hand and turned straight toward the window. He started up the car and started driving.

Sage looked at him and said with worry,"Dylan."

No response.

"Dylan,"she tried again.

Nothing.

"Dylan!,"she said with anger and frustration.

"What!,"Dylan nearly yelled.

Sage cringed and Dylan's face became more soft. He almost whispered,"What, Sage?"

"What's wrong,"Sage asked softly.

"Nothing,"he said, his face growing hard again.

Sage felt her temper flare,"Dylan, just say what's wrong."

Dylan was silent and then he asked,"Where's your house?"

"It's 372 Angel Street. Now tell me what's wrong,"Sage said with such ferocity, it surprised even her.

"You don't care,"Dylan said so quietly, that Sage wondered if she imagined it.

Sage stared at him,"What?"

"YOU DON'T CARE,"Dylan yelled.

Sage cringed a bit, but held her ground,"What do you mean?"

"I mean you don't care about anything I do for you or anything I say to get you,"he whispered, but Sage could tell he was trying to control his anger and despair.

Sage gaped at him,"Get me? What does that mean?"

"You know what it mean,"he hissed.

Sage felt herself flush with anger, embarressment, and, strangely, flattery,"You don't get me, Dylan. No one gets anyone. You can't own somebody. You can love someone, imprison someone, but you can't have someone."

Dylan turned red with anger. He pulled over on the side of the street and said,"Get out."

Sage stared at him,"What?"

"I said 'get out',"he hissed.

Sage stared at him for a minute longer, then got out of the car, putting the books on the seat and was, about to take of the jacket, when Dylan said,"Keep the jacket on. It's cold."

Sage nodded and closed the door. She watched as Dylan drove away.

Sage started walking, holding her head high in case Dylan was still watching through the rear view mirror, but when his car turned the corner, her head dropped and she started to cry. Her heart throbbed as if it had been hit with a baseball bat.

As she saw that she was still seventeen blocks from her house, she sighed.

Then she saw a red mustang come from down the street. It stopped by her. The window rolled down and she found the kind face of Mark Brooklyn, the vampire.

He smiled at her,"Hey. You're that girl from the party earlier, right?"

Sage nodded.

He must've realised just then that she had been crying, because he got a look on his face that said ' I'm- sorry-you'r-sad. Can-I-help'. He said,"Do you need a ride?"

Sage said in a horse voice,"Are you sure?"

Mark laughed,"Of course I am."

Some how, Mark's laugh made Sage feel better. She wiped off her tears and got into the car.

She smiled at Mark,"Thank you."

Mark grinned,"No problem. So where am I taking you."

"Um, Angel Street. I'll point out the house."

Mark nodded. He headed toward the street.

In ten minutes, they had reached her house.

Mark pulled over and Sage got out. She ducked her head and said,"Thanks again."

Mark smiled,"No problem. I hope we can talk again."

Sage laughed and handed him her phone number.

"Good bye,"she said.

"Bye,"said Mark driving off.

Sage turned toward her house. She walked up the steps and into the walk way.

She opened the door and found her mom on the couch reading a book.

"Hey mom,"said Sage.

"Hey, you're a bit late."

"Sorry."

"So did you have fun with that boy tonight."

Sage felt a pang in her chest,"Um, for the most part. Well, I'm going to my room. Good night."

"Good night, honey."

Sage walked up to her room, and nearly jumped out of her skin.

Dylan was sitting there on her bed, reading her short stories book. She quikly locked the door so no one walked in on them and got the wrong idea.

"What are you doing here,"she hissed.

Dylan looked up. His face became grim,"I came to apologize. I'm sorry I left you on the street."

"You should be sorry. How'd you even get in here?,"she asked.

Dylan smirked,"I crawled up the tree and came through the window."

Sage stared at him,"The window was locked."

"Opening rune,"Dylan smiled at her.

Sage walked over to him and slapped him so hard that he rocked backward and fell onto the bed, but as she moved her hand back he grabbed it and pulled her down with him. He rolled on top of her, crushing her to the bed, his weight on hers.

Sage tried to squirm,"Get off of me."

Dylan smirked and shook his head,"Nope. I quite like this position."

"Ugh,"Sage groaned. Then she felt his hands grip her wrists, completely attaching her to the bed.

Then, Dylan's mouth was on hers and Sage forgot her stuggling and melted into him.

The kiss was full of heat, like Sage had just come from the cold outside and felt the warmth of a house. It was incredible.

Then, Sage pulled away, or tried to anyway, but Dylan kept pressing closer and closer to her. She heard a groan come from the back of his throat and he shoved harder on her.

There was absolutely no room between them, if you didn't count the clothes.

Sage then shoved Dylan with her shoulders.

He came up for air and looked down at her. The light from earlier was in his eye again and he smiled.

Sage looked up at him in both wonder and a little disgust.

She said,"What are you doing?"

Dylan grinned from ear to ear,"Getting you."

Sage tried to move, but Dylan was too strong.

She looked up at Dylan and whined,"Please get off me."

Dylan looked down at her and his happiness faded,"I-I'm sorry. This was stupid anyway. I'm a Shadowhunter, you're just a werewolf."

Sage glared at him,"What does that have to do with anything?"

Dylan shook his head and lifted himself off her,"Nothing. Nothing, I'm sorry."

Sage stared at him,"I think you should leave."

Dylan nodded. He stood up and was about to jump from out the window when he looked at Sage and said,"I just have one question. Did I break your heart?"

Sage hesitated and said,"Y-yes."

Dylan nodded,"You did the same."

With that, he left.

Sage curled up on her bed and fell asleep with tear stains and a broken heart.

Okay, so that was longer than I thought it would be, but when I started wrighting this chapter, I just couldn't stop. I hope you guys enjoyed it. Let me know if there's anything I might need to do to fix ot or tell me how you felt about it by reviewing!

Til next time,

Kylie (a.k.a Lady of Fantasy)