Tom's P.o.v

My heart was heavy with guilt, all the times I've exclaimed and proclaimed I'm trying to protect Jordan, I go and contradict it with a snark comment.

I'm a horrible person.

All Jordan's ever done was be kind to me and try to help me, then I go and throw it back at him, adding onto his already stressed and fragile feelings.

But I was scared.

No...I am scared.

I'm scared for Tucker.

I'm scared for Sonja.

I'm scared of myself.

But most of all, Im scared for Jordan.

I've become the monster I feared I would always become. Jordan had told me he loved me, and I sat there like a moron watching him run away, like always. I seem to always be making Jordan run from me, but I don't want that.

I want him to run into my arms so I can hold him tight, hold him like nothing's wrong. Hold him and keep him safe, hold onto my dearest friend, hold onto my dearest partner.

I wanna hold onto the most important thing in my life.

My Sparklez.

I want him to be mine and mine alone. I don't want him running away I want him in my life. To be by my side, through thick and thin. And to be by his side, whenever he needs me.

~I wanna love him for all eternity~

As we slay mobs together, I wanna look into those blue orbs and know I've got a partner who I can entrust my life and heart into.

~I wanna feel his warm embrace~

My heart fluttered at all of these thought ran through while I was standing up, my gaze still held the direction of which he ran from me.

"I won't let you run away from me anymore Sparklez." I said aloud.

"I want to love you with every fiber in my being."

My words got louder, filled with a feeling I didn't know what to call.

"Sparklez.. I'm going to find you and when I do.." I started running, now I felt alive with such a powerful energy running through my veins.

"I'm going to love you with all my hearts content."
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Jordan's p.o.v

It began to rain after awhile. I continued to lay there, in the middle of the forest, and sob.

No mobs had attacked me surprisingly.

Maybe they just pitied me and let me drown in my own sorrow. In my own feelings.

I hear footsteps. Maybe that's one of the mobs now. Coming to end my life.

I shut my eyes tightly and hugged myself.

This time I wouldn't stay here.

I felt a gentle hand touch my arm.
"Sparklez? What are you doing out here?"

It was Sonja's voice.

I didn't say anything.
I just wanted to be alone. I just wanted to die.

"Toms been calling everyone, trying to find you. He's really worried."
I still didn't say a word.

"You...don't want him to find you, do you?"
I nodded my head.

"Come to my house, I won't tell anyone you're there. I just wanna help you out, you can tell me everything that happened, or not if you don't want to. Just please get out of this rain? It's really cold."

I obeyed and sat up slowly. She was sitting in front of me crouched. Her orange hoodie was up, protecting her hair from the rain and I could see her smile as I raised up.
She helped me stand and we walked back to her house.
The sky was dark, grey, and miserable. Just like me.

My clothes were soaking wet and my converse were ruined from the amount of mud we had to step through. My glasses kept getting drops of water smeared on them, so I just took them off.

She guided me near a clear dirt path that led to a large pink house.
"It's this way, watch out for the gigantic anvils in the yard."

I gave her a questioning look and she scratched her head nervously and smiled.

"The wizards and I may have gotten in a feud yesterday and they may have attacked my house with anvil guns. They're crazy..." She shook her head laughing.

We finally reached the large pink house, and I was surprised on how nice it looked. It had experience shrubs surrounding it and rainbow trees I didn't even know existed planted in the yard. The whole house was pink, except for the roof which was a light purple color. The windows were pink and had hearts carved into them and wind chimes hung low from the small porch in front of the house. A beautiful garden had been placed in the left side of the front yard.

The only thing out of the ordinary was a couple hundred anvils sitting in random places in the yard and on the roof.

She pulled out a bright yellow key and unlocked the dark pink door. It swung open without her pushing it, and swung back as soon as we stepped in.

"Welcome to my lair! You want some milk and cookies?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I continued to look around the room at all of the things she had. Her house was really beautiful.

"Alright, I'll be right back. Sit down if you want."
She walked into another room and shut the door behind her.
I sat down on one of her couches and placed my glasses on the coffee table in front of it.
Sonja was a good friend for not telling anyone where I was. I'd never truly talked to her alone or by myself before, she was always hanging with Tucker or I was with Tom.

Tom.

I sighed and put my head in my hands.

I was hoping I could hide in the forest and never face him or anyone else ever again, that I could just die and disappear forever.
Sonja walked back in the room with a towel, a blanket, a pair of clothes in one hand and milk with cookies in the other.

"Here, go dry off. You look like a wet cat."

She handed me the towel, blanket, and clothes.

"The bathroom is through that door and down the end of the hall."
She pointed at the door she had just come out of.

The clothes were a bit tight, but they fit nonetheless. I wonder why she had some random guys clothes in her house. It wasn't anything special, it was just a grey t shirt and some jeans. But I still don't understand why they're here.

I wrapped the blanket around myself and shivered. I was definitely gonna get sick, but at least I had a blanket to war, me up.

I went back to the living room and opened the door.
She was laying on her couch, upside down, watching television.
She heard the door open and turned to me and smiled.

"Hey do they fit?"

"Yeah...why do you have guys clothes here?" My voice was really scratchy but she didn't seem to care.

