Your P.O.V.:
"What do you mean, (Y/n)?" Willaim was surprised. The suddeness of your question and the cold shoulder that came along with it appalled him a bit. After all, he had just saved your life.
"I said, what else aren't you telling me, Will?" You demanded his answer, a bit smugly actually.

He gulped, his gaze wandering around as he was anxious to avoid the look that you were giving him.

"All this time you've had these powers, and you were never going to bother to tell me?" You asked, your dark glare falling away from his figure as your voice softened.
It seemed as if just before this week, everything was normal. White was white, Black was black, and you were Grey. Though as soon as you had entered a relationship with the blonde, everything had been completely disheveled. Starting with the basis of your relationship with him.
All these years, and he hadn't even mentioned a word about Despair nor his powers...
"(Y/n).. I.. its not like it was a normal conversation topic. I couldn't just say that I happened to possess telepathic powers.." Black finally stated nervously.
"It wasn't, Black. But your parents were casters. I could've naturally assumed that you would've inherited their powers." You sighed, rising to your feet.
"(Y/n), I.." He stood there a bit dumbfounded, with a confused haze within his deep blue irises.

"I just want you to be honest with me, Willaim." You responded, turning away from him coldly, yet again.

You could hear his breath quickening as he stepped a bit closer towards you in a fit of rushed actions.

"(Y/n), you're the one who hasn't been honest with me," His tone darkened a bit, reminiscent of Despair's intimidating voice.

You hesitated to respond, but before words could even slip past your lips, Black had already begun talking again.

"You kissed him, (Y/n)." Willaim's glower from beneath his glasses could be felt burning into your shoulder, and you weren't even looking at him.

"I-"

"We share memories. He felt the same sparks with you as I did. As soon as I became conscious again, it all came flowing back into my mind." He explained, remaining in his very spot.

He wanted you to tell the truth. Technically he had experienced what the two of you had done with his own body, and he wanted you to own up to it.

"Willaim I didn't mean to.. I didn't want to.. I just.." You attempted to explain or even apologize, but it just wasn't coming out.
There weren't any excuses. You were at fault. You had kissed him back. You barely even resisted him. Hell, you didn't even know why or how he had chosen to fall in love with you.

"If you didn't mean to, then why
did you? I mean god, Grey its barely been three days. I'm questioning if whether or not all those things you said to me back at the diner were true. How you'd fallen in with every single part of me... Was that just a lie?"

He sounded hurt, and that was connected directly to you. He trusted you, believed every single word you'd uttered that day. It'd all been taken back by a mere kiss.

"It was true! I-I poured my soul out to you, Black! Is that not enough?!" You shouted, throwing your hands up into the air.

All the while, creatures and humans alike stood around to observe the scene, peering into the crater as if its hole descended for miles.

No one dared to interrupt, and the sounds of the city were the only sounds occupying this side of the street.
Not even Black responded..

Maybe.. he didn't believe you were honest about your feelings.
There was a cold breeze that blew a few strands of your hair mindlessly in your face. You tucked them beind your ear, before interuppting what little peace this city had.

"I'm sorry, Black." You whispered just barely loud enough for him to ear, before climbing out of the hole and sprinting down the street without a single glance back at him.
He didn't attempt to stop you, and neither did anyone else.

Did he even love you anymore..?

Hot tears had stung your cheeks, their harsh temperature clashing with the chilling autumn breeze.
You were probably a red-faced sobbing mess.
Your mind had ceased to function, not bothering to question how Black felt or even yourself.
You couldn't even channel your emotions into one place, it was as if all of your mental energy had gone somewhere else.
You pressed your fingers to your temples, rubbing in slow circles.

"This is all giving me a migraine,"
You muttered to yourself.

Though, you weren't the only one who'd heard that little comment.

Admist your recovery session, you hadn't noticed that you were being watched. From the moment you and Black started fighting to now, two kings had been watching you intently. Their mission: to get you to remember the past.

