Drama anyone?

I think so, yes…

Not Forever.

Of course Krone was gonna leave. That's a good thing, isn't it? I mean, yeah, it's not like I expected him to stay or anything. Of course not! Not like I forgot either…how stupid would that be?

These thoughts ran through my head over and over when I went to bed that night. I didn't eat dinner, by the time I turned off my computer it was pretty late and I wasn't hungry anyway.

Even though I wrapped myself up in my sheets I was desperately cold, I wouldn't stop turning, but I eventually fell asleep.

When I woke up it was 7:40.

"Damnit Josh!"

I ran out with the same clothes I had on yesterday, I didn't change into my pajamas last night. I stopped at Josh's door in order to give him a full yelling only to find he wasn't there. That dirty little prick left without me!

"Son of a-!" she's my mother too, she's my mother too.

I didn't have time for this! I ran to the kitchen hoping to at least grab a quick bite to eat.

I ran into Krone.

I cursed under my breath, Krone ate every three days(for some reason I hated myself for remembering that)he was probably getting something too.

I fumbled a quick 'good morning' and I ran out the front door.

000

Even though I didn't eat any breakfast I wasn't exactly all that hungry by lunchtime. Something in the meatloaf looked green, then again, no one eats the meatloaf anyway. Liz sometimes made an effort to get me to eat with her friends but it didn't look like I looked emo enough for her today.

I half smiled in spite of myself. Who the hell invented the word emo anyway? I pushed my tray away and buried my face in my arms.

"Look at little miss emo!" damn you Josh.

I got up, I took the brown mush that I served myself and flung it right at him, his "friends" started laughing. Usually I feel some satisfaction, but I wasn't really feeling it today, instead I just left the cafeteria thirty minutes before the bell rang.

000

I couldn't focus on my homework.

I just felt so reluctant to do anything, let alone math. Maybe if I went to visit Krone…?

I sighed. I felt like that was the least thing I wanted to do. Still, there wasn't a reason for me not to go, like there wasn't a reason for me to go in the first place. My head hurt. Maybe I should go, that usually helps my headaches, right?

I took my art pad and headed for the garage.

Krone was working on his ship like usual, I had a sinking feeling in my gut.

"Hi…" it came out more feeble than I would've liked.

He only nodded. Must be busy today, working on his ship…

Forcing back the urge to sigh, I headed to my usual spot, the one farthest away from him. Far because I didn't want to disturb him while he worked. I frowned.

"Sophie?"

I barely looked up, "Yea…?"

He was silent for a moment, "Nothing."

Of course it was nothing. He went back to work. I flipped the pages of my pad until I reached a blank one. My pen hovered over the paper. So many pages used up this month…mostly all of them Yautja. All of them drawn in this garage…I tightened the grip on my pen, I still didn't press.

I scowled at the paper.

"Is there something troubling you, Sophie?"

I looked up and smiled, "Nothing, I'm fine."

Damn page. Stupid pen. I gripped both sides of the pad. What does it matter? Just keep working Krone, don't let me get in your way. Just ignore me.

"Sophie-?"

I ran out of there as fast as I could. Faster than I would have if I were still afraid of him.

000

Krone wanted to leave. Stupid. Of course he wanted to leave! He spent every day since he got here working on his only way out! You retard, what did you think he was doing all this time? He wasn't just talking to you, tolerating you because you're giving him a place to stay.

Shit, you have to be a whole new level of stupid to not get it.

I mean, in all the times you went into the garage, did you ever see him do anything but toil away at his ship? He's got a planet to go back to, he doesn't want to stay here, especially with stupid annoying little girl that keeps on bothering him every single second. Asking him stupid questions, wasting his time. He wants to leave, that's the only thing on his mind. Who would want to stay here anyway? Especially with you.

