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Time seemed to stop but not in a good way. All I could focus on was that Laurance's lips were on mine and I wanted it to stop. I pulled myself away and stepped back.

"No. No no no. I can't do this," I said, trying to think clearly. Why do brains have to turn to mush when you need them the most?

"It's okay, Violet. I'm sorry if I rushed this," Laurance said, reaching out to grab my hand.

I quickly pulled my arms away from him. "It's not that, Laurance."

"Is it you being asexual? I know you've never said it but from how you've always acted I kind of figured. That's fine with me. I don't care."

"Asexual? What? Okay, first off, I'm polyromantic asexual, and two, that's not the issue."

"Then what is?"

I froze, trying to think what to say. "It's… this. You and me. It… it wouldn't work."

"Why not?" Laurance asked, his smile starting to fall.

"Because I don't love you! At least, not the way you want me to."

"You… don't?" Laurance stammered, his eyes widening in shock.

"I'm sorry, Laurance."

"What about asking me to the movies? Kissing my cheek and staying over at my house overnight? Agreeing to come with me on this stupid date?"

"I just didn't know how to tell you."

"How to tell me," he repeated, tears spilling down his face, "was just telling me way earlier that you never wanted me."

"Laurance, that's not it!"

"Then what is? You do all these things, making me think you love me back, then just say none of it meant anything?"

"Laurance-"

"No. I don't want to hear it," he said, his voice breaking, "just leave, Violet. Before you hurt me anymore than you already have."

"Laurance," I said, trying to reach out to him.

"I said, leave, Violet, please," he sobbed.

"I'm so sorry," I whispered before turning around and quickly walking away. I turned back and saw Laurance sitting on the rim of the fountain, sobbing into his hands. I felt my own eyes well with tears as I took off my heeled shoes and held them in my hand as I ran barefoot all the way home.

"Violet? What are you doing out here so late?"

I looked up in surprise. When I had gotten home everyone else had already been asleep so I had been sitting with my back against the front door sobbing for the past few hours. "Katelyn, I'm fine. Just go back to bed."

Katelyn came down the stairs and walked to me. "Violet, you're not fine. You're crying. Come on to the kitchen. I'll make you some hot chocolate and we can talk about it or whatever."

I smiled and let out a small laugh at Katelyn's awkwardness but I did what she said. As Katelyn made the hot chocolate, I tried to wipe my face but it was clear that my mascara had already made it a mess.

"So, something happened with Laurance, I'm guessing?" Katelyn asked, setting down the mug of hot chocolate in front of me.

"Thanks," I said, taking a sip before starting to explain. "Yeah, something did. He, um, confessed."

"And I'm guessing you rejected him?"

I nodded and took in a shaky breath. "He got angry but he looked more hurt than anything. I just tried to be truthful with him but I still hurt him. If you had seen him, Katelyn, he looked like his whole world was crumbling around him. And that's probably my fault for leading him on because I was afraid of hurting him. I have no right to cry about it like this after what I've done."

"Violet, you hurt him but rejection is a part of life. We've all been rejected or rejected someone at some time in our lives. Laurance will live. I mean, he survived being rejected by Aphmau multiple times for years. He can survive one rejection from you, even if it hurts. Now, you should go get cleaned up, into some comfy clothes, and into bed. It's late."

I nodded and finished my hot chocolate. "Thanks, Katelyn. I'm so lucky to have you."

"Aw, you. Don't mention it. Just get some sleep."

The next morning I woke to the sounds of yelling. I quickly ran down stairs and found Katelyn and Garroth arguing in the living room.

"You can't bother, Violet. She had a rough night and she doesn't need to be disturbed right now," Katelyn said.

"She had a rough night? Laurance came home in tears and has laid in bed sobbing since!"

"Well, he needs to get over it. I know it hurts but that's life for you."

"That doesn't mean it's okay for Violet to have led him on for this long."

"She had good intentions. She didn't want to hurt him and even if it didn't help she only had his best intentions at heart."

"That's no excuse!"

"Stop!" I yelled. They both turned to me in shock. "Garroth, I know I hurt Laurance and I'm so sorry and Katelyn, thank you for sticking up for me. But Garroth is right, I have no excuse for leading him on except my own fear. This is my fault and I wish I could fix things but it's not that simple. I know you both care about me and Laurance and honestly, Laurance has done nothing but have feelings I don't return.

Garroth, go make sure Laurance is okay. Tell him I'm sorry and I know this is my fault." I turned and walked upstairs heading to my attic room. Why does everything always have to be a mess.

Yeah, I know this took a while. Life has been a lot lately. I hope ya'll enjoyed the drama in this chapter and I'm sure a lot of you are going to hate me for what I did to Laurance. *evil laugh* Amyway, make sure to follow, favorite, and review. (BTW, this story is going to have very slow progression since MyStreet Season 7 may change some things I had planned)

Also, Violet is polyromantic asexual. She is attracted to multiple genders romantically but doesn't experience sexual feelings for others. And it's not the same as being polyamorous as she only wants to be with one person, not two.