"What are you doing?" I ask loudly to Shane, who has flung his arms around me.

"What's it feel like?" he asks. I scoff and hug him back. I feel Shane breath into my hair, feel his fingers clenching and unclenching against my back. Something isn't quite right—his tone is light but his muscles are tense and he's fidgety.

"Nate," Shane says, "Could you leave us for a moment?"

"Sure." Nate says, a frown still in his voice. Shane pulls away from me, but keeps a hold on both of my hands, like he wants to look as if he just holding hands but his grip is firm. I hear the door click shut.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Shane snaps in an urgent whisper

"You heard me!" I snap back

"That's a stupid reason!" Shane says angrily

"Well excuuuuse me for caring about other people!" I say

"Caring? How is this caring! You neglect to tell your boyfriend who loves you, a very important detail! How do you think I feel about being kept in the dark?"

"It's for your own good!"

"Dammit Savarti!" Shane says, raising his voice. It sounds like he wants to say more, but he stops himself. He lets go of my hands.

"What? What?" I say, "What were you going to say?"

"Nothing."

"Oh really?" I say taking a step closer to Shane and glaring up in his direction. I hear him take in a heavy, quick breath and let it out. I feel him cup my chin in his palm and then feel his lips press against mine in a slow, long kiss.

"I'm sorry," he says, "For what I'm about to do."

"Wh-What?" I say taking a step back but Shane's hand snaps out and grabs my upper arm in a painful hold, "Shane, let me go."

But Shane grabs my other arm and begins to push me backward, slowly, but with focus. I feel the bed bump against the back of my legs. My heart jumps in fear.

"Shane what are you doing?" I ask, grabbing his elbows

"Lean back and sit down on the bed." he says, ignoring my question. For some reason, I can't react, can't disobey him. He had been my source of comfort and trust for a long time.

So I sit down on the bed. Shane lets go of my arms to help place my legs onto the bed, so I'm laying flat. His breathing is faster than normal.

"Shane?" I ask again

"Be quiet." he says gently, "I need to concentrate."

"On what?" but he shushes me. I feel him climb onto the bed, sitting on my pelvis, straddling my waist. He's heavy and I can't hardly move under him. I begin to struggle as my heart jumps into my throat.

"Shhhhh, it's okay." Shane says soothingly, touching my cheek gently.

"Shane, whatever you are doing, this is not 'okay'!" I say

Creepy cliffy! This will help me get the next chapter in, too.

Sorry for the long, long wait! I am so busy! I decided to do foreign exchange and I got accepted! So I was doing my junior year during my sophomore year so I could get as many credits as possible before I go out. I leaving for Sweden on July 31st! AAAAAH! I've been talking to my host sister over email (she's 20) and she is fabulous! I'm so lucky to have her. She did foreign exchange to the US, so he English is really good, and she understands my nerves.

Please review! Thank you to those who are still reading! I love you!