ILKAY

I saw Sol from across the street.

His golden hair sone brightly. His tan skin was perfect.

His blue eyes were focused on me.

I knew it was time for our battle.

I frowned.

I didn't want this to happen.

I didn't want to keep fighting.

I didn't want him to keep thinking I hated him.

He came over to me.

"Guess it's time?" he said.

"Yeah... I guess..."

"Ready?" I asked.

He nodded.

I couldn't do this.

I couldn't keep fighting the man I loved.

I couldn't keep pretending to hate him.

So.

I kissed him.

I grabbed the collar of his white shirt and crashed our lips together.

I had to stand on my toes since he was taller, but I managed.

I didn't even mean to.

It just happened.

I pulled away after a second, shocked at what I'd done.

He was also shocked.

"S-Sol, I-I'm sorry. I- I don't know why I just did that. I'm sorry. I- I..."

I turned and ran.

Tears filled my eyes.

Stupid, stupid. Why would you do that? Now he's gonna hate you even more.

I hid in an alley and sobbed.

Why did I have to kiss him?

Why do I have to love him?