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Brian POV

Wednesday two weeks ago had been one of those mad frustrating days where everything seemed to go wrong. Chloe kissing Alek...God, I still can't get that picture out of my head. She kept pushing me away, saying she needed time. Funny how all she really needed was Mr. Cocky with his irritating accent and confusion over who Chloe really liked around here to smother her with his tongue. I could have punched him, but that didn't seem to really work in my favor the last time I tried it. If I couldn't get angry, I'd have to settle with dealing with the pain. I felt like such a pathetic loser that night, making her chase after me.

"I can explain," she had said. Explain what, Chloe? How your mouth magically attached itself to his?

I think we can all pretty much agree that it wasn't my day. And let's not forget the part where Chloe was shot and I was poisoned to the point of paralysis. I'm still on total edge. So many people, pushing and pressing for details that I don't have a clue about. My dad and some red headed lady that worked for him were the most persistent. She died? Are you sure? Brian, look at me, are you sure she stopped breathing? What was with them and their creepy questions?

Next was my grandmother, calling every a day, insisting in that kind but intimidating way of hers that there must be something I remember that could be of use...they all wanted to know the whole story. To be honest, I do recall a lot, but I'm not explaining everything until I confirm it with Chloe.

Chloe...All I want is for her to come and explain this to me. I'm desperate for it. I'm tired of asking day after day, only to get the same answer each and every time. "Later Brian, I promise." And the way she said it too...as if it was hurting her more than me. It couldn't be.

Because here's the thing. After everything, I love Chloe, and there doesn't seem to be anything she could to do that would hurt me to the point where I'd stop. I love that adorable smile of hers, the way she pronounces her words. I love the way her eyes get all soft when I'm telling her a story, the way she laughs when I'm not even trying to be funny. I love being able to-...gosh. Rambling about Chloe, aren't I? Seems to be a habit of mine...The point is, I care about her and I want to give her all the space she needs, but I can't wait forever.

I'm kind of getting the feeling that unless I push her to tell me, the answers will never come out. I hate pressuring her, it makes me feel furious with myself...but its been two weeks. I can't handle not knowing any longer. That's why I had to call her today, to convince her to talk to me. When she brought up Alek though, I couldn't hold in the jealousy and pain anymore. It seemed to just...spill out.

"I thought you said you told him we were just friends, Chloe," I cut her off, angrily. "I thought you told me he wasn't going to make or break our friendship. I thought-" but I couldn't. I couldn't yell at her. I took a deep breathe and began again calmly. "I really need to talk to you. Please. Just a few minutes and I'll never bother you again."

I waited for her to say I was never a bother, but it didn't come. That's what I get for fishing.

I look down at my watch. She was supposed to be here ten minutes ago. Maybe she isn't coming...I rub my eyes and take in a deep yawn.

"Cmon Brian, I'm not that late." My head snaps up and I break into a grin. Chloe's voice does that to me.

Chloe POV

Brian has the most beautiful smile. His eyes get all squinty and glittery while the rest of his face completely lights up. It's the kind of smile that's completely contagious and I find myself easily smiling back.

"I was starting to think you wouldn't come," he says, patting the empty space on the wall next to him. I walk over slowly, sliding my phone into my pocket. I had just finished texting Alek, telling him I had gotten to the theater safely. Not that he cared anymore, but I'd promised to give him a constant update of where I was ever since life number eight slipped by.

"You sounded pretty upset over the phone. How could I not?" I say almost inaudibly. I'm too used to Alek and I don't even remember anymore what sounds humans can hear.

"Chloe," He says gently and we make eye contact. "I'm sorry for making you come...but...I need to find out what happened that night. The night I...The night we kissed."

Its hard not to break away from his stare but I force myself to keep still. "What's the last thing you remember?" I ask, panic making it's way through my thoughts. What if he already knows I'm a freak?

"I saw you lying on the floor, a puddle of blood all around you. God, I swear Chloe, my heart stopped. I ran to you as fast as I could but you weren't breathing. Until...until you were. I was so grateful and happy and...and I know you said not to kiss you, that you weren't ready, but I couldn't hold it back any longer. I'm so sorry." His eyebrows slant against his eyes, making him look so desperately sincere.

"Then what?" I whisper, scared of what might come next.

"You're an brilliant kisser." Not what I meant Brian, I want to say, but I can't bring myself to interrupt him. "It was everything I wanted it to be and more..." he says intensely as his hand reaches up and cups my chin gently. "God this is hard to talk about with you here looking all beautiful." He looks hopeful, like he might get another kiss.

I feel my cheeks blush as I try to look at anywhere but his lips. And it's hard not to love you with you being all sweet...

"And then...?" I ask, my eyes on the floor. His hand drops from my face, clearly disappointed.

"Then...I think I remember falling. Somehow I ended up looking up at your face. I wanted to talk to you, but I couldn't force a sound. You were crying and I wished more than anything that I could ask you why, so maybe somehow I could fix it. My ears felt muffled, like cotton had been stuffed in, layer after layer. The last thing I remember was you leaning down over my head, my lips touching yours," He finished softy, a small smile playing on his lips. "Then it went black for a while and I woke up in my bed."

"Brian..." I start to say, but he stops me.

"I know what you're gonna say. You're gonna tell me I'm crazy. That it was all just a dream. But I know it wasn't, Chloe. I know what I saw was real." His voice pleads with me, and my heart melts. What would Alek tell me to do? Besides for "get the hell out of there and never talk to that stupid human again!"

I look deep into his eyes, trying to see if there's even a trace of deception.

It's time to make a decision. The entire truth or the ultimate lie?