Chapter 2

Lydia sat at her desk doodling absent-mindedly when she felt Aiden slide into the empty seat next to her.

"Hey," he said grinning broadly, but unlike the usual, this time the careless grin didn't reach his eyes. Lydia however dismissed it and replied with a curt, "Hey."

Aiden leant towards her mischievously and she unsuccessfully tried to suppress the tiny butterflies that she felt in her stomach. A small smile escaped her lips.

"So, you free tonight?" Aiden said is a slow whisper, his lips just inches from her ears. Lydia elegantly pushed him back in his seat and cleared her throat.

"Nope."

"Late night?" Aiden quipped, winking. Lydia mentally kicked herself. She had made a decision regarding this relationship with Aiden, or whatever it was, and she needed to stick to it. It just wasn't easy when Aiden turned on his charms for her.

"No." She stated, this time more firmly. Aiden tilted his head, eyebrows coming together as he picked up a tiny hint of unwillingness on Lydia's part.

"Something wrong?"

"Not yet. I just don't think that this will work. You and me, I mean," Lydia said, pursing her lips.

Aiden was taken aback. He couldn't understand what had gone wrong. They had been going well, no serious commitment but then he was starting to really consider the relationship in more serious terms.

"Why?"

"Aiden, you are not a just a bad boy, you're a bad guy. And I don't want to be with a bad guy," Lydia shrugged simply, even though it hurt her ever so slightly to see the look on Aiden's face.

Aiden searched for words, for the right thing to say but ended up keeping quiet. At that very moment the teacher walked in and the class began, so they didn't get a chance to talk for the next hour.

After the class got over, Lydia promptly picked up her pink designer handbag and started to walk out but Aiden caught her wrist. She turned to face him a sigh.

"What now?"

"Give me a chance, I'll change. I wasn't always a bad guy. I was made into one."

Lydia freed her wrist from Aiden's careful grip.

"Maybe you were different but you can't change now. You are a killer. You can't change that. Yesterday I found out what if feels like to save a life. And I certainly won't be with someone who has blood on his hands."

Aiden looked at her for a long time before speaking up.

"You wouldn't say that if you knew the life we have had."

Lydia rolled her eyes, "Well, you made a choice when you had to and now I have made mine."

Aiden felt his heart beat painfully. He was fighting a losing battle. He probably wasn't in love with Lydia but he did care deeply about her and he wanted to be able to love her. He wanted to be a good guy for her; he wanted to be better for her. And here she was denying him a chance. Lydia had already turned to leave when Aiden spoke again, this time very slowly, almost like he was tired and was giving up.

"You don't think I have it in me to be good?"

"Not anymore," Lydia said, without even turning back, as she walked away.

Danny ambled down the empty corridor when he felt a pair of eyes on his back. He turned around but there was no one there. He sighed thinking that his tired mind was playing tricks on him and was about to resume on his way when he almost ran into a person. The whole thing was so sudden that Danny jumped, panicking, before he realized who it was. Ethan.

Danny took a few deep breaths before breaking into an indignant smile, "You scared the hell out of me!" Ethan smiled.

"How are you?"

Danny shook his head, the smile fading as he recounted the last few days in his head.

"No, you don't get to do this. You don't get to waltz back in after days and pretend like nothing happened."

Ethan's shoulders slumped but he angled his head trying to catch Danny's eyes.

"You said you needed space, Danny. What was I suppose to do?" Ethan said softly.

"You could have just told me where you were going."

"Danny, after everything that I told you, I didn't think you'd want to –"

Danny's head jerked up, his eyes watching Ethan deeply. Ethan could hear Danny's heart speed up. Instinctively, he backed away, raising his palms slightly to signal that he posed no threat.

"I'll leave if you want me to."

"NO!" came the quick reply as Danny stepped forward and took Ethan's raised palm in his own. Ethan let out a breath of relief and the corner of his lips curved up in spite of himself.

"What made you change your mind?"

Danny took a deep breath and cleared his throat.

"When you told me about being a ... a –"

"Werewolf," Ethan volunteered.

"Right, a werewolf. I was scared. Every time I saw you, I was scared."

Ethan moved closer and slid his arms around Danny's waist and touched the tip of his nose to the bridge of Danny's. He heard Danny's heart skip a beat and Danny could almost feel the moments in Glen Capri flooding back. A nervous laugh sounded from his lips and that made Ethan smile.

"When you left, I wasn't scared anymore. I was terrified."

Ethan tilted his head to a side like only he could, "Why? Of what?"

"Of never seeing you again! I was terrified that I'd never be able to be with you, that I didn't know where you were... –"

Ethan closed in and kissed him. Danny moved in, kissing him back and wrapped his arms firmly around Ethan's shoulders. When they finally broke apart, Ethan looked at the boy in front of him and smiled happily.

"You really want me here?"

Danny nodded, giving him a dimpled smile.

Ethan pulled Danny into a hug, "Then I'm not going anywhere, ever again."

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