Light then dark. My visions was slowly detailing the area surrounding my mattress as I lye weak and vulnerable. I shut my eyelids, knowing where I am, but not knowing why. I caught my breath as the door to my hospital room screeched open and heard the familiar footsteps of Nikes. I saw his broad figure through my lashes then gave up trying to see. I heard the legs of the chair, next to my bed, skid across the tile. My body was paralyzed, or so it felt. His warm blodded fingers lightly gripped mine and soothed my sore knuckles. The cool surface of his lips brushed the surface of my hand and began to hum.

The hum grew louder to the point where it bounced off the walls. A small grin pulled onto my face as he began to whisper-

And I'd give up forever to touch you, cause I know that you feel me somehow.

You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want ot go home right now.

Wait. This wasn't our song. It was different. It had a whole different meaning. I could tell by the obvious emotion he put into his words that this song touched him somehow. He held back a few sobs and sniffles, probably not realizing I was aware he was even there.

You can't fight the tears that aint comin. Or the moment of truth in your lies.

I lightly lifted my eyes open to find his head hidden in the palm of mu hand. This was a side to Finn I'd never observed before. He's vulnerable.

And I don't want the world to see me, cause I don't think that they'd understand.

When everything's made to be broken…

I didn't catch them exactly but I saw the reflection of light course down his cheek. He kept stuttering on the next few words, as if he didn't have the guts to say it to himself.

When everything's made to be broken..I-I…

Spit it out! I couldn't take the pain in his voice, his vulnerable side was dangerous and depressing, far much worse than mine will ever be.

I just want you to know who I am.

This was more than a checkup or a visit. This was a message. He knew. He knew I was awake and that no matter what he did, I wouldn't have the energy to rebuttle. His lips pressed against my forehead and his voice muffled against it.

"Only you know who I am."

The sound of his footsteps went silent after a couple of seconds and I came to a conclusion.

Finn has a dark side, a side too dark to ever bring in light. There was no hope in saving him or what our future consisted of.

There was no hope for saving us.

Soon I recovered from what the doctors claim to be heat exhaustion or dehydration. Finn supported that theory by adding that I never drank water after or during Criminal Justice, which I actually don't.

There was something I needed to do, but couldn't remember. As I walked into school on Monday, people rushed up to me, asking if I was in good shape, which I was.

I turned around the corner and saw his beautiful frame leaning against my locker and instantly remembered what I had forgotten.

"I am so, sorry!" I exclaimed, tempted to throw myself at him with a hug, but was quickly reminded that we weren't even aquaintances yet. I'm Finns. Only his.

"It's fine. Blacking out in the middle of class passes meeting after school anyday," Jessie replied, wondering if there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, never better. I'm still stuck on why it happened though."

As I mentioned that one little statement, his whole demeanor changed. He grew stiff and tried looking in every direction, but mine.

"I might know, per chance. I mean, you still have that rain check," He reminded with a smirk and a teasy attitude. For some unknown reason, my cheeks grew hot and th world around me became blurry except his deep blue eyes. He sensed that I zoned out and waved a hand in my face.

"Still there?"

"Does after school sound okay?" I asked, wanting to get anything that involved him, over with before it lead to something that would eventually fire back in the future. He sighed and made a sizzling sound with his teeth.

"You see, I actually was supposed to meet with my girlfriend after school," Jessie informed as my eyes widened and became somewhat curious.

"You have a girlfriend?"

"No. Know someone that would want to be?" Jessie teased. This was getting out of range. I'm Finn's girlfriend. I wasn't exactly in the mood for playing any stupid teenage boy games. Finn loves me, even though he hasn't necessarily said it much, or at all, except once maybe, I know that he does.

"You know I'm with Finn," I mentioned as he crept closer.

He held his hands up in surrender with a smile and bit his lower lip. Honestly, his stance was giving me chills. Stop! Stop thinking this! I just can't though. Especially with the glow in his eyes when he looks at me.

"I know someone who is, but it isn't me," I spoke as his smile faded and backed off a little. "I'll see you after school," I rudely brushed passed him, abandoning him at my locker, with only the click of my heels distracting my thoughts.

"We're still meeting after school, right?" I heard his voice echo down the hall. The only appropriate thing to do, was grin as I walked into class.

I know...threaten me, its been forever since an update and i promise that i will be updating faster now, writers promise. Comment and new chapter shoudl be up by Monday night.