Moona: I'm back! Sorry I haven't been updating . . . my friend and I are working on our band. ^^"

Amu: Yeah, Moona's a singer and possibly playing the violin . . . and she's designing the outfits.

Moona: This is too much for a twelve year old who's actually serious about a band. Dx I also have to write a lot of songs, organize fundraising events so we can buy our instruments and pay for lessons and places to rent out for practice! Dx All because I came up with the band in the first place . . . well, whatever, we won't be performing live for a long time. Well, enjoy chapter eleven! I own nothing but my OCs and the plot!
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The Diary of Violet

Chapter Eleven: Hidden Feelings and Missing?

Winnie's POV

After our little chat, I put in my earphones and turned on my iPod, and flipped through my songs. I clicked on Ignorance by Paramore. I sang the song a bit and smirked, looking over to Zero.

"If I'm a bad person, you don't like me," I sang, staring down into his surprised face, singing the rest of the song to myself. I smiled and stared up at the sky, slightly glaring.

"I'm not the same kid from your memory, I can fend for myself," I sang again. As I finished off the song, a few people began heading up to school. I got up and grabbed my stuff and started walking off until I felt someone grab my arm. I looked back and up, staring into Zero's eyes. He stared at me as if searching for something.

"Winnie, why would you kill me?" he asked in a whisper. I smiled and closed my eyes.

"I don't want to, I don't," I whispered, my voice cracking and a few warm tears rolled down my face. Because I fell in love, I silently added to my sentence in my mind. Zero looked surprised and taken back. I looked down and ran away, ripping out of his firm grip on my arm. I ran away as fast as I could before I ran into Violet. I stumbled back and fell on my butt.

"Oh! Winnie-chan!" Violet exclaimed in surprise. I looked up, forgetting my face was stained with tears. Violet's eyes widened in surprise.

"Winnie-chan! Are you okay?" she exclaimed, getting ready to help me up. I nodded.

"Y-Yeah . . . I'm fine . . ." I whispered, "I just forgot something at home . . ." I took off running again, ignoring Violet's desperate calls. I ran away as fast as my legs could take me but suddenly tripped about five miles or so away from school. I was in a dark forest and I was crying. I curled up in a ball, too weak and tired to pick up my school bag and violin case and to proceed running. I silently cried myself to sleep.

How could I be so stupid? How could I fall in love with someone I'm supposed to . . . to kill?

Violet's POV

I saw Winnie run away but I soon lost her trail and stopped shouting after her. I sighed and took one last look in the direction she ran towards and started walking to class. All day long, there was no sign of Winnie.

Dear Diary,

Where could she have gone? Where did she go? Winnie is missing after running off . . . and she hasn't returned . . . she hasn't come back. It's already lunchtime and there's been no sign of her all day long since this morning . . . I'm getting worried, Diary, I am. Zero's been acting weird too. Anyways, I'm heading to Ciel to talk about . . . Zero's . . . matrimonial proposal . . . Well . . . I'll write more later, I promise.

Signed with Love,

Violet

I closed my diary and shoved it into my book bag, heading off to go meet Ciel. I walked into the lunchroom, immediately seeing Ciel leaning against the door. I stopped walking and smiled up at him.

"Hello," I greeted. He seemed a bit upset, making me frown. He was glaring at Zero who was peacefully leaning against the wall all the way across the lunchroom, one foot propped up on the wall, his arms crossed. He seemed to be concentrating very hard on something, his head and eyes directed towards the outside door.

"Hey," Ciel finally greeted back, looking down at me. I looked down in embarrassment and fumbled with my sleeves nervously.

"Hey, uhm, about Zero's . . . proposal . . ." I started, feeling Ciel's gaze on me, "I-I meant to tell you but . . . well, he just randomly appeared and then I fell asleep . . ."

"It's fine . . ." Ciel muttered, pulling my chin up, his arm holding me by the waist. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine passionately. I blushed as he pulled away and he hugged me, stroking my hair softly.

"I love you, and only you, and I could never be mad at you . . ." he whispered to me. I smiled and hugged him back.

Dear Diary,

This . . . this is love.

Winnie's POV

I woke up hours later, noticing that it had to be past noon. I heard someone moving around in the trees. I sat up and rubbed my head.

"Come out . . ." I said softly, my voice cracking. I suddenly heard someone chuckling. I felt someone suddenly pounce on me, their hands gripping my wrists tightly, their legs between mine, leaving my no area to kick at. I gasped in shock, looking up, my eyes wide. My eyes met another's. It was a boy and his eyes were red in thirst, his brown hair falling in his face lightly. There was a smirk plastered on his face.

"Ah, we have a Pure Blood," he smirked, chuckling a bit, "Who would've guessed that a Pure Blood was also the Dream Thief?"

I glared at him, making him chuckle louder, "Feisty one, aren't you?" I spat at his face, hitting him in the eye. He cursed and wiped it away, glaring at me.

"Not so lady like, eh?" he glared, "Why don't you talk? You mute or something?"

"No, I just choose no to talk to assholes," I hissed, cursing at him. He smirked.

"Feisty. I like it," he commented, leaning closer to my face. I struggled in his grasp.

"So, what's your name, sweet cheeks?" he asked, his smirk growing. I glared at him.

"Winnie," I answered truthfully.

"Well then Winnie, mind if I . . . take a bite?" he asked, leaning in towards my neck, his hot breath on my neck, causing my face to go red, "I mean, you're so . . . mouth watering . . . you're just laying here alone, tempting me . . . you're such a tease, Winnie."

I felt my face heat up and the boy got even closer to my neck. I heard footsteps running close to us, making me turn my gaze to them.

"Winnie!" I heard a voice call. The boy and I looked up and I gasped a bit, desperation in my eyes.

"Zero . . ."

Moona: You better hope your eyes were screaming help, Winnie! Haha, anyways, review please!