"You're an idiot, Sophie Daniels, a complete idiot!" I rested my forehead on my knees which I hugged as I sat on my bed. "I won't even want to stay with you…"

Not like I have a choice. I lay on my side, what did I think? He wasn't going to stay here forever. And why was I the idiot? Why was I even here? Shit, I'm the idiot for calling myself the idiot! He wants to leave, so let him! He can go straight into a black freaking hole for all I care! I shouldn't be making a big deal out of this.

Stupid Krone. With his stupid ship. Leave for all I care. I don't care. I'm not even angry, I'm happy your fucking leaving.

000

"Sophie! Your turn to do the dishes!"

I heard Josh's beckoning call as lay on my bed, "Screw you, Josh!"

"What?"

"Go get screwed!"

I heard him stomping his way to my room, "Who the hell do you think you are?" he yelled from my door, "Freaking queen of the goddamn universe?"

I calmly got up from my bed, headed toward the him, and slammed the door in his face.

He groaned, most likely I hit his nose, good.

000

"More crap for dinner tonight," Josh sneered at me as I walked into the kitchen, "Your Highness."

I punched his gut. As he fell to the floor I headed for the fridge.

"What are you doing?" he squeaked as he got up.

"We're having steak tonight," I said plainly, I'm a pretty damn good cook but there are just some stupid piss ant people that don't see that.

"Steak?"

"You're complaining?"

"No!" he still had a stupid shocked expression on his face. "I'm okay with it!"

I scoffed and got to work.

000

I was pretty much in the same mood for three whole days. Mood? What mood? I'm not in a freaking mood. It was safe to assume that I didn't step foot in the garage, I didn't have to, I didn't even want to. Even Josh was cowering from me. Jesus, he's just a priss.

"Shut up you insufferable faggot!"

"What did you call me?"

"What you are!"

Stupid jerk, I said I didn't want to vacuum and I'm not going to, especially after he called me a…

"Well then your Royal Majesty!" he glared at me from my room door, "I'll just leave you with your emo Ipod!"

He slammed the door. Stupid, stupid, jerk…

"Cuz I needed you…probably as bad as I need, another hole in the head. Was I mean to you? Car keys in your hand, I believe, that you would leave me for dead!"

And my Ipod just died. I sighed, it was at least about and hour after my little "discussion" with Josh. I did feel better though.

"Josh?" I walked into the living room, no Josh. "Josh-"

Our dining table was minus a leg! "Damnit, Josh!"

I called him a few more times, the sound of silence indicating that he was either hiding, or he just left to avoid the responsibility of fixing it.

I studied the damage, he probably slammed the vacuum into the table, making the hinge on the leg break. I guess it was fixable, all I needed was a…

"Drill…" I groaned. Last time I check the drill was in the garage. Seriously? Shouldn't we have an extra drill somewhere around here?

Yeah, wouldn't that be lucky of me? I had to go into the garage. "I'll go in and I'll go out, easy as that."

I didn't exactly understand why I was so reluctant to go into the garage, I mean, no big deal, right? It was just the garage. And Krone.

Speaking of the 6 and a half foot Yautja…

I opened the door and found him standing on the other side of the room. His arms were crossed and he had a fixed stare on me. I almost flinched.

It's no biggie, I reminded myself. I walked toward the shed next to me, close to his ship. I subconsciously wondered why the hell wasn't he working on his precious ship anyway. The drill wasn't in the shed. I tried closer to his ship, maybe he used it. Still nothing.

I sighed more than a little annoyed. I looked toward Krone, about to ask him where it was, when I saw it next to him on the small desk he was leaning on. I scowled. great…

There wasn't any other way, I didn't dare to look at him, I was just gonna grab the drill and leave. I was just about to grab it when he took both his talons and held me firmly in place by my shoulders.

"What's wrong with you?"

I looked away, "What are you talking about?"

"Something is bother you."

"Nothings bothering me."

He squeezed my shoulders. "Owe!" I struggled to get free, it was no use, "Let go!"

"Not until you tell me."

"Tell you what?"

He squeezed again, "Krone!"

"Tell me"

"What makes you think something's wrong with me in the first place?" I snapped.

