Ian has changed. It's hard to know that the person you knew has changed for an unknown reason.

The warm smile he used to show me every morning has turned into a cold one.

He's going through something, but he doesn't have to go through everything alone. I guess I'm not as important as I was before huh...

"Becky," she softly whispered. "Wake up to make your sissy feel better, would you? Sissy had missed you alot. So open these pretty eyes and let her see them."

I got changed and went for a run. It's been 4 days, Ian made up an excuse that he had to go over some old things so he couldn't train me. He's grown more distant. He is trying his best to avoid me. I guess he got bored of me fast. What was I expecting anyway.

I was thinking alot. I tripped and fell. I didn't care about the pain I felt. I had to get in shape. I needed to be ready for everything. I've became more serious since Becky came here."

I'd lie if I said I didn't care about what was bothering Ian. But I didn't want to feel worse than I was already. So I was giving him his space.

I started running faster, I could feel my legs getting heavier. But I couldn't stop, I ran more. Further, faster, more. Always more.

Until I tripped again.

But to my surprise. My butt didn't land on rocks. It didn't sting. Instead, I was in someone's arms.

And the biggest surprise, it was Ian's.

"Th-Thanks," she said.

It's so awkward talking to him nowadays.

"What's going on with you?" He suddenly said, sounding so serious.

"Nothing. Why are you asking?" She asked. Trying to stay as stable as she could.

"You think I haven't noticed? You've changed alot." He said.

"Really? You think so?" She said

"Why are you being like that?" He asked.

"I really want to know that too." She said.

"Butterfly-"

"Don't you dare call me that." She said. Her voice came out very weak and shaky.

"Bella, why are you treating me that way?" He asked.

"I am wondering the same thing." She said. Trying her best not to cry. "Since the day Becky came, you've changed so much. I felt so unwanted."

"Why are you making sucha big deal out of it? You're just a friend anyways." He said harshly.

Ouch.... 'just a friend anyways' It was echoing in my mind.

"Bella I'm so sorry, I didn't mean it that way." He said.

"That's alright. No need to apologize. I already know we're friends. What did you expect?" She said smiling. Trying her best to cry. Not after what he said.

"Bella," he said. As she was leaving.

"Butterfly, can you please listen to me?" He said.

She was going away. Not because she wanted to. But because she couldn't let him see her face while it was  full of tears.

"She's a copy of Rose!" He screamed.

Bella froze in place. That voice just now. It was so painful to hear.

"Whenever I looked at her, I saw Rose. And, you look like Becky, so When I look at you. Your eyes look so similar to hers." He said.

I know you're hurt, it's not unknow anymore. You re-built your walls higher. It's so much harder for me to break them. So here I am. Being useless and unwanted. With my unheard silent screams, I am searching for the gates of your walls. Let me heal the deep wounds. I will be waiting for you to need me. But I guess that will never happen. Because you will never need me. And it breaks me apart.

"I'm sorry, I was just broken and thought avoiding you would help. But it never did. I really expect you to make me feel better. As you always do." He said smiling. That warm smile agian.

She turned to him. And said,

"You idiot.... how am I supposed to fix you? When I'm already broken myself...."