I feel hot, angry, yet satisfied. I did not want to talk to David. Or did I?

The walk back was long, it felt longer than normal. But as soon as my hands felt the door handle of Metha house I could sense the stress and anticipation hanging in the air. The stairway to the second floor stood in front of me and I felt like a magnet drawn to his door. I wanted to fix this, fix us. I wanted to make the right choice.

The wooden door splintered with age made contact with my fist. Once, twice. In fast movements the door swings open.

"Danny?" he asks, seeing my face. His complexion was clear eyes locked on mine. "Come on in." Trying to break eye contact I look around the hall and spot Day peeking out of the girls bathroom. She eyes me before I'm rushed into David's room. His arm was hot on my skin. A sweet touch I had missed feeling. He had changed since I'd seen him last. A thin white tank top covered his chest, his tan arms were revealed one still reached out and touching my own.

"You wanted to talk?" I nervously ask trying to get the ball rolling. David paced around the room then flipped on his bed flicking his legs up on the frame. I Swipe away a few shirts sitting on his chair and take a seat. My red rain jacket bulged up in my lap and pressed hot against my skin, along with the pressure and hot air circulating in the air from the heater. I was getting overheated. So I unzip it, revealing a thin black top with miniscule straps running along my shoulders. Immediately under his glance I feel self conscious. So in the heat I pull the jacket over my arms and elbows.

"Yeah, I guess I did-" He chuckles to himself "Why? That's all I've got to say Danny, why?"

"I dont know why, I was stupid-" the words flood out of my mouth "-I never, wanted to hurt you, I never wanted for us to drift apart." I stare up at the ceiling as if looking for answers. "I- I- don't know what I wanted, I was in too deep, I couldn't trust anyone, not even myself."

"So what your saying is-" He stops hoping for me to finish.

"I don't know what i'm saying, but I do know that I never wanted to hurt you."

A long silence stretched out over the both of us. I can tell he's trying not to look at me but his eyes stray ever now and then. Emotion is hiding under his face. I can see it in the way he slowly blinks and how he grabs the bed sheets in his fists.

"Danny, I remember when I left, I felt like we were saying goodbye. It made me feel something I hadden felt since-"

"Vi," I finished.

"I've learned how to lose people, but it hurt the most to lose you."

His words cut deep into my skin. I feel his pain bleeding into me. I want to let the tears slip down my face.

"The feeling of someone who cared for me in that way scared me" He glances at me again lingering on my eyes, his eyes trail down my cheek, to my neck, then to the floor. I notice the wet feeling on my face and notice the tear.

"I've made bad decisions before, but I don't consider you one of them. I never would, Danny, ever" His words were slow and thought out. I had been on his mind.

"David, I don't know what the hell I'm doing with my life! I'm watching my friends get murdered, I'm caving in and on top of that, I'm falling in love..."

What did I just say? But it doesn't matter because I'm moving slowly up and off the seat. It won't matter because I can feel him again. Because I can feel his lips on mine, his hands on my back. My red jacket slips onto the floor. When our lips collide I can feel that feeling all over again. And it feels good.

A deep breath in and I face him. "I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be..." He reaches toward my face brushing his thumb over my tear stricken face. We both sit backs to the wall. My head resting on his shoulder. A small kiss here and there. It was an escape from the pain and confusion of life. My hand was entwined with his.

"I missed you," He said. The night seemed to blur and slip away, dark skin never apart. I had never noticed how much I missed being held, being loved. It was a silent night, cold nipping at the trees. A thin white frost coated the leaves and the grass on the campus grounds. For once it was calm.

Then we heard it.

A scream.