Without warning, you were yanked in the shadows, your screams and cries immediately quieted by someone clapping a large, gloved hand over your mouth.

Great, now not only was your boyfriend skeptical of your relationship, but now you would possibly be mugged too?!

"Despair sure did pick a cute one, didn't he, Femt?" A girl, presumably a young if not younger one questioned.
'Wait, who's Femt?! How the hell do they know who I am?! What's their relationship to Despair? What the hell is going on?!'
The gears in your mind began turning once again, jumping into panic mode without a second
thought.

"He did. Its been a while though. I haven't seen this one since it was a little girl," A man with a deep demeaning voice answered, who was most likely the man named Femt that girl mentioned earlier.
You gazed around, though your body was being dragged behind the two. You couldn't quite grasp their facial appearances, but they were both diffident in their own way from Hellsalem Lot's usual pedestrians.
Femt, was a tall man, pale just as Black was. He had pale blonde hair that reached the edge of his chin and a long white lab coat that was similar to that of a mad scientist.
The girl, had a salmon colored ponytail tied up in a little bow. In addition to that, she wore dark boots and a frilly black dress.
"She used to be feisty back then, and she's still feisty now! Woo, you're quite the queen, little miss Gray." The girl cackled, turning around to reveal that her appearance was guarded from the world. Covering all but her mouth and chin was a metal mask.
For some odd reason, that had frightened you. For all you knew, the two of them could've been axe murderers, ready to chop your limbs at any given moment.

You bit harshly on Femt's hand at that point, causing him to let go in a shock of pain and surprise.

You quickly backed away, staring at the pair with a look of fear and intimidation.
"W-who are you two?! What do you want with me?!" You questioned them frantically, preparing yourself to run if need be.
"Jeeze, (Y/n) you already forgot about us?! Talk about rude!!" The girl spat with sass whilst placing her gloved hands on her hips.
"I may just have to punish you for that, (Y/n)." Femt said, a bit of irritation peeking beyond what was hidden underneath his own mask.

You remained silent for a moment, thinking of countless ways you could make this situation turn out in your favor.

"How do you both know my name..?" You skeptically eyed the two of them.

"Don't you remember, (Y/n)? You're apart of the Thirteen Kings. In fact, you're the reason while we're all here! Goodness your memory has gotten terrible within these last few years," The girl spoke in an 'obvious' tone, as if you had known all of this already.

"D-does this have to do with the King of Despair..? Because if it does, I want nothing to do with it!" You stated immediately.

The two gave off surprised noises.
"Does she not remember that she is the reason why we are all here..?!" The girl whispered a little too loudly into Femt's ear.

"Relax, Aligura. She needs time. Her memories are greatly distorted." Femt responded, placing his hand on who was now known as Aligura's shoulder.

"Anyone care to explain?" You suggested.
Though you didn't want anything to do with either of them or Despair, they seemed to have answers.
They claimed that they had known you since you were a little girl, and that was at the supposed time Despair had fallen in love with you.
You had also been the reason they were all here in Hellsalem's Lot apparently. Perhaps you had been the leader of these Thirteen Kings at some point..?

"Only if you have the time, darling. But lets make it quick though, I plan on meeting with Deldro soon." Aligura explained, her voice getting a bit high pitched when this said Deldro was mentioned.
She then held a pure white glove out to you, giving what you assumed was a warm smile and expression.
Femt simply stood behind he, remaining silent.
Your eyes moved from her hand to the tips of both their masks and then back to her hand again.
Maybe they could tell you how to get rid of Despair.. why he was here, or why he was created. Then again, you hardly knew these people, and they had just kidnapped you!
You breathed in the crisp fall air through your nose and placed your hand softly in hers.
"Okay...show me the answers."

OKIEDOKE. I'M REALLY SORRY THIS CHAPTER IS SO LATE. THATS ALL ON MEE. I KNOW I KNOW I'M EVIL. The reason for my lateness is on my message board. But hey, I eventually