"You haven't been here for three days, and the last time you were you acted strange, just a minute ago you were trying to avoid me, and now you're angry at me!"

All this time I was trying to get free, but this jerk had a death grip on me, "That doesn't mean anything!" I shot angrily at him. "My world doesn't revolve around you, Krone, it doesn't matter if I come here or not! I have better things to do!"

He let go. I took the drill. I was angry, my heart ached, and I felt like crying which was stupid because people don't cry when they're angry. I stood there, wanting to hate him, but only being mad at him. I didn't even like being mad at him. I was mad at myself for being mad at him and everything was just really messed up right now!

"I thought I was important to you."

My head shot up. His hazel eyes looked hurt, I let the tears fall from my face. "Stupid!" I hugged him, "Of course you're important to me!" I cried into his chest, "You're super important to me!" my heart hurt, "you're my best friend!" I shook my head, "You're my only friend, Krone!" I cried even harder, "And if you go I'm gonna be alone again! And…and I don't that to happen! I'll miss you! I don't want you to go!"

He wrapped his arms around me. I buried my face in his muscular chest and continued to cry. Even though I was still hurting, even though I felt like I would never stop crying, having him there just made things seem better. He held me so strongly yet so gently. I felt so safe. I never wanted it to end.

He stroked the back of my head, I could feel his sharp talons smooth out each one of my messy, tangled hair. His mandibles brushed the top of my head in a way that felt comforting, slowly, delicately. The tears stopped flowing over time, I almost had complete control over my breathing, but I didn't let go. I hadn't felt so secure for a long time, I held on to him. I held on because there wasn't anything else I'd rather do.

His chest felt so warm, the rhythm of his breathing relaxed me, it almost lulled me, one hand over the small of my back and another caressing the back of my head. Almost subconsciously I snuggled into him, feeling six years old all over again, like when my mom or dad would put me on their laps and hug me. But Krone's comfort was different, it was warmer, I felt it more…in my heart.

"Sophie?"

I made a noise that was supposed to be a reply.

"May I tell you something?"

I nodded.

"I'd like to see your face…"

I shook my head.

"Why not?"

"Cuz this is embarrassing!" I muffled into his chest.

He chuckled, the vibrations causing my grip to loosen. He took both of his black talons and lifted my face towards him. I sniffled.

"Your face is red," he smiled as he wiped the remaining tears from my eyes, he even readjusted my glasses.

"Uh-huh…"

"Sophie…" he stroked my cheek, "I'm sorry…I…"

"No, it's okay," my eyes lowered and I sniffled at my nose, "I understand you want to go back home…it's just…I'll miss you is all…"

"I…"

I shook my head and finally let go of him completely, "No, really, you don't have to say anything, I don't want you to feel bad."

I took a deep, calming breathe and I wiped away any trace of tears, "Sorry I acted so weird," I said, "I promise it won't happen again."

"Sophie…"

"No, no, really," I assured him, "it was completely my fault. Um…I…" there had to be some way I could make it up to him, "I know, I'll just get my pad and come back here like always, okay?"

I took a step back and began to turn around. He hugged me.

"Krone-?"

"I…" he held my tighter, "I will miss you too, Sophie. I'll miss you…very much, you're very important to me. I don't…"

"Krone?"

"…Yes?"

"Thanks…for being my friend," I smiled up at him.

He nodded.

"And because we're friends," I went on, "even though we're away from each other we'll still be friends, okay?"

Krone still seemed unsure. "Look," I held up my pinkie, "we'll promise on it."

He did his head tilt thing, the one he did when he was confused. I smiled and took his talon, okay so one of them has to be his pinkie…I took his smallest and wrapped it around mine.

"There," I said in satisfaction, "it's a pinkie swear."

"A pact then?"

"Yep," I nodded.

"Sophie," he stroked my hair, "Thank you…"

"Friends?"

"Friends."

000

Aw! How happy this ended…not.

Tehehehehehehe…ah, the benefits of being an author…you always know what's gonna happen next! x3