As I finsh my shower, I feel relaxed and refreshed.

I get out of the tub carefully, I grab my fresh clean clothes and put them on.

Around the corner, I glance at Vincent. Whom of which is still sleeping.

I roll my eyes before, slamming the door shut and making my way towards the kitchen.

As I rush down the stairs I bump into a hard figure. "Oh hey Con" I exclamied.

He looked down at me, before slapping on a smile. "H-hey" he stuttered out, before running up the stairs.

I raised my eyebrows in confusion before proceeding to prod down the stairs.

Once I reached Jason's infirmary, I glanced around the room. I silently walked up to Jason and sat down next to him.

"Hey.. it's me. You probably can't hear me" I begun to grip his hand in mine. "Please just answer me" I mumbled. Without a response I sigh.

Suddenly, the doctor bursts in. "Ah, Liza. Jason's making good progress. He should wake up..soon" he informed me.

I silently nodded before turning back to Jason.

"But for now, why don't you go eat?" He asked, I thought for a moment before nodding in reply.

I kissed Jason's cheek delicately. I exhaled and waved the Doctor goodbye.

I reached the kitchen thankfully. My stomach grumbled, I blushed thankful no one was in the room.

I continued to stir the eggs, and setting it on the stove. It wasn't long before it was cooked, I added some bacon and happily ate down the scrumptious food.

As I exited the kitchen, I see Vincent. I looked down, attempting to be hidden. Unfortunately, he made his way towards me.

He lifted my chin uo forcefully,
"I'm sorry, look I know your mad at me if you don't want me.. I'll just leave" he stated, beforing leaving my for the kicthen.

I stared blankly at the wall, not moving. Simply, statue. A rush of guilt ran through me, was I being too harsh.

I swallowed the lump in my throat, exhaling to decrease my heart beat from beating any faster than it is now.

I turned around, and got ready to face what I was about to tell Vincent.

I grabbed a chair to where he was sitting. His dashing green eyes met mine, my frail hand met his cheek.

"I'm sorry but.. I need you to respect that t-things like what you did a few days ago matter t-to me. A-and you can't threaten m-me like t-that" I choked out.

As I turned to get up, a firm grip was held tightly on my wrist.

"S-stop your hurting m-me" I whispered between sobs.

His eyes, turned black. As he continued, his eyes not focused on mine but the wall.

"P-please" I croaked.

Suddenly he got up, his hand still gripping my wrist.

He pulled me along, my sobs got louder.

I closed my eyelids hoping this was a dream as we made are way into the pack cellars.

I screamed in agony, as I was thrown into the cell.

I breathe heavily, as I start to cry.

My eyes scatter across the cell as I see a young girl.

My heart ached for her as I walk up to the innocent girl.

"H-hey, whats your n-name?" I question.

"S-skylar" he murmurs.

"W-what are you doing here?" I ask, out of curiousness.

"They, brought me here" she turns to face me.

"Who?" I add.

"Moonlit Pack" she answers.

"Who are they?" I ask.

She doesn't reply, she faces away. I gasp as I see bruises along her neck.

"There taking over, and your next" she replies.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Sorry for not sticking to my 'publishing timetable'. Next publish will be 13th March.

Do you think she should forgive Vincent or not?.. And why?..

Does anyone have any ideas for the new sequels name?

So the next few chapters ( 2 -3 ) will be quite dead.

BUT. WILL HOLD REALLY IMPORTANT PLANS.

& LOADS OF CLIFFHANGERS..

This weekend I'll just be editing the chapters!

Anyway.. have a good weekend.