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Chapter 13

Two weeks had passed since Jillian had told Shilo and Graverobber about her true identity. Since then things remained pretty much the same as they had been. Shilo and Jillian worked on writing new songs together and Graverobber completed his zydrate orders as told. The only difference was that the could now call Jillian by her real name when they weren't in public. Occasionally they would call her "Jill" which made the singer inwardly cringe but she soon got used to it. Another difference was that she and Shilo could now work at her house as well since she no longer had to worry about Shilo seeing a picture of her and Mag together. Naturally on the first visit to her house Shilo was completely enamored with the idea of being the same house where her idol lived. Jillian found this both amusing and annoying. Amusing because she thought it was kind of cute how Shilo could go from being serious one minute and then turn into a starstruck fan who would constantly praise Mag's work. Annoying because sometimes she just wouldn't shut up when they were supposed to be working.

Jillian wasn't perfect though. She tended to get on Shilo's nerves sometimes as well. For instance she began to realize how indecisive Jillian was when it came to writing songs. When they wrote lyrics she would often be on a roll and just when Shilo thought they were finished and they could move on, Jillian would claim it was crap, tear it up, and began writing new lyrics. When they were rehearsing Jillian would instruct the band that she wanted a certain piece to sound one way and then either change her mind again or just keep telling them to tweak the sound until she was satisfied. Shilo began to wonder if the band were annoyed with the impatient singer as much as she was. If they were they didn't seem prone to show it, with the exception of that one particular musician, David. He and Jillian seemed to get along fine when Shilo first saw them interact but now it seemed the two were doing there best to avoid each other. Shilo wondered why.

Finally after hours of frustration, rehearsal was over and everyone was free to go home. As everyone was packing up their equipment, Jillian reminded everyone that the charity ball GeneCo was throwing was soon approaching and they had to be ready. On the way back to the house, both Jillian and Shilo were exhausted and wanted nothing more to go home and pass out. Shilo saw Jillian looking out the window and decided to confront her about the issue between her and David.

"Jill, can I ask you something?" she started.

"What?" replied the other girl, sounding tired.

"Its not really my business but I was just wondering about you and that guy David?"

"What about him?"

"Well you said that you and he were friends right? It just seems like you two haven't really spoken. During rehearsal, sometimes I see him giving you this cold stares. Its almost as you hate each other or something."

Jillian shrugged. "I don't hate him. I can't the say the same for him though. I wouldn't be surprised if he did hate me." she said, her voice growing soft and sad.

"Why? Did something happen between you two?"

Jillian sighed. "The night of the photo shoot, he followed me home and confronted me about the whole thing. I let him in and he just confessed his supposed feelings for me like an idiot."

Shilos eyes widened. "He told you that he has feelings for you? What did you say?"

"I told him that he shouldn't have been there and he had to leave before someone saw him."

Shilo frowned. "Then what?"

"He called me "Ana". I couldn't take it anymore. I kept telling him to leave and then he kissed me and-"

"Wait! He kissed you?"

"Yeah..."

"Did you kiss him back?"

"For a moment...but then I stopped myself and pushed him away."

"Why?"

"Because I..I don't know I guess I don't really like men."

"So...you like women?"

"What? No! Thats not what I mean. I meant that I don't trust men."

"Oh. I guess that makes sense."

The two girls were silent for a moment until Jillian spoke up.

"I don't think he would hurt me but pushing David away was the best thing for him. Getting involved with me would only cause him trouble. It was for the best."

"You really care about him don't you?"

Jillian nodded. "I do. He's being nothing but a great guy since I met him. That's why I had to let him go."

"Maybe...maybe you could tell him what you told Graves and I."

'No, I can't. It would be too risky. I've already put you two in potential danger but telling you who I am. I don't want to do the same to him."

"Don't you want him to know the reason why you won't be with him? You can be if you really wanted to you know. Its not like Amber gave you a no dating policy is it?"

