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CPOV

'Michael, why did you break up with Eve though? I mean you're engaged for God's sake!' I shouted, tears in my eyes.

'Were.' This one word made my cracked heart break. This was Michael and Eve! They always found a way to work it out no matter what. I saw Michael sob and hugged him.

'But... Why?' I cried out, weeping with him. But I had to stop. I was the strong one now, I knew how much it killed Michael to talk about it but I knew sometimes it is just good to let it out.

A few minutes later...

I was stunned. I wanted to comfort him but I didn't know how. The situation was pretty serious and I didn't know what to do. What I could do. I tried to tell him that everything would be ok, but he jumped from the chair and all traces of tears were gone.

'How would you know, Claire?' He yelled at me. 'You've never had it this hard with Shane! You never were scared that at any moment you might lose control, knowing that if you did, even for a second, you could hurt the person you care most about. You don't know how it feels when you want to be with someone but you can't because you constantly put them in danger by even being close to them!' His face went hard, expressionless. But his eyes told a different story.

'I... Michael, I'm sorry.' Then his face changed to match his eyes. Broken, grieving, pained.

'No, I'm sorry Claire. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just-'

MPOV

'-needed to let it out. I completely understand Michael.' She smiled, not a happy smile but not a sad one either. I smiled thinly in reply; feeling more relaxed than I had been all day. It was nice to have someone to talk to.

But one thing bugged me.

'Claire, how can you understand all this? I mean, you've never been heart broken; Shane is your first boyfriend, right?' I asked.

She hesitated for a second, before saying, 'Excuse me? Never been heart broken? What about when Shane was completely ut of his mind, under Gloriana's glamour, and dumped me for being a fang banger?' She said, her voice calm yet eerily angry, almost like Amelie.

'Right, sorry, I-'

'No. No, this isn't about me.' She said, smiling sympathetically.

Looking at her now, a thought occurred to me. God... she's beautiful. I processed this epiphany.What the hell Michael, you can't think like that, this is your best friend's girlfriend for crying out loud! I shook my head, shocked at myself. You're just sad about Eve, that's all. It's fine... I convinced myself.

'Let's make it about you. Distract me.' I said, gesturing for her to follow me into the living room.

EPOV

Oliver was kissing me. Oliver was kissing me.

And I was kissing him back.

And God, it felt good. In that moment, I forgot about everything. All I was thinking about was the fact that Oliver was kissing me.

And then a voice in the back of my head started screaming, Michael, Michael! And I immediately pushed him back. I looked at him closely, seeing emotion on his face that I didn't think he was capable of feeling.

'I'm sorry, I just thought you needed it.' Oliver said, but somehow I couldn't bring myself to belive that that was the only reason he kissed me.

But I let it slide for now, and said 'Yeah. But we need to talk about this. Tomorrow, at Common Grounds. 2pm.' I quickly rushed outiside so he couldn't object.

When riding back home only 2 questions where crossing my mind: One; Why did I let Oliver kiss me? And two; How will I ever look Michael in the eye again?

But did it matter? We broke up. Can he blame me? Yes. Yes he can. It's the same day that we broke up, and I decided, out of all the yahoo's in morganville, to use Oliver as a rebound. And that's all it was. A rebound.

Right?

CPOV

'Wait, is Eve moving out now?' I asked, suddenly horrified.

'What? No, no! I would never do that to her.' Michael replied.

Phew.

'But isn't that going to be a little awkward? Like this morning. Don't even try and pretend that was casual.' I pulled my legs up onto the couch, crossed them, and leant my elbows on my knees.

'It is now, but like you said, the whole "time heals all wounds" speech. It'll get better.' He was better now. He'd stopped crying, and we'd had the most sensible and mature conversation I'd had since I moved to Morganville.

I'll never have this with Shane. I pushed the thought to the back of my head. Out of sight... Out of mind...

We locked eyes.