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I also realized Girls are mostly, the ones who says 'JERK.' LOL! thanks for pointing that out, Twilighternproud. :D

She glanced up, "No I'm not. I've told a lot of good lies in my life. People have believed them." I smiled. "I'm sure. But it doesn't work with me. For one thing, you won't look at me in the eye. As for the other … I don't know. I just can tell." I said honestly.

I must've offended her for she stood up and walked to the door ready to leave. "Look, I appreciate you being worried about me … but really, it's okay. I just messed up. I'm embarrassed about it—and sorry I put your awesome training to shame—but I'll rebound. Next time, Stan's ass is mine." She said.

I immediately stood up and placed a hand on her shoulder. I wish I could do so much more. If only … "Rose," I said. "I don't know why you're lying but I know that you wouldn't do it without a good reason. And if there's something wrong—something you're afraid to tell the others-"I stopped. So many things are racking up my mind right now. I don't want to continue …

She spun around, crying, "I'm not afraid. I do have my reasons, and believe me, what happened with Stan was nothing. Really. All of this is just something stupid that got blown out of proportion. Don't feel sorry for me or feel like you have to do anything. What happened sucks, but I'll just roll with it and take the black mark. I'll take care of everything. I'll take care of me." I looked at her.

It really sucks to see her hurt. And I'm doing something here to help her, but she just won't let me in. Not that I'm saying she must let me in her life … I just want to help her. I just hope she can trust me. I hope she'll realize I'm helping her and I'm here for her. Even just when she needs somebody who can help and defend her. Even just moments like this. I'd be contended with it. No commitment … Argh! Scratch that. It can never be. Right now, I just want to grab her and take her in my arms.

My mind is ready. My grip on her shoulder tightened. Then, I let loose of the force. It cannot be, at least not now.

"You don't have to do this alone," I said. It's true. She have her friends, Lissa, Eddie, even Christian. Although, I'm not sure about the last one.

She smiled. "You say that…but tell me the truth. Do you go running to others when you have problems?"

"That's the not the same—" I spoke my thoughts too loud.

"Answer the question, comrade." She said.

"Don't call me that." Another 'private' thought.

"And don't avoid the question either." She's really good at debating.

"No, I try to deal with my problems on my own." I said honestly.

She slipped away from my hand. "See?"

"But you have a lot of people in your life you can trust, people who care about you. That changes things." I said. She looked surprised.

"You don't have people who care about you?" she asked.

I frowned; it's not good to keep words flowing out of my mouth without even thinking about it. "Well, I've always had good people in my life … and there have been people who cared about me. But that doesn't necessarily mean I could trust them or tell them everything."

That's about it. I think she's still shock with my confession or maybe realized something. But it's true. I keep things to myself. I can't share it to others, since it'll be like sharing my problem with them through worrying.

"Do you trust me?" she asked me.

Should I answer yes? Or no? I don't know. Do I trust her? There's so much debating in me right now.

"Yes." I finally said.

"Then trust me now, and don't worry about me just this once."What? But it cannot be …

Before I could respond, she stepped away out of my reach. I shut my mouth. I hate letting her go. But I need to give her some space. It's what she wants. And I can't force her to speak up since she doesn't want to. I better plan my next steps. And what did I say? Yeah, I TRUST her.

ADVANCE HAPPY 5th ANNIVERSARY ZANESSA! :D wooh!

Live in Love.

yeah, I'm addicted. xD

wish I could write a story about 'em, too.

I also realized Girls are mostly, the ones who says 'JERK.' LOL! thanks for pointing that out, Twilighternproud. :D

ZANESSA and DIMISE FOREVER!