"It isn't Amber I'm worried about."

"Then what is it?"

"Just drop it okay? I don't want to talk about this anymore."

Shilo leaned back and sighed. "Fine. Sorry I brought it up."

The rest of the car ride was awkward and silent until finally Shilo was dropped off at home. Jillian frowned as she saw Shilo walk inside and close the door. She didn't like arguing with her and she knew that Shilo didn't mean any harm but the subject just reminded Jillian of how alone she truly was. She knew that Shilo was right. She could have let herself forget for a moment and fall into David's arms if she wanted to. She was just afraid. She was truthful when she said that she didn't want to hurt David, and she did care about him. She was just unsure if she actually had romantic feelings for him. She was unsure if she was even capable of having such feelings. She didn't want to lead the poor guy on. Of course there was also the biggest factor of all. Pavi. The man was completely obsessed and possessive of her and made it very clear that intended to keep it that way. If David ever got close to her again and Pavi found out she knew that David would be killed or worse. She didn't want him to suffer such a fate. At the same time she hated the way David looked at her these days. He used to always have a smile for her but now...Dammit. Jillian just wanted to make things right with him. "Screw it." she thought and dialed a number on her wrist communicator.

David was lying back on his bed, just staring at the ceiling when he heard his communicator beeping on the table next to the bed. "Incoming message from Ana Rosette." David raised his eyebrow and pressed the red button to answer. A hologram of Jillian's profile appeared and she spoke. "David, please meet me at my house ASAP. Make sure you aren't followed." The hologram then disappeared. David sighed and tried to decide whether he should go or not. He still liked her, he couldn't deny that but he hadn't taken her rejection lightly. Then again she did confront him after the incident and was making another effort to talk to him now. What the hell. It couldn't hurt not anymore than it did anyway. He grabbed his jacket and headed out of his apartment.

Jillian checked her watch and then popped a pill into a mouth, chasing it down with a large with gulp of water. She hoped that she had made the right decision in inviting David over. She did consider choosing a different meeting place but she didn't want to risk anyone seeing them together in public. She turned when she heard a knock on the door. She went to the door and hesitated before she answered.

"Who's there?" she called.

"Its just me Ana."

Jillian relaxed a bit when she heard David's voice. She opened and quickly gestured him to come inside. She shut the door behind them and lead him to the kitchen. They sat down and she took a deep breath.

"Thanks for coming, David."

"No problem. You sounded kind of urgent on the phone."

"I wanted to talk to you. I know that you've been avoiding me."

"I'm sorry but what do you expect after rejecting me like that. It wasn't easy for me to tell you that you know."

Jillian's voice shook. "I'm sorry David. I never meant to hurt you."

David frowned and walked to where she was sitting. "Hey, its okay. I accept your apology okay? Please don't cry."

"I'm not crying." she whispered.

"Tell me whats wrong." he begged her softly.

She looked at him and he gave her reassuring smile as he brushed her cheek. She smiled back at him.

"Pull your chair over here."

He nodded and did what she asked. He inched closer to her and grabbed her hand which she gladly accepted.

"I didn't just ask you to come over so I could apologize. I also have something to tell you. I think you deserve to know."

"What is it, Ana?" he asked.

"That's the first thing. I want you to stop calling me Ana. That's not my name. Its Jillian."

David gave her a confused look and Jillian smiled. "Let me explain." she said.

David sat back and listened to the Jillian tell him everything she told Shilo and Graverobber. When she was finished his eyes widened and he was in disbelief.

"I can see that you're still confused and I understand if you don't believe me." she said.

"Its not that, its just...wow. I mean...wow."

Jillian let out a lighthearted laugh. "Is that all you can say?"

"Sorry, I'm just a little amazed is all. I mean it does sort of make sense."

"It does? How so?"