"They're Tucker's, sometimes he leaves them here."

She continued to watch whatever cartoon was on the Tv.

"Why does Tucker leave his clothes here?"

"Sparklez...I know you're innocent but come on, why else would Tucker take off his clothes here?"

My face flushed at the sudden realization. I keep forgetting that they're dating.

"But let's put aside that dirty topic. I wanna know what Tom did to make you run into the forest and give up on life?"
I sat down beside her on the pink couch and sighed.

"I told him something I didn't want to tell him yet."

"May I ask what that is?"

I stayed silent for a moment. I wasn't sure if I should tell her about my mixed feelings.

"I told him..." I breathed out deeply. I don't think I can tell her this. I felt like my chest was about to explode from the lack of breathing.

"You told him you loved him?" She finished for me.

"Wha- How did you?!"

"It's not that hard to tell that you do. Maybe for the others it's a little less apparent, but I see it all the time."

"Is it...wrong to like a guy like that?"

"Of course not! Love is love, no matter what form it's in. But why did you run away when you told him?"

"He confronted me about it...and he said some things I didn't like. I kinda went on a rampage and basically told him everything, with a few other things that didn't need to be said..."

"Huh so that's why he was acting all weird when we asked why you ran away."

"Did he seriously ask everyone where I was?"

"Yeah, he even tried to get Ianite to search for you. But she wouldn't respond to our messages."

"How long ago was that?"

"Hmmm...I think maybe 7 hours ago. I should probably call and ask if he's okay."
As if on cue, there was a knock on the front door.
I raised up, ready to run away as fast as possible, but Sonja drug me into a closet in the living room shoved me in.

"What are you doing?!" I whispered.

"I want you to listen! Just chill!"
She closed the closet door and I listened as her footsteps began to fade away.
I heard the door open and a quiet sniffle followed.
Was he...crying?

"Hey, did you find him yet?" I heard her ask.

"No...I was hoping maybe you'd seen him. But I guess you haven't..." His British voice replied.

"You still haven't told me why he ran away. Are you going to?"

"I feel like I'd be violating his privacy if I told you."

"Is it really that bad? I mean, it was his fault right?"

"What makes you think it was his fault?" I could hear his tone change from sadness to anger immediately.

"Nothing...it's just usually his fault. You never really do anything wrong, he's just always being a wimp, right?"

Wow Sonja, throwing me under the bus I see.

"He's not a wimp! He's just emotional! It's always my fault, not his!"

"Then why do you always call him a wimp?"

"I don't mean it! It's just a joke! But...I guess this time I wasn't really acting like it was a joke..."

"Why don't you come in and talk about it? I've got cookies and milk!"

I heard the door close, signaling that he had come in.
"That's a cute pig you got there, is he your new Terrence?"

He had Franklin?

"Nah, it's Sparklez pig. He summoned it or something, I thought maybe it could find him but who am I kidding. He doesn't want to be found..."

I walked a tad closer towards the closet door, there were were tiny cracks in it with light streaming through. I could just barely make out Sonja and Tom standing in the middle of the living room. Tom did have Franklin, he was tied to a leash and he was sniffing around towards the closet.

Uh oh.

"Explain to me exactly what happened. And do not leave a single thing out, I wanna hear the whole story."

He let go of the leash and sat down on the couch with Sonja.
"I kinda asked him what was happening between us, and when he didn't want to tell me, I got annoyed and called him a wimp for running away all the time. I immediately regretted it, but I didn't have time to apologize before he got up and yelled at me and told me....just everything."

"Everything meaning?" She pressed on.

Franklin began to sniff around the closet. If Tom notices, I'm done for.

"....he told me he loved me."

"Oh wow. What did you say in return?"

"Nothing. He ran away." His voice was so quite now.

"What did you want to say Tom?"

Franklin tilted his head up and we met eyes. Welp, this is bad.

But I still listened very closely for what he was about to say next.

I heard him sigh shakily and I watched as he put his head in his hands.
He didn't want to say anything.

"Come on, it's okay. I'm the only one who will know."

She patted him on the back, while he still held his hands over his face.

"Sonja...I love him too."

Nothing could have surprised me more, not even a brick hitting my face could have given me more shock.
He loved me.
Franklin began squealing loudly and hitting his head against the door.

Oh crap.

"What are you goin' on about!" I heard him shout angrily.
I watched in horror as Tom go up from the couch and looked to where Franklin was squealing.

"What the?"

Sonja tried to stop him.
"Uh don't go in there I have a bunch of-"

The closet door swung open, and I was face to face with Tom.
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CLIFFHANGER MUHAHAHAHA!
*clears throat* sorry. That was a tad bit over exaggerated.
But anyway, this was a really interesting chapter because, guess what?
You'll never guess it!
Nope nope nope!
The anonymous user who helped me write that one chapter, helped me again In this one.
IM SORRY, BUT THEIR STORIES ARE JUST TOO GOOD!
The intro of Toms thoughts was theirs, and I just couldn't help but ask if I could add it to this chapter...IT FIT SO NICELY!
Anyway, give anonymous another round of applause!
Because man, I could never write such detailed crap like this.
Now I must go! My half eaten bag of Doritos needs me!
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- Lee