Thank you to those who have reviewed! I'm really glad there are people who enjoy this! By the way, I still don't own Transformers. If I did, they would already be filming the third one!

Back on campus, they spent the rest of the afternoon in Mikaela and Christian's room. Mikaela wasn't the type of girl that wanted fancy dates or chocolate and roses. Not that she didn't love it when Sam surprised her with them, but she was so much more comfortable hanging out with him in one of their rooms with sweats and a t-shirt. Sam just loved being with his girlfriend, period. He still had moments where he couldn't believe that Mikaela was actually here with him, or that they'd been together for over two years. It was something he'd always dreamed about, but the social hierarchy in high school had dictated that he wasn't that lucky. Giant alien robots trying to take over the planet and kill all the humans had pretty much wiped out the importance of a social hierarchy, and here they still were—together, and stronger than ever.

Mikaela made the mistake of letting Sam pick out a movie to watch, and threw a pillow at him when she saw him hold up Mirrors. She hated scary movies and Sam knew it. One of these days, she was going to make Christian hide all of her movies so he couldn't make her watch them. The thought of Christian sobered Mikaela's mood as she remembered the events from last night. Having had time to cool down and think about it, she wasn't as mad at her roommate for the way she had reacted but what she did wasn't right. Mikaela pushed thoughts of her roommate out of her mind knowing they'd have it out later whenever Christian got home, and instead focused on the boyfriend sitting down next to her on the bed.

"Don't worry, baby, I'll protect you," Sam said seriously but she could see the teasing glint in his eye.

"I hate you, Sam," Mikaela retorted but laid her head on his shoulder anyway.

The movie wasn't really all that scary, just creepy and gory. Sam had laughed at her when she hid her head in his chest during the part where the demons in the mirror had taken control of one of the characters and made her rip her own jaw off. Things like that just grossed her out. It wasn't like it could actually happen in real life, but just seeing it in a movie gave her chills. The people who wrote scripts for horror movies had to have some seriously twisted minds in her opinion.

Sam used scary movies as an excuse to hold Mikaela, even though he didn't really need one. He knew how she felt about them, and wouldn't make her watch something that would really scare her. There were definitely never any of them that were based on true stories. She would kill him if he tried to make her sit through one of those. He pulled her into his lap and captured the sensitive spot at the base of her neck with his lips. Mikaela sighed and turned her body so that she was straddling his hips. His hands were on the bare skin of her stomach where her shirt had ridden up and he moved his lips to hers. Sam loved the feeling of her fingers in his hair and groaned when she grabbed fistfuls of it.

They jumped apart when the door opened and Christian walked in. She rolled her eyes at the couple and got a change of clothes before going to the bathroom. Sam rested his forehead against Mikaela's shoulder and she played with the hair at the base of his neck. Thanks to her roommate, whatever mood they had was now ruined. Sam's frustration at the interruption reverberated off of him and she felt a small sense of satisfaction from it.

"We could've been doing this all day, but no you just had to get back at me for telling everyone how we first met."

"Go on, rub it in," Sam muttered.

"You poor little baby," Mikaela mocked.

"You're mean. I don't like you anymore," He said in a childish voice.

"That's okay. I bet there's some guy out there that can appreciate me," She got up from the bed and walked towards the door.

"I don't think so, darlin'," Sam spun her around and saw her smiling. "The only guy you need is me."

"Just as long as we're clear on that," Mikaela placed her hands on his chest and kissed him on the cheek.

She tried to move away from Sam, but he trapped her arms in between their bodies and started tickling her sides. He used one hand to hold her still when she tried to squirm away from him. Handfuls of his shirt were gathered in her palms as she fought against his ornery fingers. The water in the bathroom shut off and Mikaela tilted her head back and kissed Sam before Christian came out of the bathroom. They were both breathless when the door to the bathroom opened, but Sam stepped away when Christian came out of the bathroom.

Mikaela watched Christian intently as she moved around her side of the room without saying a word. She caught a glimpse of the other woman's face in the mirror and was shocked to see that her eyes were bloodshot and puffy. Her anger melted away at the sight because she knew how much Christian hated crying. Tears always left her feeling weak and she'd dealt with so much in her past that the one emotion she couldn't stand to feel was weakness. Sending a silent plea to Sam, Mikaela gave him one last kiss before he left the room to give the two girls some space. Christian stood unmoving in front of the mirror, every emotion written all over her face. Mikaela hesitantly made her way across the room and reached out to touch Christian's arm. As if the contact broke her out of her reverie, Christian buried her face in her friend's shoulder and began to cry. Helplessly, Mikaela wrapped her arms around her back and let her cry.

"Let it out, honey," She said softly as the sobs racked Christian's body.

"What have I done?" Christian moaned.

"It's okay, Chris. You can still make this right, it isn't too late."

"He hates me."

"Leo doesn't hate you," At the mention of Leo's name, Christian started crying harder.

"It wasn't supposed to happen like this!"

"You made out with the one guy he was trying to protect you from right after he told you he had feelings for you," Mikaela said dryly. "What did you expect to happen?"

"How was I supposed to know Leo would totally flip out because Trey was flirting with me and then tell me he was interested in me? I'm supposed to believe that I'm just a notch on Trey's belt but not Leo's? They've both had the same agenda since we got here—to sleep with as many different girls as they can. It's never been a secret they're only using girls!"

"As close as you and Leo are, you would really think so little of him that he would use you like that?"

"I don't know what to think!" Christian exclaimed frustrated.

"Maybe that he actually is telling the truth?"

"He sure has a funny way of showing it! First he jumps all over my ass for Trent showing an interest in me—"

"Because Leo cares enough about you to not want you to be with a guy that only wants to add your name to a list," Mikaela cut in.

"Then he claims to have feelings for me while he's drunk—"

"He wasn't drunk."

"Would you quit interrupting me?" Christian half shouted.

"You're afraid," Mikaela realized.

"What?"

"You're afraid of what it would mean if you believed him."

"Mik, what are you talking about?"

"You are crazy about Leo despite the fact that you hate any kind of emotion and you're afraid to trust Leo because you wouldn't be able to push your feelings into that little box you have and pretend they don't exist."

A fresh wave of tears hit Christian and she slumped onto her bed. Once again Mikaela felt helpless but this was something only Christian could fix. Her fears were a direct result of things she'd been through in the past. Nothing Mikaela said would change her roommate's mind. It was up to her to trust Leo and not let events from the past cloud her life now. In the short time they'd known each other, the two girls had become best friends and Mikaela would do anything to ease her friend's fear and insecurity, but Christian had to do this on her own or she would never be free of the past that held her back.

"Honey, I know it's hard but you've gotta trust him. If you give him a chance, Leo will prove to you that his feelings are genuine and he's not playing games," Mikaela knelt down in front of Christian and put her hand on her knee. "I know you've built up all these walls because your dad was a jackass. Don't let him control your life. You deserve so much better than that."

"How can I trust Leo not to hurt me when I can't even trust the one man I should be able to?"

"I can't answer that for you, but I can tell you this: Leo has given you more reasons to trust him in two months than your dad did in 18 years. Leo isn't your dad. Let him prove that to you."

Neither woman needed to say a word after that. It was up to Leo to prove to Christian she was more than a conquest and she would have to trust him, and herself, enough to lower her walls.