"Well I never met Blind Mag personally but I've seen her perform. and I've caught a glimpse of her when I first auditioned for the opera. Then when I met you, well, there was something familiar in the way you moved. Plus if you take away the super black hair and green eyes, you could pass as her sister."

Jillian tugged at her hair. "Green is my natural eye color but when I signed ,my contract with GeneCo Amber made me dye my hair black. "

"Well either way, I think you look beautiful."

Jillian blushed. "Thanks, David."

"So let me get this straight, the reason why you don't feel the same way is because of that guy who hurt you?"

"Thats part of it. I really just don't want you getting hurt."

"Why do you think I'll get hurt?"

Jillian sighed. "Its complicated."

David grabbed her hand once more. "Tell me."

"I can't." she whispered.

"You know that I would never hurt you like that right?"

"I know that you wouldn't but...are you sure that you even really like me? How do you know that it's not Ana who you like?"

"So that's what it really is? Listen to me. I like you, for you. You're smart, kind, beautiful, and super talented. I don't care if you're Ana or Jillian or whoever. The mane you go by doesn't matter. Not to me."

"You don't really know me." she whispered.

"Then let me try. Let me know the real you because I really want to."

Jillian could see the sincerity and need in his eyes and felt her own need growing inside. If she allowed this to happen, she would be putting his life at risk. She couldn't bring herself to do that. She didn't want to hurt him but God, she didn't want to be lonely anymore. The only love she experienced was through her mother. She had never felt that romantic connection with anyone before. She saw it demonstrated on television, in books, even in Shilo and Graverobber, as weird a couple as they were. She longed to feel that same happiness and affection, and here was her chance. Did she dare?

Jillian ignored the nagging voice in her head and let restrained words escape her lips. "Kiss me." she said. And David happily obliged.

Meanwhile, Pavi had just returned home from yet another night of drinking, women, and debauchery. He had even claimed a new face. This time it was a red headed women with blue eyes. Her scream had been rather unpleasant and he finished he off quickly. He thought that perhaps if she hadn't been so obnoxious, he would have been more gentle with her. As he pondered this, he washed the blood away from the countenance and put it aside for the next day. He then stripped out of his own blood soaked clothes and stepped into the shower to wash away the remains of the day. When he stepped out, he felt refreshed and slipped on a towel as he went to admire his newest prize once again. He smiled at the face he would soon be wearing as his eyes wandered to the closet next to his bed. He stepped up and walked over, opening the door and flipping the light switch.

This was Pavi's special room, where he collected the photographs of his favorite women. He smiled as his eyes glazed over the pictures of women he had in the past. These were women who he had hunted for both their face and their body. They were all beautiful in their own way and yet, they remained all the same in the end, worthless. There was only one woman to that exception, well two actually, but one was dead. His eyes traveled to the special spot where he kept a sort of shrine to these two women. One half was for Blind Mag herself, the other was for her daughter.

Mag had been the original object of Pavi's desire and he made it know often. Of course, he was never able to actually touch her, under strict orders from his father. Instead he watched her from afar, lusting after her all the while. To him, she was simply perfect and he had wanted her so badly. Then when he first layed his eyes on her daughter, he was delighted. If he couldn't have Mag, Jillian would be the next best thing. So when he got the chance, he corned her and had his way. He was surprised that soon after, his mind took him to thoughts of her again. He was amazed how quickly he began to think less of Mag and more of Jillian. There was something about her, that was so pure and innocent that he wanted. When his father found out, he was outraged and forbade him from touching her as well as her mother. Pavi followed his fathers orders of course but not for long. He soon grew utterly impatient and knew he had to have Jillian again. When he did, he knew that he would keep her.

Pavi smiled at the picture of Jillian above him and left the room to retrieve something. He came back with a red marker and began to draw a circle around the picture. Above it he wrote a single word in capital letters: MINE.

So what do you guys think? I didn't want to leave you with a happy ending again because that just wouldn't be in the style of Repo! I hope it didn't get too creepy. Reviews please!